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  1. The secrets uncovered in the Emperor’s Observatory on Byss has led to a wide range of experiments and top secret projects. From these, an unlikely alliance has risen between dark side acolytes and a subdivision of the Imperial Triumvirate. For a considerable amount of kyber crystals, the Sith cultists agreed to imbue kyber crystals with dark side energy for experimental weapons application. Unsanctioned and unofficial of course. Bleeding kyber crystals is an ancient Sith ritual... These rituals harnessed the fear and terror of innocent victims... And when fear and terror was at it's highest, the cultists started inflicting pain and suffering... Until the kyber crystal started fracturing holding immense amounts of fear, horror, pain, suffering, and the dark side... /// This was a little disturbing to make!
  2. The secrets uncovered in the Emperor’s Observatory on Byss has led to a wide range of experiments and top secret projects. One of these projects has been hidden in subterranean caves, beneath the abandoned Imperial prison base on Kalist VI. Protected by New Republic bureaucrats and corrupt politicians, the Imperial Triumvirate is experimenting with the creation of a new super soldier for the Empire. The Horror Trooper… Mwuahahahah… By drenching the clones in liquified Artusian force crystals, these troopers should have enhanced senses, and some even force powers... The experiment was a failure, and the escaped clones are unaccounted for... This intel is highly classified! /// Another horrible entry for the Halloween LTC... 🎃👻

    [M13 - Quarzite - TT] Horror quarry

    D-3ATH was a common protocol droid. It enjoyed boasting its vast knowledge to other droids and being polite to its owners. He was a simple droid, in a simple world. Tracking cargo, reading manifests, translating for offworld visitors. Essentially living the good life. At least the good life a droid was capable of living. One night, in the deepest depths of the Quarzite quarry, a new republic cell sneaks through the triumvirates quarters. Unbenounced to the presence of the triumvirate, and a certain protocol droid, the rebel scum navigate the crystal caves until they enter the quarry. A vast area covered with ore. A dark pit in darkness. A single light to prevail it. The droid makes his nightly routine in the darkness. Its eyes illuminate the path towards a single light post, standing alone. The supplies placed here shouldn’t be here. In fact, they should already be shipped. D-3ATH sends a notification to the sector commander. Around a corner a reflection catches the droids sensors. It is unlike the normal reflection of the crystals. It is a new reflection. The droid approaches, curiously. The lonely light shining on his back, as the darkness takes it into its cold embrace. A life form, no… multiple lifeforms are interacting with each other. They are armed with A280 blasters. The droid sends a silent distress call. D-3ATH walks closer, it can sense their quiet speech in the darkness. “supplies”.... “Republic”.... “mission”....”extraction”.... Circuits flare as the droid computes his next move. It’s defense protocol activates… It’s eyes turn red… It’s joints reinforce, and it walks in a controlled manner towards the new republic group. A rebel trooper jumps on its backside as D-3ATH makes itself apparent to the infiltrators. The trooper shoves a computing device into the droid's head, trying to overcharge and short circuit the droid's electrical system. The droid turns its head 180 degrees towards its back, trying to locate the threat on its backside. STZZZZ! D-3ATH falls to its knees as a charge of electricity paralyses it. “ No problem boys. lets get these supplies and get the hell outta here before these imps come a lookin’ for it. “ says the trooper… The new republic troopers look at him horrified. A confused look covers the trooper’s face as he turns around to see two red eyes in a dark silhouette against a single light. D-3ATH swipes his arm towards the trooper sending him flying towards the other republic troopers, knocking them down as one. One of them raises his blaster as D_3ATH marches towards him. Before he can fire, the droid yanks his blaster from him, ripping off the barrel with the axe head, and plunges it into him… the imperial reinforcemens arrive, but D-3ATH has fried parts of his CPU, and is incapable of deducing foe from friend. The new republic troopers in this sector never stood a chance, nor did the triumvirate’s stormtroopers...
  4. Faction: CorSec Faction Leader: MKJoshA Capital: Coronet City, Corellia Planets: Corellia, Trellen, Ojom, Thyferra, Yag'Dhul, Qiilura, Bothawui Systems: M11, L14, L7, R14 History: A lot has changed on Correllia since the day Lady Proxima’s gang ruled the streets. As the Empire grew, law and order were established in Coronet City. Working hand-in-hand with the Empire’s security forces, the Correllian Security Force (or CorSec as it was more commonly referred to) was established. After the fall of the Emperor and with the rise of the New Republic, Correllia began working cooperatively with New Republic Intelligence. CorSec, already having a reputation for producing highly skilled operatives and always getting the job done, was called on by the New Republic to help establish peace across the galaxy. While primarily a security force, CorSec has grown to include other departments. They have their own in-house mechanics. As well as their own in-house medical team. As their influence across the galaxy grows, so does CorSec's departmental needs. After the Battle of Endor, Mick (or MKJoshA as he was known then) left the Rebellion to return to his home world of Corellia where he joined CorSec. His previous work with the Alliance Intelligence division made him more than qualified for the job. He kept tabs on all his friends from the Rebellion and even recruited some to come work with him in CorSec. But he was glad to be back home and working for a legitimate government. He wasn’t ashamed of what he’d done with the Rebellion, but he slept better at night now. Everyone in the Force knew his background, so when his commanding officer Corran Horn called him to meet with a representative of the New Republic Mick wasn’t surprised. Corran said, "Mick, I want you to meet Alexsandr Kallus, New Republic representative." Kallus said, "Good to meet you Mick, Commander Horn tells me your the man for the job." Mick replied, "Thank you sir, I'll do my best. What job do you need done?" Kallus answered, "We've got our hands full in the New Republic right now. I've got a batch of new recruits who need training in the kind of skills CorSec is famous for. Naturally we'll work with CorSec if you find a being you'd rather keep in your ranks. Can I count on you?" The next day Kallus brought in the first batch of new recruits. "Listen up!" Kallus shouted. "You're here to follow instructions, not mouth off. So give your undivided attention to Mick." "Alright, so here's what the training process will look like..." began Mick. It was going to be hard but worthwhile work getting these recruits up to speed. And this was just the first batch! Maybe you'll be part of the next batch? "Join CorSec!" You can sign up here in this thread.
