There is great crackling and splurting on the holonet and it goes staticy. Suddenly it shuts off.

"Someone..." static "please."

There was more static and then it fluttered on to show a flash of a human, then it flashed off, then back on agian. "Someone....psshht..." it shut off again. "Someone please, come in."

Silence embedded the holonet for a few more moments before finally a handsome young man came on, yet he was drenched in sweat, blood, and dirt. He seems stressed out and the entire area around him is in flames.

"Somebody, please tell me you're getting this message. We are under attack...they're murdering us, <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> please<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->!"

There is some more static and it bleeps out once again, then bleeps back. "They're everywhere, they're murdering our people, somebody help us! Our coordinates are..."

The man uploads the coordinates to Sullust.

"Someone please, save us."


OOC

This is the start to a major RP, if you want to save this dying fleet, post entering Sullust or getting the holonet in the Battlegrounds.