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  1. Archival Documentation Biometric verification in process, please wait. ... ... ... ... ... Clearance Sufficient. Identity Recognized. Welcome, Cyn **** Serial ID: CT-27-8794 Updated Serial ID: ARC-27-8794 "Your brothers called you "Dirtnap"... yet now... you don't seem to fall as you did before. Let's see what the minister has been hiding." WARNING: THE FILE YOU ARE ACCESSING IS PROTECTED BY A MEMETIC AGENT, BY ACCESSING THIS YOU ARE AGREEING TO- 89547969704598639473948590984 ... ... ... ... ... Minister's Pass Detected. Bypassing Memetic Agent. "Now then, what are they so afraid of?" First Documentation: CT-27-8794 is from a batch of clones that have always had a troubling development. CT-27-8794's lackluster performance in his training simulations are not a coincidence when we account for the potential... anomalies we had in his batch's growth. His "Pod Brother" at some point became deceased whilst developing into their third stage, even stranger, when we sent a disposal crew to retrieve CT-27-[REDACTED] their remains were missing from their development casing. We called off further investigation for the time being, as at the time; it would've been inefficient to waste resources looking for one missing, deceased clone. We continued standard development procedures for his unit as per the request of the Genetics Division Leader Cyn ****. Additional Documentation: CT-27-8794 appears to have formed a unit of some sort with CT-27-8612 and CT-27-8024, CT-27-9784 appears to seek isolation away from this congregation, this shows particularly in 9784's performance in his training simulations, where he seeks to over-extend himself and disregard his squad members, even berating them for incompetence or mistakes; most of which are directed at CT-27-8794. Their instructors are calling for them to be separated and assigned to their respective battalions upon the completion of their training, if that ever comes to fruition. I'm inclined to agree, especially given 9784's apparent distaste for working alongside his brethren and the almost certain reassignment of 8794 to janitorial duties here in Tapoca City. Archival Recording Access Pending... Access Granted. 9784 "For crying out loud; can you slackers try and keep up?! Can't believe of all the clones I could've gotten, I'm stuck with you louts! * CT-27-9784 glances over at CT-27-8024. * "Bedrox, What's your deal? Why are you keeping in the backline?!" 8024 "I was getting 8794 back up on his feet. They said we can't leave anyone behind in these simulations! You'd know that, had you been-" "YOU WERE HOLDING BACK FOR DIRTNAP?! You mean to tell me you spent our valuable time that YOU could've spent blasting droids, you went back for the fool who is literal dead weight?! YOU Buffoon!" "Orders are orders! Besides, You don't just LEAVE a brother behind!" "Yeah, sure, whatever but what IF, and just hear me out on this; what IF going back gets EVERYBODY ELSE KILLED!" "I-why you piece of-" * CT-8024 lunges at CT-9784 with a punching motion but is stopped by CT-8612. * 8612 "That's enough! Both of you cut it out! We're getting no-where with this!" "Was wondering when you'd start talking, Flame. You're the only one here besides me that has something akin to strength-" "Shut it, Frost! You're no drill sergeant, so quit trying to act like one!" "What is this to you, some theater play on Naboo? This is no act. I have full confidence in myself, I've got none in any of you three!" * CT-8794 picks himself up, seemingly tired of the argument. * "Where do you think you're going Dirtnap? Haven't even talked to you yet." 8794 "Going to the barracks. This is insanity." "Why is that do you think?" "It's the same thing every time--expecting different results." "Oh, that's rich coming from you Dirtnap. Why don't you pick up that mop at the barracks and get those different results, you'll be of more use that way!" * CT-8794 departs from the Simulation Room. Seemingly frustrated, holding his head in his left hand. * "Go sob about it too!" * Both CT-8612 and CT-8024 make scowling expressions at CT-9784. * * Footsteps are heard, CT-9784, CT-8024 and CT-8612 all face to their left, saluting. * * ARC Commander Blitz stands in front of them. * * Commander Blitz observes that CT-8794 is departing from the Training Simulation Arena* "Sir?" *Commander Blitz brings his attention back to the three currently present troopers. * ARC Commander Blitz "You really oughta go and fix that, you three." "Sir, with all due respect; Dirtnap is a lost cause-" "Even shoddy ingots can be reforged, and if Commander Colt were still alive to hear what you just said Frost; You'd never hear the end of it." * CT-9784 groans, as if bearing shame. * "Your brother Dirtnap has a point, the stubborn are doomed to repeat the past if they cannot adapt. I've already noted what he lacks in. If he's struggling why don't you do something about it that doesn't involve what you've already done." "Bedrox, you were absolutely right to go back to aid Dirtnap. However, you must learn when you should do so, and when you should not, You left Frost and Flame out in the open." "Flame, Your marksmanship has not gone unnoticed, but perhaps focus on more dangerous targets, like those with the high ground. Frost was unable to clear out the advancing droids due to the suppressive sniper fire." "Since Dirtnap isn't here, I want YOU three, to go back and discuss your next strategy with him in the barracks." * The three troopers salute Commander Blitz and turn about face. * * Commander Blitz glances at Frost. * "I find your lack of camaraderie... disturbing." File Decryption at 1.5%.
    9 points
  2. Hello everyone, this post will serve to announce a few things relating to my future with BLN. To start, I am officially no longer CO of ARC, and I’ll be leaving the battalion soon after I decide to post this. This is not because of any specific reason. In fact, I’ve been planning with Riff to leave the battalion in his hands since the beginning of the summer. To be frank, I’ve been extremely burnt out of the server since then and the past 2 months have been dedicated to me leaving ARC in a good place so Riff can be as prepared as possible when I finally leave. I at first wanted to take an LOA and return with more energy and motivation to work on the battalion, but then I looked at the roster. I realized that I’ve been in ARC for over three years since I came back, and just over two of them as CO. At this point, I think ARC needs a fresh vision that I don’t believe I can provide any longer. I wouldn’t be leaving if I didn’t believe Riff could do it. But I’m going to affirm that Riff has easily been the best XO I’ve ever had, and when I discussed leaving he wasn’t afraid to take the reins and move forward after me. I respect Riff a great deal, not because he’s my friend, but because he understands how to make the pauldrons mean something. With that said, this will also mean that I am stepping away from BLN as a whole. Probably not forever, but I know that I’m getting to the point that I would rather spend my time focusing on an education and career for myself where I didn’t really before. I’ve had a lot of memories and met a lot of great people playing on this server, way too many to count. For those that didn’t like me but still bothered to respect me, thank you. For those that kept my chin up in tough times, thank you. For those that served under me in ARC, training you all was one of the best things I’ve ever done. If this post comes as a shock to any of you, feel free to contact me and we can talk about it in greater detail. I’ll still be kinda around over the next week so it’s not like I’m disappearing. But yeah, thanks for caring to read. Love you guys
    7 points
  3. Steam ID: I’m on mobile right now and will fill this out later Date of the ban: August 30th, 2021 Which Staff Member banned you?: Augur How long are you banned for: 2 Weeks Why were you banned?: Threatening to say the Nword in a discord call. That alone is a reason to be banned for 2 weeks and I’m not denying that but I’m trying to give context and explain more. The past couple weeks has been fucking rough for me and I’m not going to elaborate more due to it being very personal but I’ve been holding a lot of that In and had a lot of bad experiences on the server specifically today and I let that boil over into my attitude and I was not a nice person today I’m not going to lie. I’ve been playing this server for almost (if not) 5 years and I’ve only been banned maybe 2-3 times max. I would like to state I threatened to say it I won’t deny this yes but I did not utter the word and I had no Intention to I let shit boil over and just made a stupid decision out of anger. If I don’t get unbanned or my ban shortened I fully understand and I do understand the meaning behind the word because I do feel like I need to state that. I would like to apologize to acapella on this appeal, I just recently rejoined the EM team and then I do this dumb shit. I apologize if anyone who plays this server feels offended or hurt by my threat. DM me if you took offense to this and I’ll try to explain my feelings right now. Thank you for reading this and again I apologize and I really mean that.
    6 points
  4. So here's what you need to understand. If it hasn't been clear to you, I've never been the biggest "fun police" guy. I have battalion members who repeatedly get arrested that I don't demote because it's harmless fun. I'm not even against the idea of EMs being loose with their power usage for the sake of the players fun. You and I are both on the same page on the idea that less than serious uses of power for the player's enjoyment is completely okay. I've told countless EMs that. This is why I'm not mad at Headlock, for example, who is reported to have joined in on the hijinks. What I don't think "many people" know is that you were not an EM at the time, abusing powers you should not have had. I went out on a limb to give you a chance to someone who showed to me a genuine desire to EM, even though I was apprehensive about your prior behavior. The week of this abuse, I went through a 3-day song and dance about whether or not you would stay on the team, with you flaking on a first event twice. That by itself is TOTALLY fine. You wanted to take an LOA, something that looked like it was going to be longer term, and I was READY to accommodate you. You said you could do the event, I was happy, you talked to me about your nerves and I was more than excited that you actually cared. Then, the morning of the event, you resign from the team completely, and have the audacity to abuse later in the day? This is what I need you to understand. You were not an EM. This was not ok because you were not an EM, using powers that you shouldn't have had, taking advantage of the fact that they had not been removed yet. You logged into the server, where individuals who were capable of removing your powers were on, and didn't make an effort to remove them. On top of that, it was NOT after hours, and there was a 10th in character meeting that you were definitely interfering with. If your focus was so set on the player's enjoyment and the fun they were having, you know what you could have done? AN EVENT. I do not have an issue with your less than serious uses of power, I have an issue with you giving nothing back to the team, leaving it and IN THE SAME DAY still thinking it's okay to use your powers like nothing happened. I've got enough stuff on my plate, and to hear about a guy who's not even EM abusing his powers was not a good addition to the day. I went out on a limb for you and let you on the team, and you 1. don't do events, and 2. minge with your powers even after your resignation. I am most frustrated by the fact that I have yet to receive even an apology.
    6 points
  5. Loading Documented Archive …. …. …. Turtwig: “Hmmm, let’s see who I’m replacing, what gap am I to fill?” …. Successfully Loaded SERIAL ID: CT-9026 Turtwig: “Wait… that number… it can’t be…” -WARNING- FILES ENCRYPTED ALL NON-PERMITTED PERSONAL WILL BE INTERROGATED AND/OR COURT MARTIALED BY REPUBLIC INTELLIGENCE -WARNING- Turtwig: “So where’s that code Acapella gave me? Ah yes, here it is…” Please enter your access code __ __ __ __ __ __ Authenticating code …. …. Single-Use Code Accepted Welcome Colonel Acapella Profile: Master Sergeant CT-9026 of the 501st Legion (Pronounced missing in action on a very deadly mission to investigate some downed CIS ships) Turtwig: “It’s him! I always wondered what happened to one of the only remaining members of our squad. I never thought it would be like this, or that I would be replacing him. What the heck could’ve happened?” When CT-9026, known as Carrapace, was just an embryo, his growth chamber had a leak giving him various problems throughout his career. He would often be referred to as hyperactive, “defective” as some various kaminoans noted, and/or undisciplined. He would stay on Kamino and not fully end his training as quickly as the rest of his squad, although his rank would continue to increase, slowly, as he was put on Kaminoan guard duty on Tipoca City before entering the 501st Legion. His Squad included CT-REDACTED known as Turtle, CT-REDACTED known as Tortoise, CT-REDACTED known as Turtwig, and CT-REDACTED known as Tortuga. They all had a really peculiar interest in the shelled creature known as a turtle. He never expected he would hear anything from them again. When the war unexpectedly came to Kamino, he and the rest of his squad would be reunited. During the battle, the reunited squad of Turtle, Tortuga, Turtwig, Tortoise, and Carrapace would go unscathed. They would leave Kamino after the battle though, joining the 501st Legion and committing to other duties like serving with the crew of the Burstlink. Carrapace, though, would continue on guard duty at Tipoca City until further notice. Turtwig: “I don’t need his entire background story, I need to know how he got into the 501st and how the heck he went missing. Let’s see what this next part says…” Most of his squad was put into reserve in the 501st taking up positions of fallen members when needed, training and ranking up alongside them. Turtle was made an active member of the 501st, who was made NCO. This success would be short lived; as he would lose his NCO privileges and be replaced by more experienced CT-REDACTED “Bol7”. Even worse, he would be mortally wounded along with many other clones in another deadly battle. His last position was a Heavy First Sergeant. Tortuga would take his place in the interim while they found someone more experienced to replace him. It would seem they were right about needing someone with more experience because he was killed in action while charging alone towards a full force of attacking enemy battle droids. Turtwig: “That was too bad for Turtle, he died while being treated in a venators medbay, at least we got to see him before he passed. Tortuga really was always the arrogant one. It’s a shame that it cost him his life.” While needing to find a good replacement for Turtle, and now Tortuga, more quickly, Acapella and the staff of the 501st were scrambling for someone with active experience. Carrapace was finally released from Kaminoan guard duty and able to join his brothers in the 501st. Colonel Acapella got him right in with how drastic the situation was. Carrapace would continue to serve alongside the 501st Legion with the crew of the Burstlink as a Heavy First Sergeant. Turtwig: “Wow, that’s a pretty big promotion from guard duty. Why didn’t Acapella just choose me? I guess I got the position either way though…” Carrapace would survive many battles while serving alongside the Burstlink. He would also be a known troublemaker with the Coruscant Guard stationed with the Burstlink’s crew and be a very needy person for the medics that serve there too. He wasn’t very good at staying in cover and staying away from incoming fire. He thankfully has never been injured enough to be taken out of service. He was even kidnapped by a drug dealer, known simply as “Pablo” in order for him to sneak into the Burstlink’s ground base and attempt to sell death sticks. He wasn’t successful though, as he was instantly reported and detained. Pablo did attempt to escape, shooting at a Jedi multiple times and attempting to sell death sticks to a Jedi youngling. There were no Coruscant Guard available at the time, so the RI stunned him and interrogated him. The very talkative Pablo had Carrapaces armor on and was posing as him. Republic Intelligence even wrote a temporary watchlist report on Carrapace before realizing that an imposter was among them. Being very talkative, Pablo revealed the location of Carrapace. He even mentioned that he had hired a hitman to kidnap Carrapace. The reason no one noticed is because a fan of Carrapace that was injured and had the same armor was located in the medbay. Carrapace was visiting him when he was captured and wasn’t even noticed to be gone. Pablo was reported dead by Republic Intelligence just before they gave chase to the hitman. Any more information on the death of Pablo has been sealed by Republic Intelligence. Carrapace was quickly saved because the hitman had hidden in a small treehouse village very close to the base. He was found gagged and starved there. The Republic Intelligence quickly realized that the hitman had somehow used a device to see that Pablo was captured and no longer alive. So he left droids to kill Carrapace while he flew away in his ship. After a small confrontation with the droids, Carrapace was liberated. The hitman was able to escape right before the incursion, leaving behind two small drop ships of droids to cover his escape. Turtwig: “That’s a really hard-to-believe story. This is the Burstlink though, and that was a drug cartel, so I guess it could happen.” Carrapace would be promoted not long after this event, completing a duo simulation to test his skills. This would seem to be the last promotion he would ever receive, sadly, because of his next big mission. The mission was to investigate a few downed CIS ships, and confront the survivors. It quickly became more than that though. Multiple, long thought dead, clones were found being held captive on board the CIS ships, which lead them to a town where they found themselves surrounded on all sides by B2 Super Battle Droids and HMP Gunships. Carrapace was injured a few times, but was able to get back up and help his fellow soldiers save others who were injured. While everyone else went ahead into the sewers, subways, and other underground tunnels to escape the city, Carrapace and some other brave souls stayed behind to save the injured. This group included; a Jedi, some 14th Blaze Platoon soldiers, Carrapace, some Republic Commandos, and a medic. He would survive this incursion and escape. Sadly, his group got separated from the main group which was hiding out and surrounded by droids. Coming up behind the droids, they tried to clear a path to the group, which was stationed at a radio tower extremely close to them. Unfortunately, Carrapace was injured while running towards the tower, where he saw all of his comrades. Two B2s came up from behind his injured body and dragged him into a tunnel. He could be heard screaming by his brothers as he was forcefully being taken down into the depths of the planet. It was a truly brutal end to a mission. Luckily for the rest of the troopers, a fleet led by General Ares broke through the Seperatist fleet and saved the troopers. The venator that brought the Burstlinks crew was destroyed. Carrapaces last position in the 501st was an Assault Trooper Master Sergeant. Turtwig: “Such a horrible fate. I hope the Seppies go easy on ‘im. I’m sure they won’t, they’ve never been nice to their prisoners, if they even take prisoners… I guess I can talk to Acapella himself for the more, nitty gritty details of this mess.” Closing Documented Archive …. -WARNING- THE CODE USED TO VIEW THIS ARCHIVE WAS SINGLE USE MEANING YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO RETURN WITHOUT GETTING A NEW CODE FROM REPUBLIC INTELLIGENCE -WARNING- Are you sure you want to end the current session? YES NO …. …. Documented Archive Closed Successfully Turtwig: “Time to go talk to Acapella, I can’t believe that happened to Carrapace without me knowing. Well, can’t blame me, being a reserve, they never really give us too much information until they actually plan on using us.” P.S. If you haven’t noticed already, this was very much inspired by Dirtnap’s lore file but with my own twist.