  5. _Josh_

    [S3 - Kir - CE] Kir At-rt

    *Your entry has earned 3 XP* [S3 - Kir - CE] This is my build for Clan Eldar. It is my minifig scale At-rt. This took a lot of time to design and I had a great time doing it!
  6. Ross Fisher

    Faction: Clan Eldar (CE)

    "Brothers and Sisters; "We're done hiding. "Some say the galaxy doesn't need us any more; that the Empire did everyone a favour with its conquest of Mandalore. They say that a warrior culture has no place in a galaxy that's had enough of war. "But I say this; there will always be a place among the stars for those who are willing to fight for it. Those who aren't prepared to let someone else deny their right to exist. "So if you've got the guts to wear the armour, I say you've earned the right to be a Mandalorian. It doesn't matter who you are; where you came from; born or made. If you're willing to stand against the storm with your head held high, Clan Eldar will stand beside you." Faction: Clan Eldar (Mandalorian Remnant) Faction Leader: @Ross Fisher Faction Lieutenants: @n1majneb Members: @Merc4Hire, @SodorBricks, @Lamborghini Waffle Sauce, @jhaelego, @JShortForJay, @PandaQuil, @Moppo, @Miscellanabuilds, @JetBricks Studios, @_Josh_, @Sharkbrix, @Scorch93 Headquarters/Capital: Lantilles (P8) Planets: Lantilles, Gizer, Azure (P8), Kashyyyk (P9), Gigor (R4), Atchorb, Bonadan, Kir (S3) Grid squares: P8, S3 Description During the Great Purge, many Mandalorian families and clans were entirely wiped out. Some members of Clan Eldar were fortunate enough to escape by fleeing their homes - a hard act for any Mandalorian. These disparate groups managed to keep in touch and, now that the Empire has fallen, are tentatively making contact again. Soldiers Clan Eldar consisted of Mandalorian warriors that donned Mandalorian armour with black, dark green, and orange color. Nonetheless, Members of Clan Eldar, and their allies, wear a wide range of different-coloured armour, and some wear no armour at all. Times have not been kind to the Clan, and many new members still need to earn their armour. Clan Eldar does not expect its members to follow The Way. Removal of your helmet does not make you any less Mandalorian. Giving up does.
  7. Shortcuts Core RulesFactions/Member SkillsThe MapOther details Welcome! Welcome to Factions. A home for MOCs from all eras of Star Wars loosely tied together by a map-based strategy game. The game itself takes place after the battle of Jakku, but builds can represent any planet in any era of Star Wars.       The goal of the strategy game is to find and control Holocrons. They are revealed by exploring planets and winning challenges.  There are many different factions you can petition to join. Being a part of a faction allows you to participate in 'episodes' (challenges), build freebuilds to earn in-game XP, tags, and other rewards, as well as other aspects of the game. You'll have a main character in-game, and through your building, you can advance your character and help your faction win. Getting Started Private Message (PM) a faction leader to ask to join their faction. Each faction has it's own style, storyline, and aesthetic, so you'll need to create a character in line with whatever faction you petition to join. Faction description, requirements, and contact info can be found in each faction's post at the top of the Factions subforum. You may only create one character, even if you change factions; make it a good one with a flexible storyline. Create your character, upload a 100x100 picture to your preferred image host, and fill out the Character Creator form. You can choose any name for your character but please keep it appropriate. Players may change factions at any time, but faction leaders do not have to accept new recruits. Alternatively, when builders have earned 75 XP they can create their own faction. Introduce yourself in the Introduction and Discussion topic. Fill out the Character Creator form to have your character added to the active players list. (optional) Create a signature using this generator created by @Bob De Quatre. Please note that it does not currently support Flickr photos for the avatar. We hope to fix this soon. Read up on the Core Rules here! Where to Post What This subforum, Factions, is used for this game. As such, you should only post your entries to Star Wars Factions here. The Core Rules contains the rules; questions about the rules should be asked in this topic. Players should introduce characters in this Introduction and Discussion topic and fill out the Character Creator form. All posts in this Introduction and Discussion topic should be Out of Character. Each faction will have their own way of communicating, so check with your faction and discuss your upcoming builds, Works-in-Progress (WIPs), strategies, and storylines through whatever method your faction leader proscribes. Announce your free builds in your faction topic to receive feedback, but make sure to also fill out the appropriate form to have it scored. Episodes will be announced in their own topics, and you will be able to use those topics to ask questions about and discuss the specific episode. Important Links Link to Submittal Form Player Index Link to Character Creator Form Link to Faction Change Form Link to Planet IP Values Link to Team IP Values General Discussion Signature Generator
  8. *Your entry has earned 17 XP (x2 for limited challenge)* Cdr. Bannon: Greetings your excellence! With all due respect, you have been wronged by the Jedi once too many. I regret that the Empire deprived you of any chance of retribution, but I am here to make amends. I have in my possession a Holocron that holds clues to the whereabouts of several Jedi. Unfortunately I need to find someone able to unlock this device. Can you help me? The Pirate King, Morku’Rath: Young soldier... Tell me… Why should we not cut your limbs off, and burn you alive… Then your little shining trinket would be ours, to do with as we please… Cdr. Bannon: If I don’t leave this planet alive, my Imperial Star Destroyer in orbit will turn this wretched maggot lair to rubble. Morku’Rath: BWAHAHAHA! You strike a hard bargain… Are you sure you’re not a pirate yourself? Mmh… We will help you… Let us see… Sometime earlier onboard Cdr. Bannons flagship, the ISD Manticore... Excerpt from Cdr. Bannon’s log: I followed Lord Kadus' suggestion and returned to my ship. Just as I arrived a holo transition came through, and from none other than the Crimson Duchess. I had met her only once before, so this had to be special! Holo transmission from the Crimson Duchess: *Commander, your Empire needs you. As you may suspect, the Triumvirate is not a dying remnant, struggling to survive. We are a part of a grander design! With your next mission you will step through the veil, and there will be no going back. We are counting on your loyalty Commander!* Cdr. Bannon’s log - continued: My mission sent me to the barren rock Botor. Not a system I was familiar with, but intel says that it is run by an old pirate cult called the Flesh Mongers. These pirates have something I need! /// This challenge was a great fit with Cdr. Bannon's continued storyline.
