Palin Jax

{Alone, feeling defeated, and ashamed to have been taken by the Rebels, Jax digs deep within his soul, searching for a means of escape... Having been imperial conditioned beyond normal standards, Jax feels confident that NO amount of torture will cause him to reveal any Imperial secrets, nor Jedi training, as having had training in that regard makes him impervious to Jedi mind tricks... A small comfort, Jax manages to get out this IMP encrypted message...} IMP Encrypted code Jax-five-oh-first-Com: Lord *vader* , I have not failed you, nor was our loss of such valiant men of the 501st in vain... I managed to get a copy of the schematic of this vessel and its stealth generator, which I have sent with this message.. My life is forfeit, as I failed to die before I was captured... Do not bargain for my life, which has only ever been lived for the glory of the Empire. I have managed one very surprising find... A Jedi is on board. You will enjoy that hunt my lord... {Confident that his life is over, Jax prepares to die}

SITCOM Officer to Captain Lennox{Tyrant}: Sir, it appears that our overwhelming forces are forcing the Rebels into retreat! {Lennox walks to the SITCOM station}: You are relieved of your duties, luteninant... Never underestimate a very worth adversary. We may have the day, but we've lost the Harbinger, and all the men with her... That modified Hammerhead alone could wounds us... (ship rocks as a strong focused blast, then another, broadside her resilient hull. She is still space worthy, but badly damaged) (SITCOM officer nods and is replaced) Lennox to Air Wing Commander: You see that lone TIE out their, protecting our boarding parties? Get his call sign, and give him support. AWiC: Aye Sir...{one squadron (6 TIE's) re-enforce Voltio's TIE fighter) {Meanwhile Commander Jax and his team manage to board Relentless, but the 501st paid a heavy price... Even the TIE/sh that Jax piloted was destroyed, burning Jax and his team... A fight breaks out in the Hangar bay, as Jax and his men are pinned down by their ruined TIE/sh.}(had to edit this because someone didn't read the post. Please read the post, then reply.) Jax to his men: You have fought bravely, my brothers, but we must now draw a line in the sand... I will break away and attempt to at least get the schematics for the Cloaking Device. Defend our honor, but take no unnecessary chances. {As Jax falls back, one of his team goes down... but unlike lesser clone regiments, the 501st take up a ring around their fallen brother. "To a man", Jax thinks to himself. Commander Jax nods with respect, but quickly goes in search of his quandary}

{Tyrant clears hyperspace above Kashyyyk, to see Two illegally heavily modified Mon Calamari pleasure yachts engages 2 Victory Star Destroyers. One of the Victory's, the Aggressor, is protecting her sister, the Harbinger, from almost certain doom. An unknown classified ship, which COMSCAN has labeled the "Relentless" class, is engaging General Casewindu's Flagship SD. A third Victory, under no direct Imperial Captain, but being helmed by her XO, picks at the pieces of on shattered hull of a third Mon Calamari cruiser.} Capt Lennox: Gentleman, I believe we have our first catch of the day. Tactical, open main batteries salvo Starboard side. I want you to cripple the Relentless... They are way ahead of schedule on their Stealth Technologies Program, and I believe Lord *vader* would be most pleased with that cloaking devices. Tact. Off.: Aye, Sir Lennox to Jax: What do you think? Jax: I will prepare my men; I think a boarding party might be in order. At least we will be able to test our mens... SPEC-OPS capabilities... {Disobeying direct Imperial Code of Conduct, not to mention conventional wisdom, Jax suits up and himself pilots the TIE/sh to lead the assault party on Relentless} Jax: The role of a Commander is a hard one. You gotta make gut choices... I know I need to be able to sacrifice my men.. but I just can't do it safe and snug on some bridge... If my men are gonna die, the other sides gotta get through me first... {The men of Jax crew, amazed at their new Commanders boldness, smile beneath the helmets} IMP Encrypted Hologram: Lord *vader* ; My Men and I are engaging a new, as yet classified Rebel cruiser we have named the Relentless class. We have determined that they posses a highly sophisticated Stealth emitter and are attempting to ah... procure a copy for the Empire. Also, it appears that the fishy fools of Mon Calamari are aiding the rebels with there travel yachts... we have encountered three such examples. I recommend we invade Mon Calamari and enslave the whole race! We will make them an example to the rest of the Galactic Universe. Treason shall be dealt with treacherously!!!

