OOC Allow me to define this since you were too dumb to do so:
-Your ships are 14 kilos out (that's the standard for such an attack and it's only safe).
-You will not be at my shipyards with your ships for quite a while, sorry, cap ships are slow
-I will say this once and only once so you all know: Fighters are VERY capable of destroying capital ships, don't ever act like they aren't
-My capital ships, yes, are far away too, it will be quite some time before they reach yours...if they try of course.
-I will not have OOC disputes, god moding, or poor RPed cheats, or I will see to it that this thread is closed
-If you have something to say OOC, do it in my OOC forum, or talk to me over AIM/MSN: TraderChadd (aim) chaddtrader@hotmail.com (msn)
The sirens of Chandrilla's shipyards had already set off, and the time was ready. Rogue Imperial TIEs were already leaving the shipyards and bases to swarm the enemy fighters, and it would still be some time before reinforcements arrived, therefore it would be the TIEs' jobs to hold off the enemy capital ships until the bulk of the imperial force arrived. Fortunately the Second Fleet was already there, it would be a few minutes before the First arrived however.
General Dek, whom stood in the command deck of the Shipyard known as "Echo", which housed the Eclipse-Class Star Destroyer. He knew it had to be defended at all costs, lest it would suffer the same fate the Empire's did. There were countless enemy ships all fourteen kilometers out. He would have time for the evacuation, but not enough to get the officials. The Star Destroyer's hyperdrive was working, but if it was sent into hyperspace it would lose some of its hull....thus setting back construction by a few days...it was worth losing the entire foundation. But if they could get some heavy lifters in...then six of those could escort it into hyperspace.
"Launch the fighters at once, hold them off long enough for the Eclipse to get away, we may die, but we cannot let that be destroyed," he ordered, hands clasped nervously behind his back. Sweat began to form on his brow as the fear began to rush through his body. But he would not let them take this piece of equipment, he would not let it die.
"Aye aye sir," the helmsman responded, not swirving from his duty. Stormtroopers were running left and right to flee to their boarding transports...the Mediocre was in the system...it had Angel Missiles on it. If it could hit a few of the enemy ships. As well, they had something else they weren't suspecting, a Galactic-Class Star Destroyer, and a Redemption-Class Battlecruiser. They did not have the bigger fleet, but they were the smarter, and better equipped.
"May the Force be with us," Dak found himself whispering.
<!--EZCODE UNDERLINE START-->Manifest<!--EZCODE UNDERLINE END-->
Rogue Imperial Second Fleet
Imperial-Class Star Destroyer Mediocre
Rogue Imperial Ground Defenses and Extra Fighters"
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Note:<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> Not all fighters are launched, not all Star Destroyers are attacking yet...you see some of us are smart enough to use strategy.
-Your ships are 14 kilos out (that's the standard for such an attack and it's only safe).
-You will not be at my shipyards with your ships for quite a while, sorry, cap ships are slow
-I will say this once and only once so you all know: Fighters are VERY capable of destroying capital ships, don't ever act like they aren't
-My capital ships, yes, are far away too, it will be quite some time before they reach yours...if they try of course.
-I will not have OOC disputes, god moding, or poor RPed cheats, or I will see to it that this thread is closed
-If you have something to say OOC, do it in my OOC forum, or talk to me over AIM/MSN: TraderChadd (aim) chaddtrader@hotmail.com (msn)
The sirens of Chandrilla's shipyards had already set off, and the time was ready. Rogue Imperial TIEs were already leaving the shipyards and bases to swarm the enemy fighters, and it would still be some time before reinforcements arrived, therefore it would be the TIEs' jobs to hold off the enemy capital ships until the bulk of the imperial force arrived. Fortunately the Second Fleet was already there, it would be a few minutes before the First arrived however.
General Dek, whom stood in the command deck of the Shipyard known as "Echo", which housed the Eclipse-Class Star Destroyer. He knew it had to be defended at all costs, lest it would suffer the same fate the Empire's did. There were countless enemy ships all fourteen kilometers out. He would have time for the evacuation, but not enough to get the officials. The Star Destroyer's hyperdrive was working, but if it was sent into hyperspace it would lose some of its hull....thus setting back construction by a few days...it was worth losing the entire foundation. But if they could get some heavy lifters in...then six of those could escort it into hyperspace.
"Launch the fighters at once, hold them off long enough for the Eclipse to get away, we may die, but we cannot let that be destroyed," he ordered, hands clasped nervously behind his back. Sweat began to form on his brow as the fear began to rush through his body. But he would not let them take this piece of equipment, he would not let it die.
"Aye aye sir," the helmsman responded, not swirving from his duty. Stormtroopers were running left and right to flee to their boarding transports...the Mediocre was in the system...it had Angel Missiles on it. If it could hit a few of the enemy ships. As well, they had something else they weren't suspecting, a Galactic-Class Star Destroyer, and a Redemption-Class Battlecruiser. They did not have the bigger fleet, but they were the smarter, and better equipped.
"May the Force be with us," Dak found himself whispering.
<!--EZCODE UNDERLINE START-->Manifest<!--EZCODE UNDERLINE END-->
Rogue Imperial Second Fleet
Imperial-Class Star Destroyer Mediocre
Rogue Imperial Ground Defenses and Extra Fighters"
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Note:<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> Not all fighters are launched, not all Star Destroyers are attacking yet...you see some of us are smart enough to use strategy.