  9. Darth Bjorn

    [K12 - Kalist VI - TT] Raiders United

    *Your entry has earned 9 XP (x2 for limited challenge)* Excerpt from Cpt. Markland’s log: With our increasing influence corewards, the Imperial Triumvirate have had to make unlikely alliances in order to avoid New Republic attention. With the bulk of our fleet hidden in the Outer Rim, I’ve been tasked with negotiating an alliance, uniting raiders and pirates, to serve as the Triumvirate’s extended foreign legion. So far I’ve been successful in negotiating an agreement with six pirate leaders. Here’s my assessment of these individuals. Crimson Jack, Pirate Master and ex-employee of Jabba the Hutt. He was presumed dead, but reemerged with a pirate gang raiding worlds off of the Corellian Trade Spine. Jack has agreed to work with the Triumvirate in return for Imperial Equipment. Silver Fyre, leader of the Aquaris Freeholders and former ally of the Rebel Alliance. I have my doubts about her, and will be watching her closely! Captain Gideon, Devaronian scoundrel and natural leader. Provided the resources I think he will prove to be an asset. Amaiza Foxtrain, jack of all trades. What you see is what you get. However, she seems resourceful given the right mission. Ront Byrnloo, another ex-employee of Jabba the Hutt. After the death of his employer Ront assembled a sizable crew, and has agreed to join our raiders. Anja Gallandro, daughter of the famous gunslinger Gallandro. After her father’s death she pursued a career as privateer captain in the Outer Rim. /// Inspired by @Ross Fisher figbarf entries I felt like doing some more pirates. All of these are based on real characters in the SW universe... See the details below...
  10. Darth Bjorn

    Faction: The Triumvirate

    The Imperial Triumvirate Faction: The Triumvirate (Union of Imperial Remnants) Faction Leader: Darth Bjorn Faction Moffs: Gubi0222, marvelBoy123, Simulterious Headquarters/Capital: The Imperial Super Star Destroyer Resurrector (temporary) Planets: Daalang, Nanth'ri, Nixor, Molavar, Scarif, Rishi, Hosnian Prime, Byblos, Exodeen, Deysum, Fedalle, Castell, Byss, Fondor, Iphigin, Ghorman, Andara, Zeltros, Affa, Botor, Ota, Uogo'cor Sectors: The Daalang Sector, The Eclorar Sector, The Abrion Sector Grid: Q12, S15, M12, L13 Description In order to ensure our security and continued stability, the Imperial Remnants of a hundred worlds will unify under the Imperial Triumvirate! For a safe and secure society. Honoring the true imperial legacy, rising from the ashes, Tempered, Stronger, Reborn! - Supreme Moff Barthol The Triumvirate is an alliance of several imperial remnants all united under one banner. Loyal to the legacy of the emperor, and firm believers of restoring the empire to its former glory. Some remnants remain more independent than others, but all acknowledge and support the Triumvirs and regard the three as emissaries of the Emperor’s will. The Triumvirs The Triumvirs are the supreme authority in the Imperial Triumvirate. In some cases a triumvir has direct control of a specific department. The triumvirs each have their own agenda, but work towards the shared goal of an empire reborn. From left to right: The Crimson Duchess: The Crimson Duchess is the ruler of the mysterious Crim Dominion. Her mother also held the Crimson Duchess-title which seems to be handed down from mother to daughter, dating back generations. Rumor has it that the late emperor held the previous Duchess and the Crim Dominion in high regard. This could be the explanation for the deep imperial loyalty and military might of a relatively small system. Supreme Moff Barthol: A battle hardened war veteran who served the old Republic as a naval officer, and later the Galactic Empire as a highly decorated admiral and moff. Moff Barthol was personally appointed by the Emperor, to lead a highly secret mission into the Unknown Regions. Moff Barthol spent more than a decade in the unknown regions, only to return to an empire in disarray. Grand Prince Serion: Prince Serion was a former ISB Admiral and aristocrat hailing from Nacronis. In the final days of the Galactic Empire, Prince Serion played an integral part in Operation Cinder and the downfall of his homeworld Nacronis. Immediately after the destruction of Nacronis, Prince Serion staged a coup against two other unsuspecting admirals, and assumed control of their fleets, as well as the ground forces that had been stationed on Nacronis. The Prince quickly left the Nacronis system to avoid the New Republic, and made the rendezvous with Moff Barthol. Prince Serion ironically named his new army the Nacronis Protectorate. High Command The current High Command consists of nine commanders each responsible for a branch of the Imperial Triumvirate (e.g. politics, commerce, military). The high command only answers to the Triumvirs and together with the triumvirs, they are the ruling council of the Imperial Triumvirate. From left to right: Grand General, Warlord Ral Hathe: Chief of the Army Grand Admiral Bryce: Chief of the Navy Moff Iax Draenar: Regional Governor of Core Territories @Gubi0222 Director Rovv: Director of Security (ISB) Admiral Gull Grand Moff Jarl Baston Kallus Moff Pantoloc: Regional Governor of Outer Rim Territories Grand Moff Huron: Regional Governor of Mid Rim Territories Admiral Gable Karius: Head of Inquisition @marvelBoy123 Retired members of High Command: Admiral Harr Sinier (Imprisoned, awaiting processing) Admiral Vori (Presumed dead) Officers: The Imperial Triumvirate is a large union of many different branches, departments, and agencies. Natural leaders, disciplined officers, and ambitious commanders are needed, in order to steer the union towards the shared goal of returning the empire to its former glory. You could find yourself among the senior commanders of the Imperial Triumvirate, leading the expansion to new parts of the galaxy, reclaiming former imperial worlds, or planning future covert military or diplomatic operations. Special Forces Units: The Imperial Triumvirate utilizes a wide variety of special forces and commando units. Although most of these units are continuations of existing branches of imperial forces (such as Storm Commandos, Special Forces, and Death Troopers), more specialized and unique special forces have been established since the union of Imperial remnants under the Imperial Triumvirate banner. You could find yourself among one of these new specialized squads, or you could be an Imperial Super Commando, Inquisitor, Imperial Hunter, or a Special Agent working as a lone wolf on highly classified missions. Stormtroopers: Although against New Republic sanctions on imperial military, the Triumvirate is secretly training new troops for the Stormtrooper Corps. You might be a veteran stormtrooper re-deployed to a young squad or one of the many specialist troopers like scout troopers or patrol troopers. The Army: The basic infantry of the imperial Triumvirate. You may find yourself among these grunts, recruited from young conscripts and volunteers, eager to serve the new regime that has united their worlds and brought stability in a time of uncertainty. These soldiers travel across the galaxy on expeditionary missions, spearheading the expansion of the Triumvirate. The Navy: In the fleet of the Triumvirate, you could find yourself among the naval troops, fighter