Hehehe... Black Eta 2... Thank you TLC

Name: Jax, Palin Rank: Commander; COM 501st Legion, "Vaders Fist" Type: Classified, Emperors Eyes Only...( rumored Storm Scout/Commando Phase II)Shadow troopers Weapons: Standard Imperial Blaster, more of the best Stormtroopers then you could shake a stick at... Individual is classified as a weapon Ship: Flag command attached to Victory II Star Destroyer "Event Horizon" Special Operation: Modified stealth Siener Fleet Systems TIE/sh Shuttle; modified stealth Aratech Z-74 military speederbike.*new* Equiped with cybernetic comlink arm Rumored Birthworld: Kamino; Same pod as Cannor Jax. (rumored)

{Jax's TIE/sh arrives above the cold, black space above New Plympto. Upon his arrival onboard Tyrant, he is met with a small honor guard comprised of troopers from the 501st. With the formal acceptance of his Command, Jax heads to the command bridge and reports to Captain Lennox} Captain Lennox: Ah, you must be the new, up-and-coming officer we have been talking about. Ensign Cabbel, this is Commander Jax. He will be directing the 501st's Operations. I want you to extend every courtesy to him. His orders are be followed as if they came from me. Cabbel: Yes Sir... Captain Lennox: It appears as though the last squad of troopers have been extracted from that hell-hole and .... Jax: With all do respects, Captain, I want this ship to make all haste... There is a war in the skies above the home world of those walking carpets... I want some rebel dog-tags, and maybe a few rugs... Order Must be maintained... It is time for the hammer to fall on those Rebel swine... Capt Lennox:(taken aback); At once Commander... Navigation, you heard the man...

Lord *vader* , I would be most humbly honored to assume the roll of Commander of the 501st. Each breath I take I pledge will be only for your greater honor. I will strive to replace Commander Vill, though I doubt I will be able to fill his boots... He was wise beyond his training, and well liked by his men. Your Fist will be a mighty gauntlet, one which those pathetic rebel idealists will soon come to tremble at. {After changing his uniform and rank bar to that of Commander, Commander Jax heads to a hangar and departs in a TIE/sh for New Plympto .}

{After receiving the message, Jax reports to the Captains command cabin. } Captain Archer: Pilot TK-777, why aren't you at you post? Jax: (removes his scout helmet) Lord *vader* has instructed me to return to the fray of battle, Sir. Captain Archer: (scoffs) Pilot, the Dark Lord of the Sith does not talk directly to you, nor does he even know you exist... I will be personally assigning you to one of our fine detention cells... (moves to the door) Jax: He also instructs you to move the ship out of the fray and protect that lone fighter at all cost... Capt: (loks back) Is that so? Perhaps you do not understand the gravity of the insult you are.... (begins to gag and choke) {Jax, enraged by the officers disrespect, wonders what could possibly be causing this mans windpipe to constrict. He continues watch until the Captain falls dead to the cold decks. Jax composes himself, walks smartly outside to a stormtrooper, and orders him to take care of the situation. The trooper, feeling threated by Jax's yellow eyes, quickly obeys.} {15 Minutes Later; Jax crawls into a pilot harness, and leaves the Hangar to rejoin the fight.} To himself... I WILL keep Lord Vader's Cargo safe, no matter the cost... {Piloting Lord Vader's special fighter, Jax clears a few Z-95's and X-Wings before he dis-engages and plots a course for Coruscant. He arrives latter at Lord Vader's personnel Star Destroyer with his Beloved cargo :'-) }

{Onboard Avenger, Jax sees a sister ship, the Harbinger, burst into flames, apparently broadsided by an unseen adversary} Jax to Captain Archer: Sir, we must return fire on what destroyed the Harbinger... Captain Archer: Pilot, have some RESPECT for the chain of command... Jax: Yes Sir; awaiting your orders... Captain... Hey, what class of ship is that. It doesn't appear in any of our data bases, and no ship that small has a cloaking device. Return fire at once... AUX Battery officer: At once sir... Captain Archer: COMSCAN: Send word to General Casewindu, and relay we need more fire-power here. Jax: At once Sir! {commence Salvo from Batteries Port Side on Relentless... and launches it 2 embarked TIE fighter squadrons to engage the swarming nats of the Rebellion}