    5 points
  6. Cold, utterly cold. The Clone Assassin knew this feeling all to well. That chill that runs up your spine and freezes you to the core. The blizzard winds that hit you and stabbed deep like a knife. It was happening again... The same dream, down to every detail. Hector could repeat the mission brief of his assignment down to the precise coordinates. The crunching sound the snow made as he ran forward. The blaster fire. The terrible sounds those things could make. Bones breaking, flesh tearing. The Swarm. He was right back to where he was. The Koprulu Sector, 22:00 hours, 2nd quadrant. Mission was simple enough, quick in and out, basic reconnaissance. Establish an FOB and return to orbit, to easy, right? If only. He was reliving it all, down to the last detail. Ended just like he remembered to, with a mutilated Valdez staring him down. Asking why. Even though that was not possible. He did not understand the meaning of this dream or why it was left on repeat on his mind but at least it was over...for now. Captain Hector jolted back awake as the transport set back down onto the Burst-Link. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and put his helmet back on, couldn't have the boys seeing him like that. Before the transport doors had even opened, his comms-link came to life with the voice of a Clone Officer requesting him to make his way to the brigs interrogation room immediately. With a sigh he exited the ship he arrived on and walked over to the brig. He was greeted by two 5th Fleet Troopers. One of them, a sergeant by the looks of it, requested his ID and that he leave any weapons he had down on the main floor. The Captain, slightly agitated already, flashed his ID and left his sidearms with the two. The Sergeant made a comment about his two wrist-mounted vibro-blades but it was clear that they were not coming off. With a shrug the shield to the brig was dropped and he was escorted inside. The Assassin questioned the officer as to what was so urgent that he had not even had time to brief his men on their next mission. The Officer replied that an RSB agent was quite insistent that he needed to talk to the Captain as soon as possible, unsure of what exactly he needed to know so desperately. The Captain already had his own reservations about the young origination known as the Republic Security Bureau but the faster he delt with this Agent the faster he could get back to work so better just to bite the bullet now and get things moving. The Sergeant came to a stop right outside the interrogation room doorway and took a security position. He informed Hector that the Agent was right inside, hopefully, it should not take long. Hector replied with a nod and entered the cell. Hector entered the poorly light room and the door in which he came through closed behind him with a definitive lock. He looked back as he was now isolated with this stranger. "Thank you for coming on such short notice Captain. I believe we have never been formally introduced." Hector turned to face this Agent, he was indeed correct. With only a glace he did not recognize this stranger. However he did see other things. Even from this distance Hector could tell his uniform was obnoxiously well presented, picture perfect. He was Clean shaven and his sidearm was cleaned to the point it shined in the limited light, the table was completely organized as well. The captain responded "You would be Correct Agent, I do not recognize you. But I am sure you know who I am." With a grin the Agent would reply, "Yes, you have quite the lengthy and impressive record CT-1418, one fitting that of our Republic Intelligence Director for this ship. But the official records are not why I wanted to speak with you today Captain. I am Aegon Valyrian, an Acting Operative for the RSB and a member of our Special Weapons and Research devolvement Division on board this ship. Please sit and remove your helmet I have a number of questions for you. While I cannot order you to do so, the information you provide could be incredibly useful." Hector was hesitant at the sound of RSB R&D and whatever they could possibly want with him but he knew the faster he told this Agent what he wanted to hear, the sooner this would be over. He relaxed himself and sat down, removing his helmet and prepared for some questioning. The agent slid some of his documents over to Hectors side of the table and started to record the conversation on his data-pad. The Agent looked across the table and with a serious expression on his face asked Hector without hesitation "Captain, what can you tell me of the 727th Hunter Killers, more specifically, What can you tell me about your interactions with Zero Magnus?"
    5 points
  7. I stumbled across a different squad system when I was visiting friends playing on a different server, and I believe BLN would enjoy it as well. I'll include a few screenshots provided from its content pack on the workshop. Features: - People can create their own squads and invite other players. These can be made private or public. - World position and vitals can be seen among squad members. - Ranks/Positions can be assigned to squad members. You can create your own as well. - Built in communication-action wheel. - There is a feature to mark positions, but given that this would take away purpose from ARF's macrobinocular swep, we may need to consider either looking for an alternative swep for ARF, or see to restricting or removing this feature. - Commands can be issued to the entire squad. Having seen its usage in a few events, I largely enjoy the look, feel, and features of it, and it would most certainly be an upgrade to our current squad system. Please consider it! As a side note, this is a paid addon. https://youtu.be/MYJE1rS6NUw https://youtu.be/lcmiqJezxS0 Content: https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=2686130557
    5 points
  8. This is Viper, here to complain about the situation with pilots. I’m sorta new to this whole forum thing, but that’s not the point, the point is that pilots is being neglected, I seem to be the only one who wants to do anything with it. Hell I want to be the CO or join the bloody thing, but the current CO hasn’t been on in ages, and everyone I’ve talked to says he can’t be demoted after months of inactivity. Sounds like a bunch of donkey balls. I just want to fly cool ships with a squad, I’m obviously dedicated. I just want to get something done with the Team.
    5 points
  9. Type of Suggestion: LFS Description of your suggestion: Replacement of Y-wings and UT-AT with working and improved versions Link to suggested content: New UT-AT replacement Steam Workshop::[LFS] UT-AT (steamcommunity.com). Y-Wing Replacements: Steam Workshop::[LFS]Y-wing / Y-wing-Bombardier (steamcommunity.com) OLD Versions which need to be replaced: OLD UT-AT: Steam Workshop::[LFS] UT-AT (OUTDATED) (Please use the new version of this addon) (This Addon will be inaccessible by 24.08.21) (steamcommunity.com) OLD Y-WING: Steam Workshop::[LFS] BTL-B Y-Wing Starfighter (REPUBLIC Y-WING) (steamcommunity.com)
    5 points
  10. On 6/19/2022, the BLN EM team started a week long Order-66 event line chronicling the Burst Link Venator's journey as the Republic transitioned into the new Empire. This post is a collection of announcements, screenshots, video clips, and a timeline of the events that transpired. Feel free to share whatever you have from the event! Order 66 ended on 6/25/2022 after a week of stories, missions, and good fun. Prelude: After BLN's box switch, we tried Order 66 a few times with varying degrees of success. It took a while, but eventually the perfect team came together. We did some planning. Figuring out what content to add was interesting... And the perfect draft came together. The Buildup: We engaged in a little misinformation to throw some people off... "Multiverse RP" was the leading theory. Day 1: Events done by the entire team. The Jedi receive a vague vision of places of safety in their mind. Before they depart on their next mission, they decide which of them will return to the Jedi Temple, and who will stay to assist the Burst Link. We made a notification and framed the event in a way that we hoped would throw the players off. They captured a tactical droid who actually knew nothing at all. The base was a derelict trap. (Credit: Walrus) And then it happened... Friends fight friends, brothers fight brothers. Clone Commandos and ARC face off against their less free-thinking brethren. An announcement was made. The document read as follows: "**I know what you’re thinking… “Imperial RP again??!?” HEAR US OUT!** The Imperial RP that took place last weekend was a result of an unfortunate shutdown of our server box by our host. The decision to do Imperial RP was motivated by wanting to make the server **something as opposed to shutting it down entirely for days.** While the EM team had our reservations, we figured it to be better for server longevity. It was poorly timed and cobbled together in the hopes of providing you with novel BLN entertainment. This week is more than a novelty. The EM team has planned this 6-day-long Order 66 event line since February, with talk about it going as far back as last summer. **This week will primarily take place during the transition period between the Republic and the Empire, with themed days specifically designed to put clones through development of their characters.** At the same time, this week will be a genuine fight for survival to see how far your clone will make it into **this iteration** of the Imperial era. It will take place in a separate continuity for this new generation of BLN players to experience Order 66. Please, GIVE US A CHANCE! After the event line, the server will be set back to the main BLN continuity. Order 66 will be followed by a proper placement further in the Clone Wars timeline relative to a point originating in Star Wars Legends. We don’t expect your faith to come blindly, so here’s some information on how the week will run, and the days to come. General Rundown: Clones will be surrounded by a gradual shift to Imperial leadership and equipment. Jedi will turn into the Inquisitorious, either by being turned to the dark side, or a completely new character as their original Jedi fights for survival in these unprecedented times. Jedi survivors will be figured out on the first day. Clones will be stationed on a base while not securing the new Empire’s rule. Look out for Defection Days (D-Days)! If you are a clone interested in leaving the new Empire, keep your eyes open for opportunities to break free of your inhibitor chip. They may come in very unlikely forms. ALPHA ARCs and Republic Commandos will have the option to defect from the getgo. If you can not make any of the days, please DM Acapella if you’re interested in defecting. Events should consist of 3-4 events fitting of the theme of the day. We have moments of fun reprieve scattered throughout. Order 66 will run from Sunday, June 19th, to Friday, June 25th. Day 1: Death of the Republic (Circa early 19 BBY) D-DAY This is how Democracy dies. Witness one of the greatest tragedies of the saga with a BLN twist. How would your character react to the slaughter of the Jedi and the rise of a new galactic empire? Day 2: Power of the Empire (Circa early 19 BBY) NEW D-DAY The new Empire can easily be seen as a strong start to a new order. It's widely loved, organized, and most of all, powerful. The Empire will move to pacify the Galaxy and reinforce its footholds on loyal worlds. Day 3: Servants of the Empire (Circa late 19 BBY) Being a servant of the Empire is a lot different than being a soldier of the Republic. At their worst, missions from Imperial high command can be deceptive, brutal, and disturbing. Many don't dare to challenge their orders, but sometimes, they're hard to follow. Day 4: Shadows of the Republic (Circa 18 BBY) D-DAY The Empire is doing its best to leave the Republic in the past, but their past does not wish to be forgotten. Separatist remnants and former Republic allies alike join together against the new Empire. It’s time to show them where they belong in the new galaxy. Day 5: “Heroes” of the Empire (Circa 17 BBY, Reconquest of the Rim) Propaganda, censorship, deception, elaborate coverups. Those are what make a hero of the Empire. Take a look behind the curtain, and being a hero of the Empire is a lot less picturesque than it sounds. What tragedies and hardships must one endure to be hailed as a champion of this new galaxy? Day 6: Spirit of the Republic (12 BBY, 12 BBY, 4 ABY) So much change in just under a decade. Few tangible reminders of the old order remain. Still, the memory of the Galactic Republic’s principles and ideals still remain. This is how the Spirit of the Republic will survive. We hope you’re excited as we are." So a day of hunting down Jedi and searching the Coruscant underworld was had, including these gems. In the Coruscant underworld, Jedi hid among the civilians. Notably, Sol Custos, Sendil, and Chris Bob. The clones were distracted by a red herring force user by the name of Bushido (and he did such a good job that all the players got mad at us). Still, the players enacted some pretty brutal strategies to catch strangers and old colleagues alike. Colonel Darion rounded up civilians for a sinister purpose... (Credit: Sendil) He caught the attention of Admiral Tarkin, who sent a regiment of Shock (including Commander Thire, who was not so kind to the Burst Link's resident Fox) to send a message to the Colonel. Although effective, his tactics were not so revolutionary, and could drag negative attention. The frustrated officer informed them of the lengths he went to stop information from spreading, and ordered them to be assigned to a new front at a parade the following day. At the end of the day, there were some who proved to be survivors, and some who sadly perished. Day 2: Events done by Harrier, Lance, Daus, and Acapella. On board the ship, the clones had some troubles with younglings. The first mission started with cracking down on the Black Sun in an event hosted by Lance. There, they killed Jedi Chris Bob. However, they were soon called elsewhere. Daus ended up handling the parade, which was supposed to end quickly and be followed up by an event. However, I was having some very frustrating issues. BUT I DID IT ANYWAYS WHEN I LOADED IN WITH 30 SOMETHING PLAYERS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT! A message from General Resh is left when they return to the ship on their way to Umbara. Additionally, Jedi Master Lighthaven snuck aboard the Burst Link, helping some clones escape. However, due to the work of Officer Ollie, they would not escape for long... (technically a year in game, a day in real time) The battle is gruesome, but the arrival of formidable Imperial walkers helps turn the tide in the Empire's favor. Well, "formidable" as they could be in the muddy terrain. Day 3: Events done by Jek and Harrier. After some delay, another event was underway. The Jedi Knight Xyrus Zykra is slain by Lord Vader on Kashyykk. Day 4: Events done by team, Morgrim and Quad, and Daus. On Ryloth, the clones stop rioters from advancing into the capital city, halting them on a holobridge. After growing tensions, the protestors plummet to their deaths as the bridge is turned off. Clones push into the Twilek settlements, searching for more dissenters. Knight Sol Custos narrowly escapes their grasp... They also find themselves in a peculiar trap set by the Free Ryloth movement, a car wash... (Credit: Torch) Garrys_Mod_2022.06.22_-_16.52.59.11.DVR_Trim_2.mp4 The year 19 BBY concludes with the Siege of Daimar. The Empire's blockade around the world, intended to starve out the people, prompts a militaristic response. The Burst Link Venator crashes, and they see are forced to regroup planet side, seeing the tragedy on world first hand. In the battle, Jedi Sendil flees. Dirtnap, Harpy, and Jedi Lighthaven perish on Salient. Blaming the clones for bringing the Empire to their location, Saw Gererra gets in a heated dispute with Crimace and Vanitas. They part ways. Day 5: Events done by Crimace, guest EM Xenu, Harrier Xenu joins our team for a wonderful guest event with a cool ass dupe. Day 5, the final day: Events by EM team By the year 12 BBY, the Burst Link has lost many of it's original clone crew. Much of their numbers comprises of recruits from around the galaxy, known as TK or Stormtroopers. Experimental Dark Troopers, soulless mechanical monsters, are sent with the Burst Link on their deployments. Little do they know the Dark Troopers are their former brothers, Darion, Kerk, and Jek. The final day recap... Oh and and And so we close off with... This post is definitely a bit late, but I figured it would be nice to have to remember such a fun experience by. Please share your screenshots, clips, messages, and memories overall! I want to end this post with one thing. Sing your praises more openly to EMs (and really creatives in general), both on the big and little things. I think there's been a significant lack of recognition there lately. Remind them why they make these things, for you!