or shuttle pilots, or even commandeering a star destroyer. The fleet is an integral part of of the Triumvirate dominion, and Star Destroyers often serve as base of operation. Ancillary Branches: The imperial Triumvirate is a well-oiled regime, you may find yourself among the supporting personnel that keeps the wheels turning. The Triumvirate ancillary branch includes engineers, researchers, and logistics personnel. Recruits of the Imperial Triumvirate HOW DO I JOIN? Send a PM to the faction leader Darth Bjorn, explaining why you wish to join the Imperial Triumvirate! Sign up now! The empire needs you! WHAT SHOULD MY BUILDS LOOK LIKE? As a faction rising from the remnants of the Galactic Empire and building on the same values, you should aim for a style that resembles imperial architecture, starships, crafts and equipment - like imperial garrison bases, imperial star destroyers or even AT-ATs and AT-STs. These could be heavily modified and improved since they might be salvaged or repurposed. Member of the Imperial Triumvirate should proudly display their allegiance to the faction. This can be done by adding small details as Triumvirate banners soaring above your moc, or your troopers wearing the custom pauldrons with the Imperial Triumvirate signet. In the grey bar below below you'll finde an overview of all the creative assets ready for printing to use in your mocs. WHERE CAN I BUILD? The Imperial Triumvirate is constantly expanding its territory. In the grey bar below you will find a map of sectors, systems and hyperlandes accessible to the faction. You are allowed to build anywhere in the Star Wars galaxy, but only by building in accessible systems can you earn IPs for your faction. In order to further the faction's territory, all members of the Imperial Triumvirate is encouraged to earn IPs for the faction. Members of the Imperial Triumvirate can build in any system, where the faction has control or a presence (green and yellow systems). Members can also build on any system along the green hyperlanes and green sectors. Power, Strength, Loyalty! Enlist today! You can sign up for the Triumvirate in this thread! [Updates and additional photos coming soon...]
  11. *Your entry has earned 8 XP* log = tt.entry([DT-R&%]); run(log); output:; [DT-R65-BRAVURA SQUAD-MISSION STATUS]:; --The droid we discovered on Kalist VI has the most interesting data files… I haven’t seen anything like them. Our analysts have been working on him for ages, yet the scriptures within this hard drive are encrypted in a code we’ve never seen before. They could be ancient, but we don’t know. That would explain the somewhat erratic behavior of the droid when we first encountered it. IG-828 will certainly pose a challenge, and it is vital for us to uncover his history if we are to work with him further. Fortunately he has been cooperative enough to let us access his memory, however encrypted it is… It could be a trap. It could also be an opportunity… [end_transmission] “ Sir! The droid… it seems to be retrieving a transmission!” exclaimes a bridge officer through the comlink. DT-R65 turns his head towards Coda and Notturno, hinting that they should follow him. The three troopers head down the turbolift of the star destroyer. [location classified] “Do you think we will get any intel on the droid sir?” asks Notterno. “Yes, but it’s hard to say. Only an encryption key will help us reveal the droid's memory bank.. This transmission may be our only chance to discover its true origins... ” replies DT-R65. “We’ll know in just a moment…” smiles Coda. The blast door opens. Dolore and Feroce are waiting at the data center. The droid is sitting on the deck. Wires poor out of its central processing unit. It’s hooked up to the holotable it’s leaned against. The room is dark, apart from lights from the control panels, monitors, and the droid’s head which illuminates the area, alongside with the holotable. A momentary flash of a hologram pops up on the holotable. “What was that?!” asked Coda. They all look and listen intently at the holotable. The flash reappears… only to vanish again as quick as it came. A low pitched scrambled voice emerges from the droid, and a large hologram of the late emperor Palpatine stands on the holotable. The squad stands completely still, in awe, and shock… It was the emperor, prior to his ascendance to power. A young politician stands before them, cloaked and hooded in dark velvet robes. This droid is quite old indeed… The hologram flickers as Palpatine speaks. The speech is scrambled due to the droids security encryption. “This discovery will lead us to places beyond our greatest imagination…” says Notturno, still in awe of what he is seeing. DT-R65’s face darkens as he slightly tilts his head down towards the hologram, keeping his gaze centered on the hologram. His eyes are dark. He tilts his head up again. The blue light reflects off his face. A blue silhouette of palpatine mirrored in his eyes. “Only if we get the encryption key...” replies DT-R65. The hologram fades to blackness. The members of the BRAVURA squad look at each other, absorbing what they have seen. IG-828 begins to scramble again, but this time it’s speaking a language… “Get the computer language analysis to examine this.” says DT-R65. Notturno plugs one of the wires from IG-828 to a control panel. “What are we going to do?” asks Dolore. The translation from the computer pops up on the screen: Region. Mid Rim. Sector Chommell sector. Grid coordinates O-17 43∘06’13”N 88∘19’15”W “We are going to Naboo.” replies Coda. “Save the droid’s databanks, and pack our gear. Coda is right.” adds DT-R65. The squad lands on Naboo with bodypods. The coordinates take them to a large body of water. DT-R65’s pod depressurizes, and he activates his rebreather. The visor of his helmet glows green under the water. He spots the other squad members. The droid is already making its way towards the target. Bubbles burst from IG-828 as he regulates his descent. After a few minutes of swimming, they reach a plateau. A small sphere lay beside it. “Do you see what I’m seeing?” says Coda, a bit ahead of DT-R65 and the rest of BRAVURA squad. As DT-R65 gets closer, the sphere becomes clear. It is heavily corroded. He had been to Gungan city before, when he was a boy. It was one of the most beautiful sights he had seen. This sphere was crooked, ruptured and decayed. The gold that had once covered it had been eroded away by acid surging from the core. As the squad arrives on the plateau, IG-828 stands a bit further from the sphere. Coda takes him for a fool, and goes straight to the dome. There were old canisters of durasteel. A small luminescent light shined vaguely. “IG-R65, have you found anything?” asks DT-R65. The droid turns his head towards the squad. “(Yes.)” it replies. In front of IG-828 lay an ancient relic of a bygone era. A staff with ancient runes, with a hilt at the bottom… It is quite eroded as well, but has been made with such a quality, that it is preserved well enough. Well enough that an experienced high ranking imperial officer would recognize it from his days in the old empire. DT-R65 had seen holoimages of such an item on one of his missions to the emperor's observatories located on Pillio… “This cannot be any ordinary weapon.” says DT-R65. “(It is a sith lightsaber pike…)” says the droid...