{After leaving Kamino in haste, Jax received the transmission, and abruptly changed course. Pushing his meager TIE fighters two Ion engines to their limits, Jax finally arrives at the meeting coordinates. The Skies of Kashyyyk burn brightly, as salvos of manically Hell-fire rain down upon the canopy of the wookie home world. A very loyal soldier to the cause, yet Jax sheds but a single tear... an effigy to the innocence lost for the blood-thirsty lust of the rebel vermin...} Jax mutters to himself... "High ideals hide hidden hatreds... They claim in love of freedom that they rise above the Empire, yet they lay bare the wounds left by that decayed Republic." {moved by the heedless waste of resources, Jax enters a rage unseen but felt... Highly out-gunned, yet undaunted, he fires on the nearest X-Wing, crippling the hapless victim with in the dark bosom of space... Next, he removes a Y-Wing of a it's much needed engines, then shatters the fragile head of it's maintenance droid. Upon seeing the personal fighter craft, Jax radios for it to stay clear and to head for the nearest Victory Destroyer... After the craft lands safely with in the hold} IMP ULTRA Coded Hologram: Lord *vader* ; your ship and its cargo are safe, but the Imperial Fleet is engaged in a tactical battle with Rebel Forces. We are in need of a formidable Admiral. I request you send your very best, as it appears that most of the Key rebels are in this sector... Please advise, as I await your orders... {Jax takes a COMSCAN stations onboard the Aggressor (Victory I-class), as he awaits reply}

{Back at the cloning facilities on Kamino, overlooking the millions of future warriors for the Empire, Jax sits on a medical gurney as a FX series medical droid attaches the final servo connections to his cybernetic arm. Due to a... lack of funding... the operation is done without anestassia. Later, after Jax awakens from this exhausting ordeal, he looks down at his cybernetic arm in child-like, or as close as can be expressed for clone-like, wonder. The arm now has a direct linking ability to jack directly in a ships mainframe, allowing for more deeper code breaking} Hologram to Lord Vader: Mi lord, I am once again ready to reek havoc upon the feeble forces of the Rebellion. I am on my way back to your flag Star Destroyer.

To VBBN; Imperial Rations... lovely, just like back home. To IMP INT Officer: Sir, all of the relevant data we have been able to extract so far has been placed into this command cylinder... I have taken the liberty of classifying this EYES ONLY. I have total faith that it will be delivered into the proper hands. IMP INT to Jax: Good work Pilot. I will give this into the gloved fist of Lord *vader* himself. {Cylinder contains information about locations, dates, times, and transfers of bota within the known Galaxy. The data itself has been corrupted, and all the dates are pre-Imperial, but the locations contained within could make good search locations for hidden caches/ additional information. The main reason for the high classification is that Black Sun had planned to re-animate the remains of Durge with the intent of attempting to eliminating Lord *vader* and attempting an attack against the Emperor himself. It also list the names of operative within the old republic loyal to black sun. Some of these individuals may be in close proximity to the Emperor.} {After assisting the personnel with the proper care of the.. ah... guest...} Jax to VBBN, Vol, and LOP; Great work, brothers... I am proud to have served with you... I am off with the IMP INT officer so that I can get some much needed medical attention (points at stump). Thank the maker we have good insta-skin.

Well now, technically he is a Shadow Scout :-$ . BTW, can anyone recommend a good moder. I have stayed pretty in-system Lego wise, but I really love the concept of a dark scout. I guess I could try it myself, but lets face it, I would hate to wreck even one of my scouts learning how to do it |-/ . It would also be nice to get the silver imperial symbols on him, (chest). In the end, I have only ever been a linguistic artist, never skilled with cunning eye or stroke of hand...

Imperial encrypted channel COM Delta to VBBN: Also, bring in an officer from Imperial Intellegency... We will need to get this oughta here quickly... Imperial encrypted PRIVATE Hologram: Lord *vader* ; General Casewindu appears to have the situation under control... I believe you have wisely chosen our commander here. I respectfully request to be reassigned to other duties, as I believe it was no accident we stumbled upon this location, rebel controlled or otherwise. I have other classified information here which leads me to suspect the rebel have another base of operations. I wish to investigates this in more detail... If they are working with another organization, they could easily become more of a threat. I am standing by for further orders.