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  11. ඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞ Have your heard of the popular hit game among us? It’s a really cool game where 1-3 imposters try to kill off the crewmates, while the crew has to finish their tasks or vote off the imposters to win. It’s 5 dollars on steam and other consoles but it is free on App Store and Google Play. ඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞඞ
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  12. Steam Name: 60HoursInADay SteamID: STEAM_0:0:105134189 Hours played on the server: 3d 3h 57m 57s (If you want to see something thats probably a little closer to my actual playtime you can look at my hours on gmod considering 90% of my time on gmod is on this server. I barely played the game before I joined BLN and Ive hardly played any other server at all.) Do you have any previous experience moderating servers?: Not on anything like this What made you interested in applying for Staff ?( 100 word minimum): I've always really enjoyed helping people with any issues they might be having with pretty much anything. I believe I will be able to help people more efficiently with their issues if I join the staff team, which is not only better for them but also more enjoyable for me. Even now I love doing anything I can to help new players get involved in the community and have a good time seeing as getting to know new people is always fun and adds variety in personality to the server. I would like to play a larger role in helping this community grow and I think that the staff team is a good place to do that. I've been on this server for quite a while now and I've had loads of enjoyable experiences. I only feel its fitting to try and help others enjoy their time as well.
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  13. Name: CT-6666 Callsign: Sixes "Get lost, Sheev. I don't take orders from you." "Oh, Sixes, I'm so sorry, I didn't know this was your frequency" -Sixes and Sheev after Sixes was accidentally contacted to execute Order 66 Designation: Sixes replaced the entire 66th Squadron for Jedi Bob, the 66th's Jedi General, and the two are an unstoppable duo. On request, and if he feels like it, Sixes will occasionally assist the Burst Link on difficult missions. History: Post-War: "Legacy"
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  14. Type of Suggestion: Script Description of your suggestion: Fire has a tendency of spreading super easily and is extremely potent for causing performance issues. From my understanding, there is a hefty list of server commands to help regulate a variety of feature that vFire offers. I'd advocate for reducing how much fires can spread, and how long fires last. There is a list of server commands that may help that. Link to suggested content [Optional]: https://steamcommunity.com/workshop/filedetails/?id=1525218777
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  15. ARC Roster/Information ARC Troopers are considered among the finest soldiers in the Grand Army of the Republic, representing the best a clone trooper can possibly be. They can be easily recognized by their dual pauldrons and other unique armor attachments which are exclusive to ARC-trained individuals. Traits such as leadership, bravery, initiative, adaptability, and commitment are what we look for in particular. ARCs are trained to know how to hack electronics, plant detonator packs, and defuse explosives and are expected to carry that knowledge into events. This may cause them to not play in the same role or squad for very long and will instead move around and split up across the entire force. ARC Application: Instead of ARC being invite-only, you can request to enter training via filling out an application that can be found here: ARC Application Applications will be looked over within a few days after a trooper submits one. The verdict will be decided with input from other active Alpha and Bravo ARCs, as well as the applicant's current CO. As soon as we've made a decision, we will privately notify you and give you info for your next step(s). If your application is denied, you will have to wait 2 weeks to make another one. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ ARC Spreadsheet: A much more detailed and frequently edited roster/info page/history sheet for all ARC can be viewed by anyone here: ARC Spreadsheet _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ ARC Roster: Activity Key (++) Very active - On the server just about every day (+) Active - On the server a few days each week (-) Inactive - On the server less than once a week (Risk of demotion/removal) (TBD) To be determined (LOA / RA) Leave of Absence / Reduced Activity Commanding Officer Alpha 67 1LT Riff (++) Executive Officer N / A Alpha ARC Troopers Alpha ARCs are a group of one hundred Jango Fett clones each personally trained from birth by the bounty hunter himself. The Alphas display enhanced combat proficiency and tactical know-how, as well as the ability to tamper with enemy electronics and utilize compact explosive devices. The Burst Link's Alpha-class ARCs are adaptive at heart with a penchant for unorthodox tactics and can perform well in almost any environment or battle scenario. This may cause them to float between multiple different squads during certain missions. If a trooper passes their training and becomes an Alpha ARC, they must act as a different character than their previous one. If an Alpha is killed off in RP during an event, it will be treated as a hard PK due to their lore background. There are no two Alphas of the same number, and there is no player that should be allowed to have two different Alpha characters. Alpha 68 MSGT Walrus (LOA / RA) Alpha 65 PFC Cheese (+) ARC Trainee Wildcard (++) ARC Trainee Ovoz (++) Bravo ARC Troopers Battalion ARCs, nicknamed "Bravos", are standard clones that have shown excellent traits and proficiency during combat. Given that the trooper desires, they will receive training from ARC leadership to be able to better serve their battalion. Depending on its size, there will only be a max of one or two Bravos to each battalion at a time. If a trooper passes their training and becomes a Bravo ARC, they will return to said battalion with access to the Bravo ARC armor and loadout as well as advanced TechRP, DemoRP, and DefusalRP. If a trooper was a part of a sub-battalion beforehand, their ARC loadout will replace their old gear/status. Promotions for the trooper will be handled by their CO, but must first be given the go-ahead by ARC leadership. Bravo ARCs can also be demoted or even removed by ARC leadership if they think they fail to meet ARC's expectations. ARC training is a privilege and can be taken away at any time. 212th SGTM Dirtnap (++) 7th MSGT Jek (+) 833rd SSGT Hours (+) ARC CPL Cable (TBD) 212th SPC Ken Tuckey (+) 501st PFC Pershing (+) ARC Trainees ARC Trainee Jaws (TBD) ARC Trainee Aeolus (TBD) If a trooper's application is accepted, they must pass a two-week trainee phase before graduating to Alpha or Bravo ARC status. Over the course of those two weeks, they will be graded on multiple challenging sims that test their worthiness in combat. When not doing sims, they will be monitored for activity on the server and performance during events. If you fail your trainee phase, you must wait 30 days before reapplying. ARC Trainee Wildcard (++) ARC Trainee Ovoz (++) _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ General Information: Quotes "You can't convince Alpha ARCs of anything by rational argument. They're every bit as obtuse and impulsive as Fett, believe me." - N-11 Ordo "We're shoulder-to-shoulder on those front lines... Brothers! And sometimes we may quarrel, but no matter what, we are united. Rule one: we fight together. So who's ready to step up first?" - Commander Colt giving a speech to Clone Cadets "I've got an idea." "Well, let's hear it. Quickly!" *Fives puts a cable attachment on his pistol* "Grappling gun. Good thinking." "Get ready to hold on!" "That's why he's the ARC trooper." - Anakin, Rex, and Fives discussing a plan to rescue Tup Equipment Armor - Prototype phase 2 armor: Also known as phase 1.5 armor, this armor is worn by many ARC troopers and still sees use even after the mass production of its completed version. - Additional attachments: Double-sided pauldrons and strapped kamas supplemented with plated chest, forearm, and shin armor as well as rangefinders and sidearm holsters are all utilized by ARC troopers in order to increase their combat effectiveness. Many of these attachments are unique to the ARCs and make them more easily recognizable. Weapons - Westar-M5 blaster Alpha Westar-M5: A modular version of the standard Westar used exclusively by Alpha ARCs. It features removable attachments and multiple firing modes that allow them to adapt to different combat scenarios. - Reciprocating quad blaster - Dual DC-17 pistols Utility - JT-12 jetpack - Grapple gauntlet - Utility backpack _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ CO Pauldron Training: ARC provides training to the most prestigious COs on the Burst Link. ARC-trained COs have access to all ARC armor attachments, the standard ARC trooper loadout, and advanced tech, demo, and defusalRP privileges. To be considered for ARC training as a CO, you must first meet the following requirements within your battalion: - Have an active XO - Have at least 2-3 troopers on the server daily ARC-Trained COs: Acapella (501st Legion) Hector (Republic Intelligence) *You must still fill out an application to be considered for ARC training as a CO. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ Alpha Numbers: Alpha numbers are a privilege meant for members of Alpha ARC. upon retiring from ARC, you must have confirmation from ARC leadership to be able to keep them. That being said, you are not entitled to your Alpha numbers. There will still be requirements: - You must be leading a battalion - You will still need to maintain good behavior and activity - Joining a battalion that's not at all associated with ARC will strip you of your Alpha numbers (RC, Medcorps, Naval, etc.) Retired Alphas: Alpha 66 Crimace (833rd Crimson Corps) Alpha 14 Mustang _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ Fallen Heroes: Alpha 01 Interritus Alpha 10 Blue Alpha 16 Hoplite Alpha 22 Fuze Alpha 27 Hero Alpha 34 Viking Alpha 45 Dice Alpha 53 Artus Keeli ARC Tragic 501st ARC Kyramud 108th ARC Pulsar ARC Trainee Porgchop
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  16. Not quite sure if you guys would have wanted me to revise it or not after the last app but left it the same Steam Name: Rett ( https://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198817704119 ) SteamID: STEAM_0:1:428719195 Hours played on the server: I had probably around 800 hours on the old box then after the change maybe another 100+ and I'm at a little over 24 hours since Do you have any previous experience moderating servers?: I was previously a part of the BLN staff team but took a leave after losing interest and not being a fan of the way things were at the time. Other than that I've only moderated on a couple Roblox games and within smaller discord servers. What made you interested in applying for Staff ?( 100 word minimum): I’ve recently come back to the community and have been enjoying my time back and becoming staff again has piqued my interest once more. Really just wanting to join the staff team to help out on the server again and to help people have a good enjoyable time while they play. I feel with the experience I have with the community and my time on the server I could be a relatively useful addition to the team. The player base of BLN and the server as a whole (despite the issues on the new box) is a lot more enjoyable to me so I’d gladly come back and help out on the server as staff. That's about all I've got discord Rett#3953 for any further info.