  12. *Your entry has earned 15 XP (x2 for limited challenge)* Much can be said about senate halls and corporate offices, but the most decisive deals have been struck at racing circuits across the galaxy. The circuit at Affa 5000 is no exception in this time of uncertainty. R4C3: Hello and welcome to this glorious day at the Affa 5000. My name is R4C3, and I will be your host for this evening! I see the contestants are making their way out onto the starting grid… Some time later… R4C3: The swoops are going into the last stretch of the final lap! Jath Wabit and Slim Verco are side by side! Slim’s trying to catch up on the inside! He’s not seeing the service ramp! Wham!!! Tough luck Slimo! Guess it’s another win for tonight's favorite Bith! /// This was a crazy build... Super fragile and way too many colors for my taste!!! Aaaaanyway... Below are a few more shots:
  13. *Your entry has earned 5 XP (x2 for limited challenge)* 21.95 BBY ||Entry Log|| Unit: Lancer Battalion Planet of Recording: Affa After the opening battle of the war, the Lancer battalion has been dispatched to Affa, as part of the Republic’s efforts to locate the Decimator, an ancient superweapon. Alpha company has been dispatched to the outskirts of the Cybot Galactica assembling yard #327 to eliminate Droid recon detachments.
  14. Darth Bjorn

    [M13 - Quarzite - TT] Swoop Prospector

    *Your entry has earned 16 XP (x2 for limited challenge)* Excerpt from Cdr. Bannon’s log: Our next mission has brought us to Quarzite. For some reason one of our research departments has been involved in a high priority project, and they are in need of crystals for some kind of weapon. Our mission was to find a viable location for a base of operation, where our scientists could validate the purple Quarzite crystal. Cdr. Bannon: Lord Kadus. Come in. Transmitting my current coordinates. This area has a high density of crystals, and is accessible enough for the crew. Lord Kadus: Roger that Commander! We will proceed to the location immediately. Cdr. Bannon: What do you think Lord Kadus? Lord Kadus: Commander. This site will be perfect for a mining operation. Let’s hope these crystals are receptive for our synthesis process. Cdr. Voluth! How’s the test coming along? Cdr. Voluth: Just a few moments Lord. My men are working on it. Lt. Scientist Ralvand: Commander Volut, Sir. These crystals are crude, but the test puts them well within the viability spectrum! These crystals will work! Lord Kadus: Excellent!!! Begin setting up the mining site immediately! Commander Bannon, good work. You should return to High Command. They’ve requested you personally. Cdr. Bannon: Yes Lord. /// Here's a closer look at the two speeders:
  15. *Your entry has earned 11 XP* Discovery on Kalist VI log = tt.entry([DT-R&%]); run(log); output:; [DT-R65-BRAVURA SQUAD-MISSION STATUS]:; --Our mission on Fondor was a success. The sector is under control. Our next goal is to explore surrounding worlds for possible resources and supplies for the cause. Our next mission is on Kalist VI. According to old mission logs an imperial station was placed here during the galactic civil war. It remains to be seen if they have survived on their own for all these years… [end_transmission]; run(log); We’ve arrived on Kalist. The station seems abandoned, largely barron, desert landscape surrounding it. Something has been here though… The supplies here are fresh. The base hasn’t been abandoned for long. Storage crates are covered in sand, some are not. We will search for more evidence as to what happened here, but there is nothing to report yet. [end_transmission]; “This planet is indeed barron sir.” said Coda. DT-R65 stared ahead, observing the station. “What is that over there?!” Coda exclaims. The wind is blowing up the sand, but a settlement within the base itself can be seen. “Nottero, flank the right side of that building”, commands DT-R65. The team approaches the building. Silhouettes of stormtrooper helmets can be seen through the dusty wind. Can it be? Is there still hope for the forces stationed here? No… No. The dust settles. Stormtrooper helmets have been pierced and placed on pikes. This place is indeed inhabited, but not by stormtroopers… Notturo comes around from the right flank. “Nothing here sir.” “Activate that generator.” DT-R65 replies. The generator flickers with light, and makes a high pitch humming sound. An awful racket stirs from within the house. A mechanical sound approaches the closed blast door. “At the ready troopers!” The blast door opens, and a cloud of dust emerges. the mechanical sound is louder, and the blast door closes. Now it is silent. Coda runs a thermal scan, but finds nothing, except the generator… The dust blows away to reveal a metal figure standing before them. A droid, a large droid wielding 2 WESTAR-35 blaster pistols. Could it be reasoned with? not likely, but worth a try. It had after all decimated the imperials stationed here. “((What is your purpose here))” says the droid in a low, muffled and gritty manner. Its sensors are pale, as if it was blind, but one can’t know for sure. DT-R65 turns off his voice scrambler. “We seek to recruit the troopers stationed here, although it seems you made quick work of them.” “((They left me no choice))” says the droid. “((I am IG-828))” It seems to be friendly, despite its menacing appearance. “My name is DT-R65. This is my squad.” “((Please exit the premises.))” says the droid. “Why did you do this?” asks Coda. The droid replies; “((PLEASE EXIT THE PREMISES!))” IG-828 raises his blasters, targeting both Coda and Notturo standing behind him. “Wait! we have something to offer” says DT-R65. IG-828 turns one of his sensors towards DT-R65. “ You are activated thanks to us. Had we not turned on the generator, you would still be here, corroding. We have a ship, we have… opportunity.” IG-828 stands still, computing this proposition. Quite odd that a droid can be conscious in this manner, but this consciousness was also what made it so effective. The droid lowers his blasters… BRAVURA squad has gained a new member! run(status); Mission on Kalist VI:; status: successful [end_transmission];