Darn VBBN... ya beat me... Palin Jax is a Shadow Storm trooper, although more of a shadow scout (Lego, if you are reading this, a black scout troopers helmet would be a nice Christmas gift ;-) ); with a robotic arm, and wears a black handkerchief around the shoulder covering that arm. Without his black mask, looks like Jango Fett (Black Head). Palin has a personal Speeder bike, all in black and silver, and pilots a TIE Shuttle (stripped down TIE bomber expanded lengthwise by 4 studs in passenger hold with a com scan suit in back of command module... in the process of building it); painted entirely in black and silver for stealth re-con missions, modified to carry said speeder. He has advanced anti-security training, demolitions expertise, computer/tech and covert operations/ extraction knowledge. My weapons are listed in my signature... hehehe... As for personality, Palin is a wait and see kinda trooper... This is not a weakness on his part, as he is careful not to waste precious resources or also risk detection. A skilled snipper, he prides himself on being a "longshot one hit wonder." He often loves a good pun, or playful banter amongst his clone brothers. Bred apart to lead any pod, Palin is destined to one day assume command, one I feel would be more akin to Grand Admiral Palleon. A genteel soul at heart with iron-clad loyalty to the Emperor(and lord *vader* by proxy), his bitter hatred of anything that would jeopardize that peace within thee Empire is second to none. In short, a dark Paladin, hence the name...

{Hologram Image} Lord *vader* : Our team has uncovered a cryo-sarcophogus... inside it appears to be the remains of some sort of hybrid alien/machine, but the remains appear to be burn beyond all recognition... With in a console compartment we have discovered a receipt from a bounty hunter to a smugglers organization known only as Black Sun... The being appears to be alive, but unable to respond to us. We are awaiting any further orders.

(And thus the dust settles on the display consoles, and after the impacted air lulls to a quite equilibrium the team looks in wonder... A lone cryo-sarcophagos... what awaits inside is still unknown) Jax: This can't be... the work of lone rebels. This is something... more sinister... (the monotone silence almost has a distant ring... like the.. funeral " Durge" of old) {I've dropped the hint where I would like to take this... but if not... VBBN, Vio, and LOP, feel free to steer this in another direction}

To LOP... COMmand STATus; ie we may be about to seal off this tunnel, and we need a trained communications officer to make reports back to imperial command... To VBBN: Great... set the timer for 15 clicks, that should be enough time to get clear; those readout consoles over there look to be the only thing down here with any weight...

I think your on to something here... lots more MOC's to come? Rock on Rebelrock; and I hope your not just blown off steam *sing*

To VBBN; Your a demolitions expert... do you have any thermal "shaped" wafers? I think two placed here (points to spot) and here would be enough, as long as their small. I have to agree with the others, one blast and this thing goes flat... Maybe that wasn't just "typical Rebellion engineering shortcuts". I... hate to admit it but now we really need to know whats behind door #2... (lets make deal pun intended) To LOP... We might get trapped down here anyway... would you mind taking coms stats for us to Lord Vader and Gen. Casewindu?

Argh... these things (doors), are getting worse all the time; but judging from the technology down here, or rather, the configuration... I believe we have uncovered a well hidden and ingeniously engineered smugglers base... Strange though, with all of the loyalty of Corellian citizenry, how could this have gone unchecked... To Voltio: Could you pass me the hydro spanner? (to himself) Man what I wouldn't give for a wookie slave right 'bout now...

Jax to VBBN... The rebels already fled... what else...

{After VBBN and his Squad arrive} (Walking with just LOP, VBBN, and Voltio down corridor) To Voltio: I think the weasels have been digging deep, and quickly it would seem. I wonder what we have popped? (In the distance, a muffled hum of hot electronics can be heard, and the faint smell of ozone given off by under cooled machines. Erie green illumination shines down from a light, itself hung slanted like a carelessly discarded puppet.) To LOP, VBBN, and Voltio in a whisper: Draw your weapons... (Draws his vibrodagger)

It would be helpful to know which site it was... If this true, and we could still be stuck with 5, altogether I am not complaining about that, but at 8, I would almost feeling like it was stealing :-$ . Well, almost :-/ . Anyway... this could be great news indeed. Of course, with any preliminary set, as has been pointed out by our wonderful mods...(Cringes in fear... :'-( ), we can not be certain, although I do feel this is the May release... they don't have a whole lotta time left... Man, I hate waiting... it's so much fun X-D

(Heads down to sealed hatch): To LOP; Whatever it is, it looks like the dissidents went through allot of trouble to keep it away from prying eyes... Unfortunately, with their limited mental capacities, they neglected to shielded it from itchy fingers... (opens up the controls and hot wires the door open, though he asks for assistance being he's short on hands, or arms for that matter 8-| ); (Makes a mental note to chide imperial research about making there locks more secure) Out loud: That was so easy a Corella in smuggler could do it... :-D Hologram Message: Mi Lord *vader* , I have met up with Pilot Lord of Pies, and clone commando Voltio... Together we are investigating the Rebel Hangar... We have just discovered a sealed compartment, and about to interstage the interior. We will use... extreme caution and report to you... I ask you humbly to report this back to General Casewindu...