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  17. ACCESSING FILE. . . . . WELCOME BASIC INFORMATION Name: Sarvan Za'ya Tuus Species: Kel Dor Age: 19 Profession: Logistics, Engineering Height: 5'0 Planet of origin: Dorin Relatives/Connections: Kassa Tuus, Bik'ta Tuus, Turu Dastota (Deceased), Veril Flern, Sanna Sh'ek BIOGRAPHY Raised on the Kel dor homeworld of Dorin, in the Pu'Suvu district of Ra'keln city, Sarvan Za'ya Tuus is the child of Kassa Tuus and Bik'ta Tuus, two lesser Kel Dor nobles. She and her family are a part of clan Tu'uusa, one of the minor clans in the current kel'dor society. Her early life is not well documented, but from what information we have obtained via interviewing, Sarvan Tuus's younger years were heavily influenced by industry and a love for vehicles. Sarvan had planned out a career of becoming an engineer when she was as young as 9. When she reached the age of 14, her family moved to the industrial world of Fondor, a trip organised by her father to help her to reach her dreams. Her father had established a business called "Tuus repair jobs", which was focused on repairing speeders, and was their source of income during their years on the planet. To further assist her father with his business- and for her future career goals- Sarvan had joined the Fondor Academy of Engineering and Design, where she spent three years working and refining her skills to become a engineer. Information from the academy suggests that Sarvan was an astute engineer, although her often klutzy nature had hindered her ability. After three years inside the academy, she earned a diploma in engineering and repair, and returned to her father to continue the family business. During her time at the Academy, she had made aquaintence with a Zabrak named Turu Dastota, and the two formed an intimate connection. Their families became close and the two had arranged to become married in the near future. After her time in the Academy, she joined the republic navy as an apprentice and served for about two months before finally being assigned aboard the Pelta-class medical frigate Horizon. By the end of her time in the Academy, The clone wars had been in effect for a year. After her fathers' business had shut down due to a new Seperatist prescence, she left Fondor and her family behind. Sarvan's Parents then moved back to Dorin, and it is suspected her father, Bik'ta Tuus, trained in the arts of Baran Do upon returning. Aboard the Horizon, Her duties were maintaining malfunctioning equipment and making constant repairs to the Pelta-class' hyperdrive and medical equipment, constantly having to be repaired due to supply runs. The Horizon had made a name for itself, having made multiple expeditions across the outer rim, evacuating citizens from combat areas and delivering supplies to blockaded worlds. The Horizon took part in the battle of Belsavis, [See EXPUNGED FILE], helping to evacuate prisoners captured by the Seperatists. However, during a questionable operation by the ship's captain to relocate citizens from Seperatist Fondor to Kuat [See EXPUNDED FILE], the Horizon was trailed by the Conquest, a CIS Omni class support vessel. The Omni had caught the Horizon in a tractor beam, and was promptly boarded by BX Commando-Droids. During the boarding, Many of the crew were injured and a few were killed, including Turu Dastota. The Horizon was taken to a secret CIS mining station in the mid rim, with its remaining crew becoming prisoners and used as slave labour on the station. Four weeks after the Horizon was hijacked and captured by the Conquest, the Venator Star Destroyer Challenger located, attacked and boarded the station. The 187th and 104th clone Legions had led the siege, rescued the prisoners, assisted the Horizon and her crew in their escape and destroyed the Conquest. The retrieval of vital information regarding CIS activities were also recovered, including information about Seperatist forces on Polus. Once the Horizon had travelled back to Coruscant, Sarvan retired from her role aboard the frigate and went to the republic navy headquarters to request for relocation and stationing on the Challenger. Her request was denied, due to her being inexperienced and the Challengers dutes, but instead was transferred to a republic military base on Vardos where the crew of the former Burstlink had been stationed after their Venator was captured by Seperatist forces. Her position on the base is as a Logistics officer, offering diagnostics of reactor systems and occasionally assisting in defensive situations. Note: Sarvan Tuus' request to own property in Vardos city has been denied, due to decisions passed on by the local governer. INTERVIEW LOGS Agent Jaxon: "Begin recording. Miss Tuus, thank you for your time, I promise i'll try not to get too personal with the questions." Sarvan: "Oh, that's fine, and please, you don't have to call me "Miss Tuus", sir." The agent scoffs Agent Jaxon: "Alright then, Za'ya." Sarvan appears to be visibly flustered. Agent Jaxon: "Lets begin. First question, why did you join with the republic navy in the first place?" Sarvan: "Oh, well it started when I was younger. I remember looking up at the skies of Dorin fascinated by the ships that would travel back and forth from the surface to the stars. I had dreams of commanding my own ship one day, flying it wherever I wanted, racing through space. My first assignment wasn't exactly what I had dreamt, but it sufficed." Agent Jaxon: "I see. Moving on." The agent shuffles his papers Agent Jaxon: "How do you feel about your current assignment, to the Burst link?" Sarvan: "The Burstlink are...interesting. While I haven't met many troopers in the grand army, I didn't expect them to act...like they do. Maybe it's just a few bad apples, but i've met genuinely good people here, like Ollie and Dess. They remind me of my peers from my day in the academy, back on Fondor. I've also spoken to...at least one jedi, I believe. Its very interesting how their beliefs differ from our Baran Do, despite descending from almost identical beliefs and core structures. Oh, uh, sorry if I went a little off there, I studied a little bit of religion in my spare time and I guess I unintentionally went off a bit there." Agent Jaxon: "Not an issue, information is information, after all." The agent shuffles his papers again, slowly nodding. Agent Jaxon: "Lets see here...during an unlawful relocation of civillians by the commander of the Horizon, you were captured and taken to a Seperatist prison station. What happened while you were there?" Sarvan nervously taps her clawed fingers against the table Sarvan: "That's...ahem It was quite an experience. Everything happened so suddenly. We were boarded and those that survived were put into cells, then moved onto the station. The CIS had us work there, tracking ship activity, fixing damages that would leak lethal chemicals or shock you to death. Instead of using their droids for these tasks, they instead used us, just shows that the only thing the CIS actually cares about is lining their pockets. What a load of Qr'tha." The agent chuckles and smiles, it appears as if hes about to say something, but stops himself. He picks up the papers in front of him. Agent Jaxon: "Next question." REST OF FILE CURRENTLY RESTRICTED VIEWING OF FILE WILL RESULT IN ASSET TERMINATION
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  18. [Archivists' note: This publicized memospore has been translated to Basic from Kalmeris at the behest of its dreamer. Said dreamer has also requested the boot-up process be left alone and the terms for "homeworld", "Jedi", "Order", and "Temple" stay in Kalmeris. The verbidroids complied without hesitancy.] * * * Fear not. Quaternary; assuming alpha-beta-alpha; 36178-42195; 52.67832145 Quaternary; assuming ayem-bedt-ayem; 26128-84821; 73-6 Tertiary; assuming payem-koht-payem; 301-425 ZERO-SUM VENTURE... RETURN TRUE... VERIFICATION 5 Cogitocode: The alarm of a brewing kettle of absinthe, below a window revealing a rainbow-flecked city; try to feel pleasure ACCESS GRANTED RELEASING MEMOSPORE * * * /******** * FEAT knock {(XARXETENDRIL k14569) re:KALMR} ; DRM.SLV.LOG [TENDRIL KNOCKED, STRINGFORM TAUT] * FEAT letfly; DRM.SLV.LOG [*TWANG*] // KUL.DOM. NILIPRISM === AWAKE; DRM.SLV.LOG [HALT: YOU ATTEMPING TO IMPREGNE THE LAWFUL DOMINION OF KAL-KALTMERETH. ARRAY KULDMATHS NOW OR SUFFER THE BEST TECHNIQUES] * summing[0,8]array {Sn6k3, Dr6g0n, Wh6l3, M07h, F0x, B36r, W0lf, H6wk}; DRM.SLV.LOG [GREETINGS. HOW MAY I~WE BE OF SERVICE?] * glyphcast [horripilator:v360 221] toSHELL == GREAT KHALMOR; DRM.SLV.LOG [YOUR WHIM IS MY PURPOSE…] * * * May this dream be inscribed by 50.999999992% of Their datacortices in fractals. To begin, a basic description of myself: I am now-Master Sendil ata Tsirelsyn 'cal Errinorne etcetera etcetera of the Jedik Noris. In the entry numbered two-hundred-six, I knowingly neglected my time on Our hamenirn, Nilcestumir. Although I willingly left when I could be considered barely even an adult, I still had a few years enough to remember most of everything. You and I will think of this entry as a session of trivia, a chance to learn things from the, to you, oldest Master of your Venator's noris. As this memospore is naturally linked to the Khalm[OR], I am restricted from speaking anything unnecessary or revealing. I need to watch my wording. Starting off, I will begin with myself. I am a Kalmer born of Nilcestumir, the capital world of the Kalmeri Dominion, neighbor and ally to the Chiss Ascendancy. I am three-hundred-seven years old, having a lot of my Khynaster Steps spent willingly reclusive and confined to adas gardens, arcaneums, and sparring grounds which I self-dedicate to the Trinimacites. My most enjoyable hobbies are peaceful but incompatible with non-Kalmer asides from weapons collecting, historical archiving, among others. I was born in the area around Firsthold, the first known then-town-then-city-now-megalopolis to arise from our sundering. I was brought into a family of minor nobility which lives in a small estate in-between Firsthold and a clanhold called Hyanaire. I was around forty when I left for the Jedik Noris. Despite Their xenophobic and isolationist nature, the Kalmer of Corcaran, the region in which Firsthold lies, are constantly exposed to off-world trading and foreign interactions. Even my estate was next to a major road which leads to the ports and markets outside of the regional capital, so while we set crystalline lamps and dug terraces, mannoids and nu-mannoids and many other species would stop to observe in awe our gardens. I had already written of my time in the Noris, but to summarize it here for the sake of consistency, I had a hard time like everyone else, with the Quarren heretics being the most troubling. One had once assaulted me solely for our schism all those years ago. I trudged through the rest of my years as an initiate until I graduated. Centuries of peace continued, no wars to be fought except for the occasional rogue warlord or pirate band, so instead I spent my time in their library. It is said to be the second largest repository of knowledge in the galaxy, and while I could say the libraries of Kalinor are massive, this one did seem infinite. I won't bore you with the rightful exaggerating but I was able to learn much about multiple species, cultures, the Jedi themselves, and even outside opinions of Us. Even after spending so long cooped up in and around the Adas, I couldn't bring myself to eat or wear much foreign foods and clothing. Just thinking about anybody else touching my things is enough to make my skin crawl, even now... Nothing has changed much ever since my graduation, even during my time as a Knight and the prelude to Masterhood. I've learned how to be even more tolerant of alien races, those who would be put under in an instant by the more traditional Kalmer closer to Kalinor and Sunhold. The belief that We are superior, physically, spiritually, and magickally lingers despite its objectivity and can oftentimes make a presence. It isn't a problem or possesses the likeness of an illness, I have been able to "control" my wording better, though I will sometimes let my tongue loosen when there are a lack of consequential persons, just for teasing and for fun, of course. One thing I find myself concerned about is the wellbeing of one after meeting another Kalmer. I fight with mannoids to prove We aren't totally like what the rest of the galaxy say we are, even if it still is mostly true. Traditional as I am, I'd like my people to further receive the best economic deals possible. With the Clone War a-raging, it's quite difficult for even the therionauts of Kalinor to sell the Nenepalla's finest pearls... The empires of the Unknown hoard their own unique resources from us because a visiting commoner once held his nose in their presence or an Admiral preferred using his own clothe to theirs. Our Dominion should be described more as a federation instead. Cloudrest's clan's first colony-world was Alt Cumean, Firsthold's was Merryn, Sunhold's was Magnaia, etcetera... Even though the Khalmor laud over the capital world's Anuielectorate and have a say in what each planets' own Anuielectorate does, each worlds' clan, including the ruling clan, can do as they wish as long as it isn't against the Khalmori agenda. Albeit they all have several agents breathing down their necks to ensure the inner-stability of the Dominion. Our relationship with the Chiss Ascendancy has been a rather pleasant and smooth one, though it's had a few bumps in the past. Usually over the matter of Chiss criminals and how many goods we should get, but each species' technological power has been a boon for one another. We show them how to create exotic arts, they show us how to build new voidships. I don't believe I haven't said enough, but this has gone on long enough already, though I'm sure the fractals haven't even come close to shattering yet. I will now take this time to showcase the beauty of Nilcestumir in the face of civil unrest and the marring of our garden-world. Corcaran * These grand, wine-red rock spires and cliffs you see here make up the majority of the northern region of the island of Moridunon, better known as Corcaran, my home. Firsthold sits on the northwest tip, having a great history in playing as a key defensive structure, owing to its vast defenses and tourist industry. The king and queen have allowed the Ascendancy to set up their own port here as well. The machinations of the Great Orrery run through and betwixt these cliffs, proving alone the technological and religious might of the Kalmer. Cirathel * The salt flat of Cirathel sits on the southern portion of the isle of Moridunon, with the trade city of Velcadar in the center on an islet, continuing to produce the purest of salts, which the Chiss especially find delectable. In the dry season, the white sands are enough to cover entire ancient mausoleums until the monsoons begin hitting. These monsoons transform the flat into what seems like a giant mirror, which becomes a symbol of self-realization in Kalmer philosophy. Miscurin Desert * The sands of the Miscurin aren't really grains, but fragments of the bursts of the desert's large soulgems, which are in turn the results of the bursts from the largest of these soulgems, carved in ancient times by poet-architects to become the most powerful icon of Kalmer piety: The Crystal-Like-Law. Despite being a rather small wasteland, small satellite mausoleums surround the 'Law wherever they can, most of them owned by the most powerful clans in the entire Sector. Nilcestumir * I know what you're thinking, "Why is there a region with the same name as the planet?" The short answer is the same reason why the Khalmor saw it fit to rename the home-isle after the capital city when they gained power over the Anuielectorate. Anything more and I'll have their justiciars trying to inconvenience me. Nevertheless, Nilcestumir is the most densely populated area in the Sector, earning this right due to millennia of careful carving and sculpting by its farmers, gardeners, and moravonds to become an area in which being able to tell where city ends and wilderness begins is impossible. An unknowable number of pristinely manicured flowers and trees turn the entire region into what looks like one singular garden. Working alongside the people are magickal emplacements which were foci for the terraforming efforts so long ago, now acting as beacons which emit otherworldly light for the sake of art and beauty. The capital of the Dominion, Kalinor, sits on the western banks, itself in the shape of a giant flower. The fortress-island of Nilstern sits off the coast, making any sort of assault from all directions but east nigh impossible. [This post will be edited in the future to correct any mistakes, add and/or remove excerpts, and conduct any general tidying-up. Consider it in constant WIP.]
