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[Renegade]
Mission 11.1: Taris; the Queen of Hearts
Mission 11.1:
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_Discovering Signal...
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Planet: Taris
Legion Affiliation: 26th
Connecting to: CT-5835 [Carver]
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I was lucky to be alive. I had been stationed as a pilot for the beginning of the campaign which an ARC-170 Starfighter, which I wasn’t too thrilled about. I personally hadn’t had any training piloting any kind of space craft, so I was a little optimistic when I took my seat as the rear gunner for one of the fighters. My to co-pilots, two clones named “Merit” and “Facer” tried to boost be confidence, but they weren’t really able to raise my mood. They shouldn’t have been given the fate that they were doomed to have.
To make a long story short, the starfighter exploded. It wasn’t swift and unexpected, or else I’d be floating somewhere, alone in space. After we’d taken multiple burst of fire, the craft was “shipwrecked,” and we’d begun to spin out of control. I’d notice these warnings before it was to late, so I shot through my windscreen with my pistol, broke the glass, and pushed myself our of the cockpit, Then, I was floating, unable to control my movement, trapped in the middle of firefight. I was just able to manage to turn myself around to see the starfighter spinning wildly out of control. A second later, it collided with another one of our ships, and they exploded in a blaze of white light. The force of the explosion pushed my forward, and I began to drift toward the Habitation Sphere. I close my eyes an tried to turn away from the crash, but the light from the collision was burnt on my eyes. War wasn’t merciful. I knew I’d realized that before, but there were times like these where the thought of it just kept coming back to me.
As I flew closer and closer to the Habitation Sphere, I noticed that the wall of the station was crawling with rocket droids, all finishing the construction of the sphere. I also noticed an entrance to the station: a temporary door that was covered by an atmospheric shield. I drifted up to the side of the station, but before I could draw my sniper rifle, one of the rocket droids seemed to realize I was there. It stopped it’s construction work, turned around, and began to raise it’s pistol. However, It really didn’t have a chance. I put a sniper bullet through it’s chest before it could do anything else. Funny, that is space I was able to actually place a shot where I wanted it to go, even though I’d learned beforehand it was pretty damn difficult to aim in zero-gravity. I disregarded it, knowing that it was pointless to even think a bout it a second time. And unaware of what I might encounter inside the habitation sphere, I stepped inside.
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_Connection Dropped
Mission 11.1: Taris; the Queen of Hearts
Mission 11.1:
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_Discovering Signal...
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Planet: Taris
Legion Affiliation: 26th
Connecting to: CT-5835 [Carver]
...
I was lucky to be alive. I had been stationed as a pilot for the beginning of the campaign which an ARC-170 Starfighter, which I wasn’t too thrilled about. I personally hadn’t had any training piloting any kind of space craft, so I was a little optimistic when I took my seat as the rear gunner for one of the fighters. My to co-pilots, two clones named “Merit” and “Facer” tried to boost be confidence, but they weren’t really able to raise my mood. They shouldn’t have been given the fate that they were doomed to have.
To make a long story short, the starfighter exploded. It wasn’t swift and unexpected, or else I’d be floating somewhere, alone in space. After we’d taken multiple burst of fire, the craft was “shipwrecked,” and we’d begun to spin out of control. I’d notice these warnings before it was to late, so I shot through my windscreen with my pistol, broke the glass, and pushed myself our of the cockpit, Then, I was floating, unable to control my movement, trapped in the middle of firefight. I was just able to manage to turn myself around to see the starfighter spinning wildly out of control. A second later, it collided with another one of our ships, and they exploded in a blaze of white light. The force of the explosion pushed my forward, and I began to drift toward the Habitation Sphere. I close my eyes an tried to turn away from the crash, but the light from the collision was burnt on my eyes. War wasn’t merciful. I knew I’d realized that before, but there were times like these where the thought of it just kept coming back to me.
As I flew closer and closer to the Habitation Sphere, I noticed that the wall of the station was crawling with rocket droids, all finishing the construction of the sphere. I also noticed an entrance to the station: a temporary door that was covered by an atmospheric shield. I drifted up to the side of the station, but before I could draw my sniper rifle, one of the rocket droids seemed to realize I was there. It stopped it’s construction work, turned around, and began to raise it’s pistol. However, It really didn’t have a chance. I put a sniper bullet through it’s chest before it could do anything else. Funny, that is space I was able to actually place a shot where I wanted it to go, even though I’d learned beforehand it was pretty damn difficult to aim in zero-gravity. I disregarded it, knowing that it was pointless to even think a bout it a second time. And unaware of what I might encounter inside the habitation sphere, I stepped inside.
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_Connection Dropped