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Marshall Threeof4 unregistered |
posted May 29, 1999 12:14 AM
If thee was a planet that would be labeled the junkpile of the galaxy, this wasn't it. In fact, this planet was far from it. Trebolus was a planet that was founded under the imperial reign of progress and unity, and the citizens under it's rule knew nothing of the rebellion until it all started. Without warning several terminals around Trebolus started to have New Republic symbols and other acts of grafetti appear all over. Imperial stormtroopers started to pick up thier patrols and the elder citizens were terrified that the rebellious people hiding in their fair community would lead to the destruction of the peace and unity that they had grown so accustomed to. Commander Pech was on of the troopers sent to directly find out who was responsible for the graffeti and acts that brought terror to his far community. "Ok govonor, i will find out who is responsible for this mess." "Good, Pech, I'm holding you directly responsible for the end of this. Also I want you to find any thing else you can about how the rebel influence got here." "Yes sir." ---------- It's really bad, but it's a good start ------------------ IP: 204.33.209.10 |
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Bid Lodo unregistered |
posted June 02, 1999 07:00 PM
The Commander did a perfect about face and walked out of the govornor's office. While he was walking down the hall four people walked up to him. One said, "Hello sir, we are your personal aides until your objective has been reached." They all saluted then fell in line behind Pech. "Sir," another one said, "do you need anything done right now?" "Set a survalance teams," Pech said. "Put them in street clothes. Have two teams of three for each terminal. I want daily reports of any findings on my desk each day. That includes people vandalizing, people looking at the graffiti, people cleanining the graffiti, and so on and so on. If anybody does graffiti, call a storm trooper to arrest them. We don't want our cover blown. Now, as for the people doing this. They must have a meeting place. It could be in houses, but it could be somewhere else as well. I want a some space ships to run infra-red scans of the planet every second for this week. I want some storm trooper raids on any places that have a lot of people at only one specific time. This doesn't include parades, carnivals, and other stuff like that. I mean abandoned warehouses and things like that. Understood?" "Yessir," the man replied. "Sir, what about more storm trooper patrols?" a petite woman said. "Yes, and make sure they stay on time," the Commander said. "This will make the rebels have to time it so our survalance teams can be focused on one specific time. Okay, anything else?" "I think that sums it up sir," one said. "Here, take this." He handed Pech a comlink. "It's secure and it links to all of ours so you may reach us at any time. Now we must go to work sir." "Thanks, now go to work." Pech walked to his office and sat down. 'Nothing to do, but wait,' he thought to himself. 'In less than two weeks, we'll have those rebels... and I'll be promted.' He smiled and drifted off thinking of himself with a new rank insignia. IP: 206.133.171.8 |
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