    3 points
  19. "Run, Burst Link, but in this abyssal sea of stars, your vessel will be swallowed whole." . .. ... High-pitched blaring is what greeted the Petty Officers' ears, idly ringing as stars swirled in his vision. A cold metallic feeling gracing his cheek, lying dormant against the floor of the bridge did both hands go to press against the durasteel floor that had oh-so welcomed his presence. Searing pain rippled through the clones arm as he grit his teeth, wincing in obvious pain. Heavy breaths racked at the clones figure.. though something was off.. smoke plagued the air of the bridge as he gained his bearing, shoving himself up against a fried console as he scanned past the glass that protected him from the vacuum of space. Greeted by the environment of hyperspace, the blue sheen showing along his tanned skin. Those blue, crystalline eyes peered down to meet the view of his arm. Warm, damp splotches along his right arm showed along the fine cloth of his tunic, that pinching stinging pain a constant reminder of what had happened. The double docked doors in the bridge opened, glowing celeste-colored visors making themselves apparent as a three man squad approached within the bridge, leading them a man in sleek, yet bulky armor, colored a starch white, idly holding a DC-17m, and donning a officers pauldron and a officers visor. Two troopers of a similar armor set breached in beside him, all in unison as the leading commander scanned over the damages of the bridge, one hand moved itself away from his DC-17m. One hand motion from the commander moved the troopers that had moved in formation with him. Commanding them to begin work on the bridge, the two other troopers donning the same armor as the leading officer, with unique variations of markings to differentiate themselves. ..Commandos, a group of troopers he had grown to like in the coming days, all it meant is he had less work on his plate as he finally began to slide down the console, back pressed against the fried console as he felt that slow trickle down his arm. What.. had happened, how did they survive? The edges of his vision blurred as the leading commando began to approach him, his senses failing him as he thought back on it. Ah. Now he remembered. - Adrenaline coursed through his mind as the Petty Officer stared out the glass at the army of the attacking fleet, "Charge the Four dual-DBY-827 turbo-lasers among our starboard to sixty percent!" shouted the Petty Officer, staring down the fleet of enemy ships. They could hold there own, he knew they could, he hadn't been through hell and back to retreat. His pride had gotten the best of him. "Inform the troops of a code yellow and for them to hold there battle-stations!" Then did voice above him speak, a synthetic one. "Turbo-lasers charged at sixty percent capacity, Petty Officer Third Class, Ollie." Spoke out the synthetic voice, one he had grown to reconcile with, and worked with among his other compatriots along the bridge, taking a deep breath did he clear his throat. "Fire on the Munificent Abeam to starboard! Raise our upper hull shields to eighty percent capacity and maintain direct constant fire on either Munificents with our two medium dual turbo-lasers and the dual DBY-827 turbo-lasers off to our port bow at eighty five percent power." Watching the turbo-lasers fire upon the Munificent among there starboard, it made him grin almost, watching those shields respond and damage be cast among it was a achievement to him. Little did the Petty Officer know, imminent failure would soon be upon him. The click of those dress shoes against the bridge floor continued as Ollie neared the front consoles near the reinforced glass of the bridge. Watching the destruction his weapons brought on a single frigate of the CIS. Though that near-grin among the officers face, soon began to turn sour, into what could only be described as a grimace. His.. weapons weren't firing. A single blink as distress slowly began to build in the Naval Officers mind clearing his throat as he called out to his artificial assistant among the bridge, "Shackles, did you not hear my command, retaliate with constant fire on the Munificents on our port bow with our two medium dual-turbo-lasers and the DBY-827 turbo-lasers at eighty five percent." The officer quickly repeated, time was of the essence, a few seconds, even milliseconds could bring devastating damage if they weren't attacking, if they weren't constantly on the offensive. ".. Petty Officer Third Class Ollie, our weapons have overheated." Fright and Angst instantly build in the mans stature as he heard those words, overheated? That.. was impossible, from a charge up to seventy percent, no that was impossible, this ship was meant for fleet to fleet battle, how did that even happen? "Run a diagnostics, Shackles, now, do it- do it NOW!" the petty officer responded with angst building in his mind, quickly beginning his step over to the console as information flooded to it. His weapons systems, untouched, shields, fine, the engine room, operational, though the one thing had caught his attention.. The coolant to the weapons was no longer functioning as he deadpanned at the information relayed to him. For half a second did the clone stare at what he had been told, his arm raising up to his face as he touched the communications relay within his arm-band. The whine of the communications unit being heard as he ushered out his words into it. His thoughts coming out as jumbled as he knew what had happened. "Troopers, search the ship for any onboard droid parties, I need any free hands to fix our weapon coolant immediately!" Ending the communications message did he quickly press himself back over to the glass showcasing the battle, the volley of CIS ships firing down amongst the Venator they inhabited. Blue-luminescent shields flickered before his eyes, with there weapons unable to work, he had to make a choice that his pride would conflict with. Grimacing out did his hand ball up, "Shackles, plot a course away from these ships, find us a way out of here!" They couldn't take all of this fire and be unable to give a offensive, they were going to die if he couldn't find them a way out of there. His pride had got the best of him, to take a challenge that he knew most would push away. Some would have chosen the option to flee while they still could. "Petty Officer Third Class, Ollie. I have found no hyperspace pathways without Separatist Occupancy." Something he didn't want to hear as he began to press over to the nav-map, staring over it with those desperate blue eyes now, scanning for a way to get out of this.. slaughtering, multiple alerts popping up on various terminals behind him as panic began to grip at the edges of his psyche. "Shackles, deplete power from any systems that aren't being used and supply them to our shields, buy us time, I need- I need some time." the officer blurted out as he began to look among the nearest systems, panicked eyes looking among the planets nearby. Calculations and coordinates plagued his mind, in a attempt to find any system with the least amount of space crowded by Separatists. Havoc ensued across communications, an attempt from the Burst Link troopers to fight off the invading droids, pilots so desperately fighting against the looming doom outside of the ship. He needed time, the yelling in his ears, the chaos that was soon to assume, he couldn't let this happen because of himself. He should have known he was outgunned from the beginning, the surprise attack.. it was all working in the enemies advantage. Finally. He had found a system to jump to, somewhere he had found less of a presence of Separatists forces. Pressing his way back towards the console could he see the damages of the shield, slowly climbing down from twenty percent was the shields, all the while beyond the glass, in the open space, from beyond the enemy fleet, did a ship begin to press forward. A providence class destroyer, having lurked in the shadows behind the fleet, waiting for it's time to earn it's kill. It was.. different, modified almost, with thicker fin-like communications, and a sensor structure having been added onto it. From what he had learned with most encounters, most Providence cruiser warships didn't even.. have that. Beginning to manually set the ship's hyperspace coordinates in for another system did the ship finally begin to turn. Turbo-lasers firing down onto the ship, breaking past the shield and slamming against the Venator's armor, smoke billowing from the point of impact as the ship shook violently. The ships alarms beginning to sound as the lights flickered. Bracing himself against the nav-console did he greet his teeth. "Shackles, send us into hyperspace into the slotted coordinates, now!" The naval yelled as he looked past the reinforced glass at the ever-approaching Providence. "Petty Officer Third Class, Ollie, multiple systems are damaged, are you sure you wish to engage with the Hyperspace protocol? Internal damages could lead to potential fatalities." Chimed the Artificial Intelligence, with a sour look did the Naval Officer look up to the voice, "Shackles, without hyperspace this ship will be destroyed and fatalities will ensue, engaging the Hyperspace protocol we have a chance to survive, a chance to live beyond this. I'd rather take a chance then let all of these troopers die here right now! Engage the hyperspace protocol Shackles." a repeat of his command as he looked up to the Providence, staring at the face of death that was approaching. "Ollie, just send us pilots the coordinates for wherever your going yeah?" A certain quarren jedi yelled out over communications, "Of course, just..- stay safe, this is all just, one big mess." Ollie had muttered into the comms, turning to view the outside space beyond the bridge and reinforced glass. Ignition of the hyperspace drive sounded as the ship locked in the coordinates of where the Petty Officer had calculated. The edges of space began to fold in on itself outside beyond the reinforced glass of the bridge, the open abyss of space slowly turning blue as everything stretched outside of the bridge. Though a message relayed itself across a open communications channel, each trooper on the ship hearing the dreadful message. "Run, Burst Link, but in this abyssal sea of stars, your vessel will be swallowed whole." It's the final thing the Petty Officer had heard before everything had gone black. . .. ... His senses finally came back to him a hand resting on his good shoulder, a armored one shaking him back to consciousness as he looked about. Worried eyes scanning along the bridge as he looked about wildly. "I-.. what happened? Let me- let me get started on the repairs." an attempt to force himself up was made, but that hand on his shoulder curled inwards, keeping him sat down. The white-starch armor of the republic commando had been finally recognized by the Petty Officer as a vocoded voice rang out to his ears. "My squad is already on it, Petty Officer, I've got two cadets on the terminals that were fried and some of my Commandos fixing any internal damages wide-spread across the ship." those blue eyes went to stare up to the commando as he gently nodded to himself. Kneeling down did the commando in the white starch armor and officers pauldron begin to rip a portion of that tunic into a long strip, setting it under the Petty Officers arm and tying it above where that stinging was coming from. Tightly securing the makeshift-tourniquet along his bicep, helping to control the bleeding of that shrapnel in his arm. ".. should stop the bleeding until we get one of those medics up here, Sergeant Morgrim or Valross can look you over to get that shrapnel out of you." that vocoder of his helmet relayed out to him as he gently nodded. The usually restrained and formal man, now a slight pale color as he began to sit himself up. ".. I, thank you, repairs can be t-too much sometimes, do you have a name I can call you by, Commando? At least for aiding in reparations of the ship and bridge." asked out Ollie, tired eyes scanning along the spec-ops unit in the bridge, quietly working away before focusing on their lead. Readjusting the DC-17m in there hold, did the commando stare over at the officer for a few seconds chuckling out, "1st Lieutenant Gawain, and these are my Commandos.. just glad we didn't blow up mid-hyperspace." The high ranking commando muttered out, turning on his heel. Surveying the work between his cadets and commandos. All the while the Petty Officer was left to his own thoughts, in all his months of leading, taking charge.. had he never experienced something like that. Perhaps he was ill-prepared, or just not expecting the sudden clash. It had shaken him, the threat of nearly being killed in battle because of his pride.. it was something to note as he closed his eyes, just leaning his head back against the durasteel structures in the bridge. Taking a few seconds to himself, did he finally begin to speak up. "Shackles.. kill the thrusters and prep a shuttle in the main hanger bay, we'll relay to a nearby planet to find resources for the ship." The tired naval muttered as he began to limp off. All the while those words echoed freely in his mind.
    3 points
  20. Bare with me, I didn't know where else to write this lol The last of the CIS in the fort had been eliminated, and the troops began to return to the surface. Hacht, eager to return back to the venator, makes his way to the roof for a breath of fresh air. The comms are quiet, and he puts his hand up to his helm and asks "What do we do now?" Suddenly, a throbbing sensation in his head comes from nowhere. He figures it must've been from an injury he had sustained from the Magna droid earlier, but then he hears something. A voice, hoarse and yet, comforting. It solemnly commands "The time has come. Execute order 66." The throbbing gets worse, and worse. Slowly, something begins to change in Hacht, his memories begin to flicker before him, but not as they were. Instead of protecting the clones, the jedi use them as meatshields-as expendable cover. He tries to tell himself that isn't what happened, but its too overwhelming for him to withstand. He can hear blaster shots go off in the distance, panicked cries over the now open comms. He fastens his jetpack, looking down at the frenzy and whispering to himself, "It will be done."
    3 points
  21. Alpha 67 “Riff” "SALUTE THE MAN STINKIES" -Riff Referring to a statue of Alpha 12 after an ARC Ceremony. "ARC LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!" -Riff, about to bomb a village full of B1's with his ARC LAAT (Civilians obviously evacuated by 833rd) ((According to him)) BACKGROUND Alpha 67 was deployed and activated during the events of the First Battle of Kamino as all the other Alphas were, however due to his cryo-pod failing, he only awoke upon the battle’s end. As he emerged from his state and found his home to be heavily damaged and war-torn, he scanned the area with a dumbfounded look upon his face. After further inspection of his surroundings he located the other celebrating Alphas and ran to them in an attempt to blend in, he succeeded… Alpha 67’s true proving ground was his deployment in the Battle of Muunilinst, in which he was tasked to lead a small squadron of clone troopers alongside a few other Alphas. His objective in this battle was to infiltrate and capture an enemy command post in order to create a diversion for Republic reinforcements attempting to flank an enemy line of battle droids that had been pinning a Republic platoon for about a week now. Riff had been successful in his mission, but at the cost of the inexperienced clone troopers assigned to him. The only survivors in his squad were the Alphas, and they didn’t seem to mind the death of these troopers. Riff did however, and he would allow the deaths of these troopers to affect how he would lead from this point on taking an approach that puts him before the people he is in charge of. Riff and the remaining members of the squad were picked up by a LAAT adorned with markings of a Rancor's face. As the doors opened he observed other Advanced Recon Commandos as they outstretched their arms to pull him into safety. He felt at home, he was in THE ARC LAAT. Upon Returning to his currently assigned base just outside Muunilinst he mysteriously claimed ownership of this LAAT. Although not pilot certified, 67 has taught himself how to use this war machine to the best of his ability. Hopefully no one notices, they never do. After claiming ownership of the ARC LAAT, 67 didn't want to get himself into any trouble, so he kept to himself most of the time, and wasn't the extremely social and outgoing person that he is with the Burst Link crew. Normally you would be able to hear him teaching himself how to play a quetarra in one of the corners of a hangar bay alongside his baby, he eventually was nicknamed "Riff" by his fellow clones for this reason. Riff would continue to Participate in major battles in some way or another and seems to enjoy himself and be effective when in a leadership role. Riff would then later be assigned to the Burst Link Venator and took the ARC LAAT, perhaps illegally, alongside him to fall under command of Alpha 12 "Bubbs" This heavily modified LAAT can be seen in use by Alpha 67 patrolling the base for what he calls "Air Hostiles" which is just an excuse for him to test out his new modifications such as the S.C.S.O.T.A.B.D.S. or the S.C.S.O.T.A.A.P.S . In the field, Troopers may see Riff use his ARC LAAT very rarely except during operations and missions hosted by Advisor Reyes, a Republic Advisor assigned to the Burst Link who grew fond of Riff and his practical thinking. Alpha 67 Provides Close Air Support with his S.C.S.O.T.A.B.D.S. (Super Cool State Of The Art Bomb Dropping System) and provides a quick evac with his upgraded engine systems. The ARC LAAT can take a fair beating too, as he's upgraded her with a custom armor plating of his own design which he named "S.C.S.O.T.A.A.P.S" (Super Cool State of the Art Armor Plating System.) Other than his very unoriginal names, Riff considers himself quite the tinker when it comes to his LAAT. He decorates the inside of it with Life Day lighting to make it feel like the same home he encountered on Muunilinst for the cowering civilian or the tired trooper. Riff eventually proved himself to be a leader among leaders, earning the role of 2IC for the Advanced Recon Commandos aboard the Burst Link Alpha 12 would later disappear sometime during Operation: Durge's Lance leaving Riff to lead the Alphas himself. Riff is now the Commanding Officer of ARC, and has been making training more difficult and demanding in an effort for his troopers to improve, while still honoring Alpha 12 by hosting an ARC ceremony in his remembrance whenever a new Alpha is assigned under his command or when he deems it necessary to grant someone the ARC trooper role in their battalion. Riff now Operates off a base located in a sector of Vardos alongside his assigned ARC troopers and the Burst Link during Operation: Durges' Lance. To be continued...