  16. *Your entry has earned 28 XP* The sight that met us above Fondor was best described as chaos. Moments after coming out of hyperspace above Fondor, Pyerce’s forces were all over the freighter. No surprise, but also no challenge for the heavily modified Corellian freighter. The YT-1140 freighter holds an incredible amount of power, that has been redistributed to support advanced weapons and defense systems. No wonder this model has been banned the last decade, and so few have made it through production. Without deviating from our approach to Fondor’s surface, Pyerce's TIEs were dealt with. A few moments later we sat down on the rendezvous, a few clicks west of the research facility. /// This has probably been the most time-consuming build I've ever made. I always wanted to make a Corellian-type freighter, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity. I have to admit I had my doubts at several points... However, I'm pretty satisfied with the result - room for improvement, but for my first 'SHIP' I think its ok. Additional shots below: I'll see if I can get a few more shots up of the interior and details... Update - A few raw shots of details in the ship:
  17. *Your entry has earned 10 XP* Emergency Transmission from the Imperial Cargo Cruiser Adalior: ICC Adalior, Cpt Artel broadcasting on all Imperial frequencies. *grrrrttzzzz* Our cargo has been compromised. *kkkrrrrrtttzzz* We’re going down in the Bozelvort desert *loud screams* south of Harazod. *more loud screams* Requesting rescue! Excerpt from Cpt. Artel’s log - sometime earlier: Our mission was to restore an old imperial facility on Gerrard V, and relocate several deadly specimens for research purposes. We are now en-route to the planet. This could be considered a Blue Milk run, except I cannot count the number of teeth we are hauling to Gerrard V. /// A fun little build I threw together during the summer...
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    [M13 - Devaron - TT] Stopping the Leak

    *Your entry has earned 5 XP* Excerpt from Cdr. Bannon’s log: After the union of the Imperial Triumvirate, one of our highest priorities has been to avoid the gaze of the New Republic. Our presence in the core and the colonies must be hidden. We’ve tracked a New Republic spy that intercepted transmissions from Fondor, to the Devaron system. Recent reports suggest that Joral Avan of Reaper Squad, shot down the agent above the jungles of Devaron, before the spy could reach his destination. I’ve instructed Agent Avan to make sure the spy is taken care of, and that the transmission doesn’t get further. /// Another small moc I've had on the table for some time...
  19. *Your entry has earned 9 XP* Mato's Tale: Chapter VII For the first time in his life, Mato woke to the sun streaming through a window. On Nal Hutta he had slept in a room with as much ventilation as a prison cell. Not much sun to go around anyway. Here it was blinding. The cot he'd slept on was the softest bed he’d ever had, but he rose nonetheless. He had always been punctual, mostly for the sake of survival: Hutt Bosses weren’t known for their patience. But there were no Hutt Bosses here. He had slept in “the House”, an abandoned Imperial Governor’s mansion-turned community hub. Ko-Yode, the leader of the colony of Bur Wend, had put him up in the same wing that he slept in; not the house’s actual bedrooms, but what used to be the servant’s quarters. Mato imagined there was a statement being made there. Vendors stuffed the shining halls. Mato was wandering and watching people set up their market stalls when Ko-Yode found him. “Sleep well?” Ko-Yode asked. “Until your blasted sun assaulted me.” The Steward smiled behind his beard. “First time seeing a sun?” “One that bright? You bet your chob.” Ko-Yode grinned and retrieved a wide-brimmed hat from one of the vendors to give the Weequay. “This could help. You’ll have plenty of time to get used to it, don’t you worry. After all, you’ll be out in the hills.” This turned Mato’s attention. He looked up, maybe a little overeager. “Anything to earn my place,” he said quickly. “I’m ready to work.” “I’ve got no doubt,” Ko-Yode nodded. “You’ll be training with Dinnie for the week. She oversees our rice farms on the Lam Mountains. She’ll show you the ropes, introduce you around. And maybe later, you and I can go for a hunt, eh?” Mato considered it. He wasn’t eager to do any sort of violence, and he told Ko-Yode this. The dark-skinned man looked him over keenly, before finally nodding with something between understanding and approval. “We’ll go for a walk instead. Get some time to talk.” An older female Gungan, dressed in field clothes, walked toward them. “Ko-Yode! Our prophet,” she said as she approached, bowing to the man in black. “Theesa must be da traitor! The mutt from da Hutts!” Ko-Yode gave her a look. “Let’s not shout about that, Din. Our friend prefers his privacy. We’re all entitled to that, eh?” The Gungan grinned at Mato. “Sure, sure!” Except for Yigs—who saved him—and Ko-Yode—who had shown him such kindness—Mato couldn’t help but fall back into his lifelong attitudes of suspicion and defensiveness towards others. Show no weakness. Reveal nothing. Do what you are told. Know danger and avoid attention. So the Weequay, feeling attacked and vulnerable from the mention of his past, snarled back at her. “Was that supposed to be a joke? Wasn’t very funny.” To Ko-Yode, she said, “Not quite free of his old manners, huh?” then she looked to Mato. “Oh, yousa will have time to learn when I’m jokin’. And yes,” she added. “That was a joke. Good one, too! Yousa will figure out when to laugh, weesa got all week!” Mato wasn’t sure he’d last that long. Hard work he would endure, but he wasn’t used to having to endure annoying companions. The annoying ones never lasted long on Nal Hutta. They said farewell to Ko-Yode, and Dinnie led the way to a skimmer idling near the House. By now the sun had disappeared, replaced by an overcast sky. Tall mountains stood in the distance, shrouded by fog. “Might drizzle,” Dinnie muttered. “Hope yousa don’t mind getting wet!” “Whatever falls from the sky, it won’t be the stinking muck I’m used to. I’ll be fine, gungan.” “Meesa got a name! And meesa not the only Gungan here. Unless yousa want to get confused, yousa better get used to using it!” They left the community hub on the skimmer, humming towards the uplands. Mato wrapped himself in Yigs’ cloak and his new hat to shield himself from the rain. “Let meesa tell you about our farmin’! ‘Till last year, this place was controlled by the Empire! Made food for some research place on the planet. The Empire used Agrichems: spray a field, and anything grows! No hard work required! Just plant and harvest!” “Sounds real easy. Are you using Agrichems here, then?” “What! No!” Dinnie sputtered in disgust. “Agrichems may be easy, friend, but they destroy the soil beneath! Poison the land itself! Make it impossible to grow anything there without them. The Empire was makin’ sure no one could use the farmland without Agrichems. Ruin it for anyone that took control!” Pretty selfish. Mato didn’t have much experience with the Empire, but he’d seen plenty of pettiness in his lifetime. Taken part in some too. Mato looked out over the land as their skimmer climbed the hills. A vast swath of flatland sat empty and unplanted. The ground was dark and scorched and had a sickly appearance. Field workers were scattered about. “What’s that place, Gung—“ Mato corrected himself midsentence. “. . . Uh, Dinnie?” Dinnie was pleased he was learning so fast. She looked out over the fields. Her tone turned frustrated. “Weesa call it the Scar. The best, widest farmland! But now it’s the stinkiest farmland! It’s ruined! Weesa can’t use it until we heal the land.” Mato stared. “Karf, what a mess . . . But, fixed? You’re saying it can be fixed?” “Yes, yes, but issa lot of work. We all take shifts in big, clompy protection suits to treat the flatlands, trying to restore the soil to good health. In the meantime, we been farming up in the hills. Empire didn’t use the hills. Now, some of the colonists want to go back to buying and using Agrichems, but one spray and poof! All our work undone! Stuck usin’ ‘em forever! So that’s no good.” “You’ve got to be kidding me! What a bunch of idiots.” “Eh, yousa can’t blame them too much; doing things right is a lot more work. Issa tempting to go back to the easy methods. That’s one thing those robot salesmen—Techno Union—is offerin’. Agrichems. But weesa say no! And Ko-Yode says no,” she said proudly. Mato bared a smile. “He stood his ground. Got to watch him do it, too. Threatened to hit one with his staff, y’know.” “Heesa did? Hah! Wish I coulda seen that! Yes, yes, Ko-Yode has been teaching us all about takin’ care of the land. Heesa Bur Wend’s steward, but heesa just bein’ humble. Heesa prophet! Sent by the force to lead us. And meesa would follow him anywhere. Even somewhere hot and horrible like the Scar!” Once they had reached the top, they climbed off the skimmer with bags of seed. Small pools that dotted the mountainside were being harnessed as paddy fields for growing rice. The pools they’d stopped at were still in the process of being converted, their water levels regulated by a tall, white Irrigation Regulator. “It predicts the weather, too!” said Dinnie, slapping the side of the machine. “Lotsa tricks!” They sloshed into the pools to clear weeds and prepare the soil for planting. While they worked, Dinnie made jokes and poked fun at Mato for his obvious discomfort and clumsiness. “All yousa planting is yousa face into that pool!” she laughed. Mato wasn’t used to being laughed at. He bristled with every comment, which only invited more jokes from the gusty Gungan farmer. Finally, when her jokes had turned towards the topic of the Hutts and his past life, he was reaching his breaking point. “So what’s the bathing like? Do yousa all just stand under a grate and let a Hutt drip down slime on yousa heads?” Mato burned with anger and shame. Without realizing what he was doing, he lashed out with his fist, swinging at Dinnie’s head. She ducked away and swatted him on the back, sending him splashing into the pool. When he rose, still seething, her voice had turned hard, her manner swelled-up and serious. Despite her jokes, she was a formidable person. “Yousa try anything like that again, and yousa gonna regret it. What’s wrong with yousa?” Mato, breathing hard, was flooded with regret. He couldn’t let this kind of thing happen. He was done with that life. It took great effort to allow his anger to pass, but he managed to mutter an apology. “Meesa forgive you. But yousa watch yourself!” They worked together for the rest of the week, cultivating the new Lam Rice pools. Mato quickly learned that Dinnie wasn’t kidding; doing things the right way was hard work. He spent all day up to the calf in cold water. They warmed themselves by the skimmer’s engine in the afternoons if they didn’t have the sun. Mato tried every day to make amends for his outburst. He filled Dinnie’s canteen before she asked, gave her some of his portions, and would offer to do extra work so she could rest. She happily accepted, sitting on the grass and pointing out flaws in his work. Dinnie noticed his shame and appreciated his work ethic. As Mato had made it well and clear that he was sensitive about his time on Nal Hutta, she injected her humor with moments of kindness and went a little easier on him from then on. She didn’t stop poking fun at him, not in the least, but her jokes stopped referencing his past. The Gungan became his teacher. She taught him well, supported him, but never let him get away with laziness. They got to know each other better on the job; Mato learned that Dinnie and her mate had moved to Wayland via a refugee program the CFS had started for displaced Imperial slaves. “Heesa not like heesa used to be,” she said sadly. “Broken by the Empire. Not much more than a shell.” “I’m . . . sorry.” “Treatments in the Core Worlds woulda had us in a gutter. Broke! So meesa figured fresh air was the next best thing. But heesa not much better than heesa was a year ago.” She gave a heavy sigh but hid her emotion by focusing on their work. “Get another bag of seed from the skimmer, yousa lazabout!” The two became strong companions. In the evenings they would gather with the other farmers for supper. Mato must have tensed up when he saw the group of people because he heard Dinnie whisper, “No one wants to hurt you! Relax!” Dinnie was the life of the party at these dinners, entertaining everyone with her jokes and stories. In the beginning, a few of these were always about Mato, but by the end of the week she had started to joke less about him, and more with him, and if anyone gave him a weird look, it was Dinnie who came to his defense. Soon, no one gave him weird looks. He had never had someone in his corner before unless they were betting on him in a fight. Never someone who liked him. Soon he found himself enjoying the suppers despite himself. He sat in the circle with the other workers, laughed at Dinnie’s jokes, listened to stories, and relaxed after the long day. For the first time in his life, he felt a strange sense of safety and rightness, one that he couldn't quite name. He was valued for who he was. Other farmers treated him with respect and affection, and he the same to them, which felt just about as good. No one wanted to kill him. He nearly threw up for thinking this, but maybe he had found a place that he could claim as home. Somewhere he could belong. Nah, that wasn’t it. Nah. It was probably just the stew. ____________________________________________________________________ The Techno Union transport, silent and dark, hovered in orbit over Wayland. Like an insect breaking from an egg, a ship emerged from within. The wide-winged lander flashed its engines, droning towards the planet’s surface.