    3 points
  22. Biographical Information - Homeworld: Kamino - Born: Year 7,945 C.R.C. {32 BBY} Physical Description - Species: Human (clone) - Gender: Male - Height: 1.82 meters (6 ft) - Hair color: Black (Graying) - Eye color: Brown - Skin color: Tan Affiliation(s) - Galactic Republic - Grand Army of the Republic - Advanced Recon Commandos - 327th Star Corps “Alpha 12... you lived through it all. Very impressive.” -Crow Background Bubbs, officially designated as ARC-A12 or Alpha 12, is an Alpha-class Advanced Recon Commando commonly associated with the Burst Link Fleet who trains and coordinates new/transferred ARCs there. Bubbs has been present for many of the Clone Wars’ major conflicts as well as minor campaigns the fleet has participated in. His leadership ability and experience with the Burst Link has earned him a high position of respect between his peers and beyond. As an Alpha-class ARC Trooper, Bubbs is among the first successful clone troopers ever produced for the Grand Army of the Republic. Each of the one hundred Alphas were created with unaltered, independent minds and received intensive training from the clones’ genetic template: Jango Fett. After the completion of their training, they would be placed in cryostasis until two months after the First Battle of Geonosis for their premature activation in order to repel the Separatist invasion at the First Battle of Kamino. From there, the majority of Alpha ARCs were called to all corners of the known galaxy for future campaigns. It was at the Battle of Jabiim that Bubbs would first meet CC-2786 “Ares”. Prior to the Burst Link’s formation, Bubbs was assigned to the multi-battalion specialist fleet known as the Vanguard by order of General Ares. He was led by ARC commanders ARC-A09 "Interritus" and ARC-A10 "Blue" during his time there. For a while, he would also work as an ARC agent under CC-6892 “Smiles”, the commanding officer of the Vanguard’s branch of 327th Star Corps. Later into the first year of the Clone Wars, the fleet would be destroyed from within by none other than the former Jedi Vice-Grandmaster known as Crow. Not many of its crew would survive this betrayal, and as of now there are very few living individuals from the Vanguard other than Bubbs still serving with the Burst Link. Personality and Traits Bubbs carries a nigh-unshakeable sense of loyalty to the Republic and their fight against the Separatists. In his mind, his service to the Vanguard and Burst Link fleets have allowed him to fight evil wherever it can be found, and with enough vigilance a more peaceful galaxy can rise by the end of the Clone War. Bubbs is rarely known to act in opposition to the Republic’s ideals, firmly believing that the war should be fought for the right reasons or not at all. During a recent battle, Bubbs lost the better part of his right arm to an enemy vehicle nicknamed a “Tripod”. Were it not for ARC-A67 “Riff” tackling him out of the way of the Tripod’s main weapon, Bubbs would have lost much more than just his arm. This arm of his was replaced with a prosthetic limb, which Bubbs loathes deeply. Bubbs has always been right-handed like most clones, but now he can be seen using his left more often (to varied levels of effectiveness). The deaths of his many comrades don’t seem to weigh heavily on Bubbs. He frequently remarks that there is no better death than one that is both honorable and in service to the Republic. The lives of his brothers that are wasted, however, are the ones that he has a much harder time accepting. While he may only be slightly older than the regular trooper physically, Bubbs’ abundance of battle experience and long-running service with “Hell’s Venator” has made him appear more aged than what’s typical of a Jango Fett clone. Equipment and Abilities Bubbs has been known to competently lead large Republic forces into battle, even if those he’s in charge of are not of his own ranks. Because of his substantial experience with crews of multi-battalion fleets, he’s typically at the head of various regiments for the Burst Link’s engagements. Though he’s able to lead Special Operations, he prefers to fight with forces at the front lines. The WESTAR-M5 blaster rifle and a pair of DC-17 blaster pistols are Bubbs’ primary choices of weaponry, along with additional equipment such as a JT-12 clone jetpack, dispersal grenades, detonation packs, a customized vibroknife, and an Umbaran rifle gifted to him after the Republic’s victory on that planet. His status as ARC trooper allows him to be capable of hacking and exploiting electronics, planting detonators, and defusing explosive devices. Bubbs sports prototype phase 2 clone trooper armor, fitted with ARC attachments such as a kama and double-sided pauldron. His helmet resembles that of a phase 2 helmet with slight differences such as a thinner visor and a fin on top of the helmet seen on phase 1 models. Even after the mass production of its successor, Bubbs and other Alphas opted to keep the look of the prototype armor set (nicknamed “phase 1.5”). His armor is customized to mimic the design of the 327th Star Corps as well as the colors of the Vanguard Fleet. The Vanguard’s insignia can also be spotted on the helmet and other parts of his armor. He also sometimes wears a Medal of Bravery into the field, awarded to him and a few others after rescuing General Resh from a Separatist compound that was minutes from exploding. Relationships “They really call themselves the ‘Bad Batch’? Well, then I guess we must be the Good Batch.” -Bubbs Alpha 67 “Riff”: Bubbs considers Riff to be a valuable second-in-command and a good friend. Bubbs now sees a bit of himself in his Lieutenant, and it’s very possible that he wouldn’t have survived this long without someone like Riff there to watch his back. General Ares: Bubbs and Ares have known each other since just about the very beginning of the Clone Wars. Ares was the first General to command Bubbs until the Vanguard Fleet was abruptly dissolved. In fighting to defeat the 2nd Sector King, Ares recently went to the Burst Link for assistance where the two were able to work with each other once again. General Resh: Bubbs believes that General Resh is one of the greatest leaders he’s ever seen, especially in the field. He notes a considerable boost in the troops’ morale when he’s around and his presence to him has never felt unappreciated. Bubbs has stated that he doesn’t see him much anymore, though. The ARC Troopers: As an ARC Instructor, Bubbs teaches the Burst Link’s ARCs the skills they need to meet their expected level of effectiveness on the field. Bubbs also serves as a mentor figure for them, ensuring that they follow in his footsteps and each become a living example of the Republic’s ideals. He often states that he’s proud of each of his ARCs’ performances. Jedi Master Caesar O’gara: While he hasn’t directly interacted with him many times, Bubbs has served alongside General O’gara long enough to respect the decision-making and wisdom of this old Symeong. Former Jedi Vice-Grandmaster Crow: Almost no one in the galaxy can know how deep Crow’s betrayal cut those closest to him. Ever since the end of the Clone War’s first year, Bubbs held a deep grudge against him for slaying his brothers serving with him on the Vanguard. Since then, it’s been reported that the legion Crow formed after leaving the Republic has been responsible for the razing of many worlds and even the conversion of some Burst Link units. However, when Crow’s Legion and the Burst Link Fleet held a tenuous alliance in order to thwart the 2nd Sector Reign, something unexpected happened. Crow sacrificed much of his power to hold back an unfathomable entity with devastating capabilities, saving Bubbs, his crew, and possibly much of the galaxy in the process. He then returned to the Venator and turned himself in to be taken away by the Coruscant Guard. Bubbs now has conflicted feelings about his actions, and isn’t sure yet whether to forgive him or not. Jedi Padawan Matches: A fellow survivor of the Vanguard, Matches recently transferred to the Burst Link Venator and reunited with Bubbs. During an operation where the Burst Link managed to cut a major supply route off from the 2nd Sector King, Matches was nearly killed. Bubbs attempted to spend more time with the Wookiee Padawan after this close call, but unfortunately Matches was soon after banished from the Jedi Order after tapping into an ancient artifact relating to the dark side of the force. Alphas 52 and 62: When looking at Alphas Tragic and Akaan, Bubbs couldn’t be more disappointed in their fall from grace. These troopers stand in opposition to the Republic and what it represents, and for that he seems ready to do what’s necessary in order to bring them to justice. At this point, Bubbs doesn’t believe the treacherous acts they’ve committed can be forgiven. Friend Ally Neutral Enemy Hated *More character info on next page! *Credit to Gary for the Bubbs portrait *Special thanks to all those that provided lore for VG/early BLN Notable Conflicts First Battle of Kamino First Battle of Kamino Battle of Jabiim Battle of Jabiim Helmet Cam Footage - Landing {.mp4} Helmet Cam Footage - The General {.mp4} Operation: To Kill a Mockingbird Jedi Boo Radley - Background First Battle of Akuria First Battle of Akuria Operation: Rainy Day FILE#01 - “Vaas Kel” FILE#06 - “DeSancta” Operation: Kill Crow FILE#01 - “Bacara” FILE#07 - “A’den” FILE#09 - “Fixer” FILE#12 - “Zombie” The Bottlesnot Revolt Bottlesnot - Background Bottlesnot - Election Bottlesnot - Election Second Battle of Geonosis Second Battle of Geonosis The Clone Civil War The New Republic McEwen’s Log Bubbs’ Prediction The Revanite Resurgence The Revanites Siege of Tatooine R0V3R Investigation (Several Encounters) R0V3R Background and Mission Logs Additional Mission Logs The Red Nexu Campaign The Red Nexu Suceptamate Background Operation: Eviction Notice Skirmish on Umbara Skirmish on Umbara FILE#01 - “ARC Camera Guy” FILE#02 - “Bubbs” FILE#04 - “Focus” Battle of Umbara Battle of Umbara Operation: Heaven’s Gate Operation: Heaven’s Gate The Opum Crisis Opum’s Return Operation: Black Bird Yorick’s Fall Helmet Cam Snapshot - Zana Engaging Opum The Crashing Wave Campaign The Crashing Wave Campaign Battle of Alrest Helmet Cam Snapshot - Rhydonium Facility Helmet Cam Snapshot - Enemy Territory Helmet Cam Snapshot - Dughall’s Fortress The Ezric Anti-Terrorism Campaign Officer Reyes’ Mission Logs More ETG Mission Logs Interception: Mission Logs The 2nd Sector Reign The 2nd Sector King - First Encounters Discovery of Experimental Droids Operation: [REDACTED] The 2nd Sector Reign - Mission Logs Siege of Makeb (Active) Commodore Kent’s Mission Logs Kal Cadera Background Intercepted Transmission - Telos {.wav} Karr Talcon Background The Unknown Regions Colonization Effort (Active) Decree of the Galactic Senate
    3 points
  23. Steam Name: ollie SteamID: STEAM_0:1:25666289 Hours played on the server: 128 Hours. Do you have any previous experience moderating servers?: I'd like to say I do, I've owned my own community, that's not in relation to GMod, helped to fill many positions in regards to positions ranging from moderator, to admin. I like to believe I have a general gist of the rules, or atleast what's allowed and what isn't. While none of them aren't too promptly known, experience is experience. With relation to BLN, I use to be a staff member back in Vanguard Gaming for a short while until the server closed a few months later. Which helped me to realize how Vanguard worked, and in general set the precedent for how to be staff. What made you interested in applying for Staff ?( 100 word minimum): I'll be honest. Ever since my own return to the server, I've enjoyed my time. Joined up with a few battalions, and made some friends. I've gotten myself ingrained back into the community and I really want to try it from a different angle this time. I'm not going to try to preach how much I want to give back to the community. From time to time, I'll see some issues arise whether it be the common case of RDM, Fail RP, or just harassment at this point. Although, seeing it rarely, I want to be able to solve it, I want to help out more in the community than I already do. I'm a active member of the server. While I have college, I still can make time, idle on the server to fix issues, help sort out players and be able to be a general help to newer players whom join. Having played back during Vanguard Gaming, I developed a deep connection for the server that I haven't been able to shake thus since, from 2016, and now being here in 2022, It's amazing to see that the server is still here and kicking hard. Being apart of the same staff team that had partially been present during Vanguard, it brings back some nostalgia and motivation to the server I haven't had before. Helping people out is something I want to do really, helping to staff over a much newer player base is something new for me. I never got to appreciate what Vanguard really was or early Burst Link was due to the fact of me being a dumbass. I feel like I really missed out on some pivotal things, and in general watching the foundation of the server be built. This just seems like the chance to be able to finally put myself out there. I use to play back in Vanguard way back when, like I stated before, here's just a bit of backstory about myself. Having joined late in 2016, I really did feel a attraction to this server, something I'd come home from school to and play for a few hours, I got to laugh, learn, and even meet and forge a lot of new friendships I hadn't had before. It really helped to expand my horizons for what I wanted to set my eyes on in the future. During my time in Vanguard, I became familiar and accustomed with Coruscant Guard. For whatever reason, I enjoyed it, being led under a Commander and enforcing the rules of the ship. It made me smile, which had begun my constant back and fourth with being security for the ship. Whether that ranged from Coruscant Guard, with my names such as CG Alec, CG Samuel, and CG Oliver. Soon moving onto Shock, and becoming Thire, and now as of recently, Faust within the 5th Fleet as my second life, and Darman as my first life.
    3 points
  24. LEVEL 2 ACCESS REQUIRED. ACCESS GRANTED. ACCESSING 4645... Designation. 2nd Airborne 4645 "Hacht". Rank. Master Sergeant. Subordinate 212th Attack Battalion 7th Sky Corps Information. 4645 "Hacht" Was brought into service aboard the Burst link Venator a few months after the Battle of Hypori. 4645 had served in the clone trooper regiment stationed there for about two weeks under 4645's original designation, "Magnet". After about two weeks stationed on the Burst link Venator, 4645 joined the Galactic Marines under Brutus, then Ghamhain. After joining the Galactic Marines, 4645 was Bestowed the Designation, "Hacht". 4645 would go on to serve for a year in the Galactic Marines, Until the Burst Link Venator received it's refit. After the Galactic Marines began to decay, 4645 Joined the 212th Attack Battalion, under Krill, Venom, and Kerk. Shortly after joining the 212th, 4645 Became a 2nd Airborne trooper under Bedrox. 4645 would serve in multiple skirmishes and battles for months, eventually making his way to the position to 2nd Airborne leader. As of this entry, 4645 remains in the 212th Attack battalion, on the "Centurion" Venator. 4645's Role in Battle is of a pseudo-sniper role, often utilising his JT-12 Jetpack and DC15LE to advance to higher positions. 4645 Will also some time make use of vehicles, despite his Airborne affinity. 4645 shows an exceptional amount of upper body strength, possibly due to extended Galactic Marine training during 4645's First arrival.
    3 points
  25. Accessing data logs by ARF-5708 “Crash” (Sorted by rank when logged) . .. … …. ….. Rank when logged: PVT(Private) “We lost three good men today. I didn’t know them, but the others held a commemoration for them, sharing their heroic stories as they were sent off. These were veterans of the BurstLink, true warriors that earned the right to be named ‘heroes.’ I only wish I knew them better.” Weeks later: “The ARF program's climbing training proved difficult for me at the start, scaling vertical walls seemed impossible to me without the right equipment. Though, I was learning, honing in the skill with the help of Mathias and Theren, my commanders. I lay in my bunks most nights with sore fingers and blistered feet from pushing myself to improve. I am determined to get better, my CO expects great things from me. I won’t let him down.” Rank when logged: PFC(Private First Class) “I was promoted today, Mathias claiming to be doing it much faster than usual, stating I was improving rapidly and have earned it. He says I’ll start my marksman training soon. I know I’m ready for it as climbing has become second nature to me now. He says there’s more to it than just climbing. ‘Climbing to the right place is very important,’ he says. I’m beginning to understand why we’re called advanced recon. I have much more to learn.” Rank when logged: SPC(Specialist) “Another few weeks pass and I have been promoted again. My marksman training will begin tomorrow. They really don’t waste time here to get us to elite levels of training and I respect that. They want us to improve rapidly to fight the seppies, gain the upper hand. I will train for as long as I need to in order to be the best, for my brothers, to give them the best advantage over the enemy.” Days into training: “The marksman training is vigorous, the training including long, drawn out days of sitting around and waiting. ‘A marksman must be willing to wait out the enemy’ Mathias says, ‘strong wills win wars.’ I believe him. I will prove myself to him.. And my brothers. I am determined to” Days later: “I have finished my marksman training today and, oh, what a rewarding day it is. I’ve added more paint to my armor as well, to stand out a bit more and conceal more of the white base. I am advancing faster than I could have ever imagined. Today is a turning point in my time as a Republic soldier” ….. …. … .. . Logs end. More from ARF-5708 in library section 5-2
    3 points
  26. Name: Chamunda Killian Species: Human Gender: Female Age: 21 Military Unit: C Company 1st Battalion 125th Regiment- Executive Officer Rank: 2nd Lieutenant Current Station: R.N. Resilient Consular Corvette - Escort of H.M.S Burstlink Venator Class Star-Destroyer - MIA History: Chamunda Killian was born 17 years before the start of the clone wars, youngest out of 4 siblings (2 brothers, 1 sister) she was born into a rich family and was raised on the upper levels of Coruscant and was regularly taken to Rothana to see the ins and out of the military vehicle industry by her father, Phillip Von Killian who was a high ranking business man at Rothana Heavy Engineering before becoming CEO 10 years before the start of the Separatist Crisis and remains in that position today. Chamunda was home schooled by her Father and private tutors, along with being visited by senators, military advisors and business officials for lectures which gave her a good insight into politics, arms dealing and business in general. When not in education Killian was rumoured to dwell into "Coruscant's underworld" allegations of her being spotted around "Black Sun, Hutt Cartel members and the Pyke Syndicate" for several years, however these allegations were dropped and all investigations were closed after high ranking officials supported alibies and a lack of evidence proved that these suspicions were "not true". Later it would be found out that the lead investigator would be fired after a large amount of complaints came in from senators and other officials. He was found dead a month later due to suicide by 3 blaster shots to the back of the skull supporting the rumour that he was mentally ill, due to this all his police records were dismissed. At the age of 17 Chamunda Killian went off to the 'College of Planetary Security Forces' on Anaxes, at the age of 18 Killian passed the final naval exam with a score of 72% which was above the class average of 63%. However it was "discovered" that the Rodian who marked the final test scores for all the naval cadets was "a death stick user when police raided his apartment for noise complaints" The Rodian was kicked out and found dead days later. After the tests were remarked by a high ranking officer, Killian's score went up to 97% and the class average went up to 93%. She then switched to Infantry training, however during the first year of training 'The Clone Wars' began and Killian along with other recruits were sent off to the front line at the age of 18. Killian was deployed to several planets in the core region and a few small star ships for convoy escort duty until recently deployed to the R.N Resilient on escort duty to the H.M.S Burstlink. At the time of writing the 2nd Lieutenant has seen over 300 combat engagements. At the age of 21 and during the 3rd year of the clone war the 2nd Lieutenant was left in command of the Burstlink Venator, during the space battle, commando droids boarded the venator and forced the crew to abandon ship the 2nd lieutenant was left behind to be captured along with the venator, hence forth she has been pronounced as Missing In Action! At the time of writing this, no rescue mission has been announced or planned despite growing pressure from the Senator of Rothana and the CEO of RHE demanding her rescue is a top priority. Skills: Expert in missile technology and combat use. Expert in A280 blaster use Expert in command of corvettes Expert in ship engineering Expert in interrogations with military officers and criminals Traits/personality: Has a dislike for pilots and force users Has a habit for not requesting permission from higherups before acting Is a decent ship engineer Is a decent ship commander Is an average infantry commander Her comrades have reported that she has a "disgustingly close relationship with the hutts" Achievements: Has been awarded multiple medals especially for her actions on Anaxes after the moleman crisis Was assigned as an envoy to the Hutts for a short time before her capture and MIA Medical file: Chamunda Killian has had to be implanted with a cybernetic left lung after an encounter with a "Time God" from that mission reports Killian is updated with all needed vaccines - note she must be detained by 4 people and forced to come to medbay for any vaccines, blood tests and check ups, this policy is to be enforced after other incidents" Personal Logs: Note from department of records. due to a major data corruption after a separatist cyberwarfare attack this file is placed on low priority of restoration as personal is MIA, if there is time this section will be de-corrupted.
    3 points
  27. Nydo's post 66 story Master Nydo fought at the temple the night of order 66, he fought to keep the landing pad open for Jedi survivors. During the battle he came face to face with the traitor Anakin Skywalker and was over powered by Skywalkers command of the force and was held in his grip with his life being choked out of him until another Jedi saw and decided to attack Skywalker. As Skywalker had to turn and face this new Jedi he threw Master Nydo off of the Temple into the streets below where he landed on a soft Talz pedestrian. Sadly the Talz was killed on impact and Nydo wounded slowly dragged the Talz and himself into a nearby alley way where he then used the Talz body as a disguise and assumed the identity of Blinko, the homeless Talz. As the night went on and Blinko (Nydo) wandered the streets of Coruscant he overheard people speaking about the temple raid and how the Jedi had attempted to take over the Republic by arresting the chancellor. "This cant be..... Why would we even do that?" From there Blinko knew he needed to find more answers. The fires still raging in the temple can be seen from the streets below as Blink mistakenly walks into a clone patrol yet these clones seemed familiar, it was the troopers of the Burst Link Venator. The CG detachment stopped Blinko and asked for his ID which Blinko didn't have being a homeless Talz and all that but then submitted to a pat down. Worried Blinko then relizes he still has his saber on him and prepares to engage the troopers he once called friends. He feels the CG troopers hands move over his saber and yet the trooper doesn't show any intrest in it and lets Blinko through the checkpoint. Dumbstruck and with adrenaline pumping Blinko continues to walk through the streets and sees his old frineds searching the city looking for survivors. Hope fills Blinko and he thinks to himself "Could it be more Jedi made it out of the temple?". As he walks on he sees a clone hurt in an alley way and attempts to bring him to a local doctor and get information from the trooper but in his attempt more troopers see him and start to question him on why he has an unconscious trooper slung over his shoulder but before Blinko could speak the same CG trooper that patted him down tells them to let Blinko be and they take the troopers out of Blinko's care, another close call. With no information and with two close calls Blinko decides its time to leave, he finds a hiding spot that looked familiar to him... he cant point out where he saw it before, then it hits him. The day before order 66 Master Nydo called the Jedi of the Burst Link to the council room of their own temple. He notifies the Jedi of a vision he received from the Force of a city in chaos filled with fear and uncertainty yet there were spots in the city that filled him with feelings of safety. One of those spots was a cargo container and it was the one Blinko now found himself in. After hunkering down Blinko realizes how tired he is and dozes off to sleep. When he wakes he finds the container is locked and he is inside and is in transit somewhere, luckily the container was a humanitarian aid container and was filled with rations and medical supplies being sent to a planet that has sufferd from the clone wars. Nydo who has discarded his disguise inside the container has time to think on the events that have transpired. "Has the order fallen? Does the Republic stand? What have the Jedi done? What has the Chancellor done? What about the war?" So many questions were bouncing in Nydo's head, with no information all he could do was meditate and wait for the cargo to arrive at its destination. In his meditation Nydo feels a darkness has descended on the Galaxy and canot feel the familiar presence of the Jedi as if they have all been silenced throughout the Galaxy. A week goes by as the cargo reaches it destination, Koldor. The container is opened where the aid workers find a dead Talz inside, while the workers are distracted by the Talz Nydo walkes out of the cargo bay of the city he landed in and finds himself lost in the capital of Koldor. Nydo ditches his robes for ragged clothes that helps him blend in more. He then finds a holoprojector playing the RNN (Republic News Network) channel. From there Nydo learns of the Empire, the end of the Clone Wars and the destruction of the Jedi Order. "well that answers some of my questions." he thinks "Now what do I do?" lost for the first time in years Nydo doesn't know what to do or where to go, his home and his friends have been taken from him a second time. Anger grows inside him first the Nox Venator was destroyed, then the Burst Link turns against him and the Jedi.... The Jedi... they are also gone his whole life he was a Jedi and now they are gone along with the Republic he swore to defend. He thinks of the friends he lost along the way as the anger turns into sadness. His old Master Rahm Kota, Master Yoda who gave him and all the Jedi guidance, Bolivar Quarter his old friend, Master Sawdey the librarian, Master Ceneric who is Bolivars brother and Nydo's close friend, Master Caesar O'gara the monkey who brought him to the Burst Link, Masters Lighthaven and Sendil who Nydo worked closely with, Master Jalaak the little scamp, Master Hackett who was a newer friend, Servoch who scared Nydo some but was held in high regard in Nydo's eyes, ARC Commander Gideon from the Nox who he saw as an old friend, ARC trooper 69 Wizard another trooper he served with, and ARC Colonel Andrew who he saw as one of his greatest friends. A tear rolls down Nydo's cheek when he comes to a realization, Andrew..... He left the Republic a year ago after the 108th was decimated. Nydo knew where he must go now his last chance for another home away from this new Empire. Yet he didnt know where Andrew was. He only knew that he had found a planet that was decimated by nuclear fallout and had become the leader of a ranger group who patrolled the deserts. Nydo then left to find the nearest transport of the planet, he found an unmanned ship and "borrowed" it from the owner. he looked at the navigation maps and looked for planets that matched the description of Andrews planet, there were a few matches and Nydo set out to find his old friend. After a two years of searching Nydo landed at one of the planets and started his usual routine of searching. He asked around and found information on a man who refused to wear a shirt and only wore a chest rig who said "heck yeah" a lot. Nydo then felt the feeling of hope again for the first time in a long time. He set out to find his ranger group in the desert. He saw lots of sights on his journey such as skirmishes between local raiders, men in mech suits, a leathery monster and a few people who had hoarse voices calling people smooth skins. Eventually Nydo came upon a group of people freeing a slave convoy and saw the man with no shirt. As he walked up he heard them yell halt and to state his business. "Im here to see and old friend." Nydo would respond. The man with no shirt turned towards his voice with a quizzical expression. "S-stand down!" the man yelled and walked up to Nydo. "Your alive? well I guess I owe a lot of people money then." as he reached his hand out for a hand shake. Nydo had found his old friend and a new home. From there Nydo live the rest of his life as a desert ranger serving once more with ARC Colonel Andrew bringing peace and stability to this broken planet far away from the empire. Years later when news reached them that the empire had fallen and the beginning of a new Republic along with a new Jedi order under the leadership of another Skywalker, they paid it no attention and continued their work.
    2 points
  28. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ In the recovery, medical professional's hypothesis Captain Kerk may perish soon, by the suspected lethal amounts of radiation the captain's health fairly faltered as clear signatures of heart failure were presented recently. the Medics were able to re-stabilize him and keep his heartbeat nominal for survival. But inclined by old age, and with the mass radiation it could have rapidly declined the health for this individual to have a short end to the near future. The possibilities and theories conclude a slim survival but eventually will come down to the cost of it all months from now. Estimations suggest Kerk will awaken in 3 weeks... but if not there's no knowledge when. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Medical reports://Patient:7277:// ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Monitor 1 Kaliida Shoals Medical Center 04:23:05AM Status of Health: ---CRITICAL--- Monitor 2 Kaliida Shoals Medical Center 04:27:32AM Status of Health: ---Nominally Stable---
    2 points
  29. Name: Bubbs Discord Username if you have one: Bubbs#6761 Email/SteamID used to purchase: ryan_boskovich@yahoo.com Receiver's SteamID: STEAM_0:1:37335551 Package Purchased: Elite Tier Custom Model Additional Information: This was a model gifted to Ken Tuckey, completed by Fuka. Here is the design:
    2 points
  30. but we're all clones
    2 points
  31. >> Resetting data. Initializing. (100%) /!\ ALERT : RECEIVING DATA PACKETS FROM INTERNAL SOURCE >> TRAN-SCRIPTING DATA PACKETS. . .. ... Welcome Admiral Cutter Jr. >> Relaying Audio An eerie silence penetrated the room the trooper sat in, something that was unexpected of his time of being stationed on Coruscant. The plastoid alloy composite armor sitting amongst his figure, held a dull sheen amongst it. Scratches and blemishes cover the once well-kept set of armor, the dull red streaks running along the white. Numbers etched into the breastplate of the plastoid armor he wore, vaguely resembling the numbers '2048'. All the while, the trooper cradled his helmet in the crook of his arm, his grip barely tightening as time passed. His kama shifted beneath him idly, his eyes darting around the room before settling on the metal table in front of him. A door idly slid open, as the sound of boots padding inside the room sounded out to the clone's ears. Sitting upright immediately, he forced himself to his feet, keeping a tight clutch on that helmet in the crook of his arm, raising his arm at a ninety degree angle, saluting the man who walked in. Habit for the trooper, even going as far as to disregard the confused glare of the man across from him, not a clone, some.. officer, someone from high command. Pauldron idly moving with the movement from the salute, holding the gesture as he stared forward, his clean shaven face and dull globes staring at the wall of the room they were in. It was second nature for the trooper. "At ease, such a formality isn't needed for a private meeting like this one, 2048." The high command officer muttered across from the trooper, the clone's eyes flickering up to meet the officer's vision, before sitting himself down as well. An audible click was heard as the well tailored officer set down a small device on the table, an audible click being heard. An awkward silence overtook the room for a few seconds, as the clone stared down at the sheen of the metal table. The high command officer idly tapped the data-pad in his hand, shaking his head as he looked down at the U.I of the data-pad, scratching at his brow before speaking. "I presume you already know, why your here, Major?" a stern glare from across the table. Tension sat building up inside the clone as he bit the inside of his cheek, this was something he never wanted to deal with, and here he was. A deep breath came from the clone, before he began speaking up. "The incident report that was submitted to high command, in regards to me and what happened last routine patrol." those chestnut eyes of the clones went to go stare into his helmet's visor, staring back at the reflection of himself. Adrenaline was one hell of a drug. "A misunderstanding that de-evolved into something worse. I lost my temper." A grimace settled on his face, disappointment, Across from him, did the officer bring his head away from his data-pad. "I could have you dishonorably discharged, and thrown into the brig for the next eighteen months." the high command officer threatened to the Major sitting across from him. "Two of your own men in the infirmary for the stunt you pulled back there, all because of a few orders that were questioned." the clone officer could hear the disappointment lacing his tone, all the while he watched his head shake. The major briefly stayed quiet, he knew he was in the wrong, something inside him had changed over the course of a few months. "I understand what's at stake for me, losing my temper should have never happened in the first place. There is a time and a place to question orders, and it was not there, sir." the clone responded with, all the while the uniformed man across from him tilted his head upwards, letting his data-pad lay flat against his palm and for a few moments stayed silent. Contemplating what he had just said, "Your walking on thin-ice Major, attempting to justify a reason for what you did is already proof that you've changed far too drastically since you've been last deployed to Coruscant." tapping a few times against the tablet in his hands, did the data-pad light up. "In note of your heroic and notable deeds in service to the republic, and loyalty to your battalion, I want to offer you a second chance, Major. Somewhere to start new, away from your post on Coruscant. To re-think your stance on how you want to treat your fellow brethren and rebuild yourself." "Your.. demoting me?" It took a few moments to register in the clone officer, blankly staring at the table for a few moments, hyper-focusing on the detail of the table. "And, if I don't accept your offer?" A question from the clone, perhaps it was morbid curiosity of the situation he was currently in. "Your competent enough to take my offer, CT-2048, You'd be stripped of your rank in either instance, though declining my offer you'd be sent back to kamino to be retrained." the officer across from the clone responded. For what seemed like an eternity, the officer finally planted the tablet down on the tablet, turning it over towards the clone, who inched himself to the edge of his seat, pulling himself closer to read it over. ".. This Major, is what I'm offering you to transfer to, the second chance I spoke about. A cruiser in constant need of troopers and staff." peering forward did the clone look over the data-pad, just setting his helmet down on the table. Months of hard work, down the drain, and he couldn't blame anyone but himself. "I'll do it." Were the words that left the Major's mouth, a firm nod came from the officer across from the Major, "Chose smartly, Sign this, Major." pushing the tablet forward did the clone look over the contents, gazing past the text and reading it as he pressed a finger forward. Signing his signature, did he retract his hand from the data-pad, eyes lifting up to meet the officers for a few moments. "You know the drill, Major." a gesture to the kama and pauldron attached to his armor. One hand reaching up to pauldron, tearing it away from his armor as he set it down on the table. Collecting it in his hands as his hand snaked under his own kama, removing it from his duty belt as he pressed both of them against the top of the surface of the table. Next, was his duty containing his ID, weaponry, and various key-cards. Watching each item on the table, that had been stripped away from him, he felt.. strangely vacant. "Can I receive the courtesy of knowing the name of where I'll be stationed?" asked CT-2048, peering over to his higher up. To which the high command officer brought his tablet closer to his face, gently rolling his wrist as CT-2048 collected his helmet from the desk. "Your being transferred to the H.M.S Burst Link Venator." . .. ... >> Audio end
    2 points
  32. CT-7989, also known as Heathen, was deployed to Geonosis with the 501st. After the battle the was moved to unassigned where he became a sniper. Eventually he was picked up by the Advanced Recon Forces, where he still fights as a private to this day.
    2 points
  33. Trooper #: 2559 Name: Ken Tuckey Current Rank: Private Battalion: 212th Attack Regiment Sub-Battalion: Juggernaut Corps Trooper 2559, A.K.A. Ken Tuckey, has served the Burst Link for many months. On a mission to a planet where the CIS were producing droids, Ken and a small squad of troopers ventured into the cave system. They would come in contact and become surrounded. Ken sacrificed himself to save his fellow troopers. Thought to be KIA because he fell off a cliff. After a few months, Ken climbed out of the cave and got out of the system. Drifting around for a few years trying to get back to the Burst Link. After a year of hopping from ship to ship Ken has finally returned to the Burst Link. Only to realize nothing as what it once was.