  20. *Your entry has earned 22 XP* Excerpt from Cdr. Bannon’s Log: My squad and I were dropped near one of the facility’s northern platforms. To our luck this entrance was lightly guarded, and we made short work of the Pyerce's stormtroopers there. While Pyerce’s forces focused on another part of the complex, the schematics from Scarif lead us directly to the research mainframe. Brac stayed behind to guard our exit. With a successful extraction of the data Joral and I headed back towards the surface. That was when things turned south... Pyerce reinforcements had taken back control of the platform, and were waiting for us! We were pinned down... Pinned down, but not out of luck... A squad of Death Troopers among Pyerce's forces suddenly turned on the stormtroopers... To my surprise it was one of our own... I guess that's the mess you get from imperials fighting each other... Were it not for Deputy Director Shan Talli’e and her squad, we’d never make it off Fondor. /// I had a lot of fun with this build. There's just something extremely satisfying about Imperial architecture! ;)
  21. *Your entry has earned 12 XP* On board the Imperial II-class Star Destroyer, the Emperor's Command: Sir, the strike team has reached Fondor. Exellent news, Lieutenant. Say them, they shall proceed with their mission. Secure the warehouse. We can`t lose it to a traitor It's to important for our survival. Yes, Sir. You may go, Lieutenant. Today will be the last day of the traitor Pyerce. The Triumvirate will stand victorious. bild 3 And a few more pictures, just because I can: And the Minifigurs used in the MOC: bild 8 My first MOC for Factions and also my biggest MOC in a long time. Greetings Mac
  22. *Your entry has earned 6 XP* Hello everyone, Today I present my entry for Episode VI of Factions. The Black Sun, wanting to gain strength in the chaos and protect their assets, sent a large task force of ships in an attempt to disrupt Pyerce's blockade and protect the troop landers. This build depicts the bridge of the flagship of this fleet, the mighty Vanquisher. Please forgive my photo editing skills, as I am still quite new to the game in that regard. Pictures: Untitled Untitled Untitled C&C appreciated. Thanks!
  23. *Your entry has earned 17 XP* Prior to the Confederacy of Free System's primary assault on Fondor, CFS intelligence caught wind of rumors involving several Pyerce officers frequenting various night clubs in major metropolitan areas on the planet. Upon confirmation of these rumors, a small team was dispatched to capture at least one officer in an attempt to acquire the locations of important Pyerce assets and officials. The team was told to be discreet, but low approval of Pyerce's blockade among the alien populace of Fondor may provide the team with the option of a more direct approach. Front Club Fondor (Front) Interior Club Fondor (Interior) CFS Operatives CFS Hit Squad
  24. *Your entry has earned 7 XP* Hello everyone, Today I present my entry for Episode VI of Factions. The Black Sun, wanting to gain strength in the chaos and protect their assets, landed ground troops on Bonadan in an attempt to carve out some of the planet's resources for the gang's purpose. The build depicts a skirmish between Pyerce's stormtroopers and some Black Sun foot-soldiers, reinforced by an IG bounty droid. I tried to base the build off of the concept art for Bonadan from the old Duel of the Fates script. Please forgive my photo editing skills; I am quite new to the game in that regard. Pictures: Untitled by ryan connor Untitled by ryan connor Untitled by ryan connor Untitled by ryan connor C&C appreciated, thanks.
  25. *Your entry has earned 12 XP* Previously: All of my builds: After our long way, we finally arrived to Kuat with our anticipated cargo and managed to land on the surface. As it turned our, the remnants of the Commenor Remnant are now under the flag of The Triumvirate, and those ships around the planet were them, securing the planet. We've contacted Ambassador Zol, and he told us, that our diplomat, Moff Iax Draenar, took the place of Admiral Vori in the High Command as Regional Governor of Core Territories. With his move the remained TCR units was merged into The Triumvirate, this is a huge deal for us, to be part of the biggest organisation of Imperial remnants. There are still some individula remnants, with whom we must to deal, such as Moff Pyerce's "Pyerce Empire" But our mission is still important to deliver the help to Kuat, and gain their loyalty by stoping the epidemic. Ambassador Zol said, that he will meet us on Kuat, at the main research facility of the capital's medical center. On Kuat: Gubi - Ambassador Zol, nice to meet you again! Ambassador Zol - Gubi, Boghi, Andrysh, welcome to Kuat, finaly! This supply becomed very anticipated by now. Ambassador Zol - Let's get some box and go inside the Lab, Dr. Ave are waiting! Ambassador Zol - Dr. Ave, this is Cpt. Gubi Totho and his squad. They brought highly effective medical Nano-Droids from Foundry. Former Techno Union member Skakoans are experimenting with some them as high efficient cures. They are our best change to fight the epidemic on Kuat. Dr. Ave - Welcome to my lab. The planet needs big help, we tested everything we had, but didn't have any promising resaults. Dr. Ave - Let's see, what we got here! L4 open a crate and get the computer ready! Dr. Ave - L4 go the computer! I'll send the date immediately. L4 - Yes Doctor! Ambassador Zol - What do you see, Doctor? Dr. Ave - It looks promising, i think it might work. L4, what dou you seen in the data? L4 -The Nano-Droids defeated most of the infected cells. This is an effective medicine for the epidemic. Dr. Ave - Thats grear news. We will start the reproduction of the vaccine. Dr. Ave - Thank you for your help, you literally saved Kuat. The whole planet can be grateful for the Triumvirate. I hope, our alliance will last long. Ambassador Zol - We are happy to help the people and also for our new ally. Andrysh - What are our next orders? Cpt. Gubi - We didn't recieved them yet, but Zol said, that most of our ships are headed to Fondor. So we have to go there, I think...