    2 points
  34. Operation Nova Storm My Fellow Clone Troopers, this is Commodore Kent. Today we will be launching a Siege on Makeb in order to disrupt the CIS forces operations on the world. We've discovered that the CIS are mining the world for an old fuel source Isotope-5 and have been combining it with Rhydonium. This combination of these two fuels have given increased power to the CIS ships and they're able to outmaneuver our ships quickly due to this deadly combination. Along with that, Republic Intelligence have picked up on that this new fuel is being shipped to as of right now an unknown location. We would’ve learned more about this, but our intelligence agents were assassinated by some type of droid of an ancient design. So, we’re working on following up that lead after the mission. In other news, Intelligence reports that the new leader of the Silent Hand Kal Cadera is present on Makeb. Where the Silent Hand is, there’s bound to be even more trouble. So, your mission is to secure the world and stop the mining of Isotope 5, as well as capture or kill Kal Cadera in order to bring an end to the Silent Hand. For those of those who don’t know the Silent Hand, they’re a shadow organization that is allied with the CIS to disrupt and turn planets against the Republic and rally them to their side. Formerly led by the dark jedi Karr Talcon and are now under the command of Kal Cadera. Along with that the Silent Hand has been known to work on a number of different weapon projects that range from new vehicles to human testing. Be on guard troopers, this might be their last stronghold, which means they’ll throw everything they have at you if that’s the case. Part 1 of the Operation: Naval Invasion For the first part of the mission, you will be transferred to the Venator known as The Reliant. This ship along with a few others will be supplied to help in stopping the Mandalorian general’s fleet. The planet is well defended, and you will need to punch a hole in their blockade around the world. Part 2 of the Operation: Ground Assault For the ground assault you will be dropping down via Jetpacks onto the field to catch the forces off guard and avoid being shot by their anti-air defenses since you will be too small and too of a target for them to focus on. Once on the ground you’ll have to disrupt any mining sites on the ground. As soon as that happens, take any outpost nearby and establish Republic control over it. Part 3 of the Operation: Hunting Simple and straight to the point with this one. Capture or Kill Cadera if he shows his face on the battlefield.
    2 points
  35. Biographical Information Homeworld: Mandalore Born: 45 BBY Physical Description Species: Human Skin Color: White Height: 6’2 Mass: 82kg. 132kg (With Armor) Eye Color: Silver Cybernetics: Multiple Unknown Cybernetic Components Chronological and Political Information: Death Watch Seperatist Alliance The Mandalorian Marauders Silent Hand (Executioner) Silent Hand (Leader) Masters Pre Vizsla (Death Watch Mentor) Karr Talcon (Jedi Hunter Mentor) Biography: Kal Cadera was born in Mandalore in the city of and was the son of two members of the Cadera Clan that followed the ways of the Death Watch. He stayed with the section of Mandalorians for most of his life and even aided in the revolt against Duchess Satine and the New Mandalorians when the time came. However, Cadera’s methods were seen as too extreme even in the eyes of Pre Vizsla and other Death Watch members and therefore was casted out by the Death Watch. Thus making Kal Cadera officially Dar’Manda to the Death Watch. Cadera would work as a mercenary for a while and continued his extreme practices, until one job he took eventually led him to a man named Karr Talcon and was recruited into the Silent Hand. Silent Hand: Under the guidance of Karr Talcon, Cadera would join the Silent hand along with other mandalorian warriors who were casted out from either the Journeyman Protectors or the Death Watch as well as any other branching or dying clans of Mandalorian Warriors and Joined with Karr Talcon under the name of The Mandalorian Marauders. Impressing Talcon with his persuasive abilities and his combat skills, Cadera would eventually be the first member of the Silent Hand under Karr Talcon, recruiting him to be his Second in Command as well as the Executioner for the group. Eventually Cadera would be given the number two and would recruit number six and five into the fold of the Silent Hand. Being Talcon’s right hand man and keeping the rest of the Silent Hand in check. Though it is noted that Kal Cadera did have some disdain for Number 3 of the Silent Hand, those reasons still remain unknown. Conflict with the Burst Link Eventually, Kal Cadera would fight the Burst Link in a number of battles, being one of the main forces they would fight whenever the Silent Hand was present. Eventually Kal Cadera would make his appearance on a Republic Outpost near the midrim on the planet of Ord Mantell. Ultimately wiping out the soldiers that were stationed there originally. Kal Cadera wanted to execute the Burst Link, but was called off by Karr Talcon saying that the Burst Link served a greater purpose and that Mandalore would be his soon enough. So Cadera backed off and let the Burst Link escape even though he had the upper hand. Cadera’s forces were also seen assisting Talcon at the Jedi Enclave in Torvan, where Talcon would use a machine to amplify his power of memory walk. Later Kal Cadera would meet the Burst Link at the deep core world of Kuar, where many exiled Mandalorians would eventually be stationed and would have to fight the Burst Link and find a safe forgotten hyperspace lane out of the deep core and back to the known galaxy. At this time Cadera managed to sneak aboard the new and improved Infinite Soldiers based off of Revan’s design during the Galactic War onboard the ship of the Burst Link, where the soldiers would impersonate different high ranking soldiers and pass their trial and would later start to be produced. Eventually the Burst Link would come into conflict with Cadera on a number of different occasions, defeating the Mandalorian at every turn with small skirmishes. The Burst Link would discover that Cadera would also help in smuggling citizens from worlds reaped by corruption and influence of the Silent Hand and the Seperatist. These civilians would later be discovered in numerous facilities that were abandoned by the Republic and stored until they could be converted into the infinite soldiers. Ascension to Leader Kal Cadera and Talcon’s final fight together against the Republic would be on the planet of Darkknell, where they were able to drive back the Republic off of the former Sith controlled world. Although the details on that battle remain unclear except that known Commodore Kent oversaw the battle against Kal Cadera and Karr Talcon and the planet remains under Seperatist Control. Along with this, the deaths of Talcon and two other key members of the Silent Hand, Number three and four but their identities remain unknown. With the death of Karr Talcon, Kal Cadera would become leader of the Silent Hand with the two remaining members of the Silent Hand later revealed to be a criminal mastermind named Feron Kelvi and the Trandoshan scientist Tavoskk Nopera. With these three, they’d operate in the shadows for a month until they’d reimerge at another Jedi Enclave on the planet of Durvona. Cadera would make another appearance at the planet of Tuar, where the other two Silent Hand members under his command would be killed in the battlefield, dealing another heavy blow to the organization and leaving Cadera the sole survivor of the Silent Hand, but remains at large as of now.
    2 points
  36. Steam Name: belpy SteamID: STEAM_0:1:95397046 Hours played on the server: Somewhere around 2200 Do you have any previous experience moderating servers?: Yes, I was a Co-Owner of a Dark-RP server, Admin on another Dark-rp server, Admin on an SCP-rp server, and was previously a moderator on the hit server called BLN. What made you interested in applying for Staff ?( 100 word minimum): What made me interested in joining the staff team is the major improvement of the staff and how they manage themselves to what it was previously. I would love to help the community in any way I can once again. Helping new players, dealing with disputes between players, overall just handling staff issues has always put a smile on my face. While the job is tiring, I've always found it fun, and with the way the staff team is now, and with the new system, I feel as though I could fulfill my duties to a much higher degree. All in all, I love this server and I love seeing it prosper, so I want to be able to defend it from toxicity, welcome newcomers with open arms, and just help people out when they need it.
    2 points
  37. INCOMING TRANSMISSION PLEASE STANDBY TROOPERS OF THE BURSTLINK, THIS IS JEDI GENERAL NOBLE PANNE, WITH A REQUEST ESPECIALLY TO THE JEDI IN YOUR WARGROUP. TODAY, ADVISOR REYES SENT YOUR JEDI ON A MISSION AFTER AN ATTACK LED BY A DARK SITH LORD. THE MISSION WAS A TEST, AND YOU PASSED, ESPECIALLY YOU JEDI. AFTER THE MISSION, I WAS LET ABOARD YOUR VENATOR AND INVITED YOU TO JOIN JTF5912-95, ONE OF REYES MANY JEDI TASK FORCES HE HAS SET UP FOR UPCOMING MISSIONS INVOLVING FORCE SENSITIVES, THAT REQUIRE FORCE SENSATIVES. ALL OF THE JEDI, AND EVEN SOME CLONES WERE MORE THAN HAPPY TO JOIN. THIS TASK FORCE, ALONG WITH THE OTHERS, ARE AN EXPIRIMENTAL TEST TO SEE IF LARGE GROUPS OF JEDI WOULD BE EFFECTIVE IN FUTURE CAMPAIGNS. IF YOU, OR ANY OTHER JEDI YOU KNOW IS INTRESTED IN JOINING TASK FORCE 5912-95 PLEASE LET ADVISOR REYES, OR ME KNOW. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU... [What does this mean in OOC?] Riff will now be doing more events that incorporate Jedi, as he has seen a lack thereof and feels bad that an entire group of players has to miss out on a lot of cool Force RP stuff. JTF-5912-95 May sometimes have different objectives, or partake in side missions, similarly to ARC or RC, during an event in Riffs Megaevents and can also take part in leadership roles in JTF 5912-95 Events. [What are JTF 5912-95 Events?] JTF 5912-95 Events will be lead by Jedi General Noble Panne and will be designed to involve dangerous tasks that require a Jedi to complete. This is a great Leadership building opportunity for many new Jedi, or old ones that need to brush up on their skills. During JTF 5912-95 Events, Jedi will be expected to lead clones through situations that involve the force. You can also expect to be attacked by other force users or force sensitive creatures instead of just blaster wielding enemies. [How do I know one of Riffs Events is a JTF-5912-95 Event?] You will know if one of Riffs Events is a JTF-5912-95 Event because Jedi General Noble Panne will take the place of Advisor Reyes in Briefs, Debriefs, Commanding, and Ordering during these events. Event Notifications will also include Messages such as; "Troopers and Jedi of JTF-5912-95, This is Jedi General Noble Panne...." [What if I don't want to join JTF 5912-95 and I'm a Jedi] If you do not wish to Join JTF 5912-95 and wish to stay on line with the clones especially during Riff's Mega Events, That is PERFECTLY FINE! You don't need to join if you don't want to. Finally, Please be patient with me, another reason why I'm doing these events is to practice Force RP as an EM. I also want to delve into Saber Combat for bosses and the likes. My ultimate goal, however, is to make players with Jedi Characters feel appreciated, especially in events, because I appreciate each and every one of you. Thank you. Riff
    2 points
  38. Name: Foxx Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:542455542 Package: Normal Tier Additional Info: the Symbols on the shoulder pads is the Coruscant logo. 1 attachment: a vibro knife on left peck.
    2 points
  39. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: SIDEWAYS Entry #1709: It has been so long since I wrote in this journal. Since my last writing, I've regained the ranking of Jedi Master and have formed a new high council. Jedi Master Nydo of the N.N. Venator, Jedi Master Sendil of Mon Cala, and Jedi Master Lighthaven of Mierda Gran Bretana now fill the seats of the high council. The former masters either resigned or quit, leaving me to take the sole responsibility of rebuilding where they left off. Since then, I believe my memory has been restored in full. Its all so clear now, my life before. I can remember back to the day I joined to the day I left. The Jedi Council wants to promote me to the rank of High Master, but I have vetoed this till a proper time has come, but ironically it looks like there won't be one any time soon. The Nexus that sucked me away into another realm was reactivated. I hid it underneath the Jedi Temple so that I could keep and eye on it, but it seems it got past me none the less. A former Jedi Knight, Rerick Raisuun, attacked the temple leaving almost fifteen Jedi deceased. He ripped pages from my journal, to which held knowledge on the Nexus. He wanted to activate it, but simply didn't know how. I left that knowledge out of my journal, meaning he needed me to open it. With his saber to Master Nydos throat, I had to intervene and activate it to spare his life. In doing so, I overcharged the Nexus key in order to unstablize the Nexus once more. He lost his focus on the other Jedi, leaving him to focus on me. As he used the force to choke the life from me, I overloaded the key. It blew up in our faces, causes us to get sucked into the other realm. For me, I've been here once before and knew the consequences of this world. Here, there seems to be something disabling our connection to the force. I thought I had been too weak before, that my injuries I sustained had caused it, but it was simply the world we were in. I don't know what causes this property, but neither he or myself could access the force to end one another. From the other side of the Nexus, the Jedi attempted to pull be out, instead pulling Rerick out instead. He tore my bionic hand from me, taking it with him to the other side. In doing so, Rerick didn't realize the consequence of going through while it was unstable, but luckily he didn't have to live much longer to find out. The Clone forces gunned him down, leading for a swift death on his end. If he were to survive, he'd suffer a fate worse than death. I am now stuck yet again in this realm, with the nexus being closed off. The Jedi managed to throw both my saber and journal through to me, before it fully sealed off. Luckily, non-living objects seem to be fine when transferring through the nexus as its unstable, just not the living. I cannot tap into my connection to the force here, meaning I will have to fall back on my survival skills I have learned long ago. I must find some form of civilization, and possibly find the men I knew once before who helped me escape last time. I will also need to find another Nexus opening, as this one has been collapsed and sealed for good. This might take me some time, as the force has always been there to guide me in times of need. I must go back to my former routes and figure out the Nexuses location the old fashion way. It won't be easy, but it will need to be done if I am to go home. This planet seems barren from how I last remember it. Time travels much faster here than it does in the normal realm, meaning I will age at a significantly faster rate as well. Hopefully I can find another Nexus before my already grey hairs turn white. I'm too old as it is, I don't need people becoming concerned of my age. If Grandmaster Yoda can be so spry for almost 900 years old, I certainly can do just the same at 215. It's quite funny if you think of it. People back home think I'm much younger than I am simply due to my size and the fact that my data-log says so. If anything, it should teach them not to trust everything they read, unless it comes directly from me. Well, I've got a bit of traveling to do and its getting dark. I will need to find shelter and a possible food supply. The limited MREs in my backpack will only suffice for a week, so I better get use to fishing. Sorry Master Sendil.
    2 points
  40. Hello, Due to the unserious nature of the appeal as well as contradictions given by other members of the community, your appeal has been denied. You can re-appeal in 2 weeks time as of this post.
    2 points
  41. Steam ID: https://steamcommunity.com/id/youtube_dQw4w9WgXcQ/ Date of the ban: March 04, 2021 Which Staff Member banned you?: Don't Remember. How long are you banned for: Indefinitely. (DISCORD) Why were you banned?: Because I posted a video of Bester calling the 501st a bunch of [n word]s during a time of a random chimp event. I was just goin with the crowd and I think it's about time I get back in for important 501st business.
    2 points
  42. This is an old donation from ages ago on the previous forum page, but I'm reposting it here for the record's sake. Models have been made by Golden, and will be compiled by me. Loadouts were originally approved by the CO/XO panel; the E-11D was approved by Resh Trooper Loadout: Primary: E-11D https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=1709511645 Secondary: DC-17 Pistol Utility: TFA Dioxis Grenade Leader Loadout: Primary: E-11D Secondary: Dual DC-17 Pistols Utility: TFA Dioxis Grenade Additional notes: The E-11D will likely need to be buffed for server balancing sake
    2 points
  43. Adding onto this thread, I'd suggest getting this newer LFS LAAT. https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=2588369575
    2 points
  44. I was advocating for you to be unbanned from the BLN discord and given another chance as you did a great job as a Shadow Trooper back in the day when RI was a newly-formed battalion. Then you choose to say edgy pedophile stuff like this? Absolutely not.
    2 points
  45. mat: McCartney tried to choke out sendil (OOC) Knight Sendil: so that's why i'm hard
    2 points
  46. 2 points
  47. It really beats the loud ass pianos that can be heard on the entire map
    2 points
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