Star Wars: Fires of Exaron 2 OOC

[Mister Frost]

Alright thanks, no rush.

I can wait.

[Hotshot]

So the units were named at one point, but the post was edited due to some mistakes in numbers and he never renamed them when he fixed it. So you should be good.

As for events, here's a very rough breakdown:

The Republic invaded Exaron some time ago and captured the city of Linert. At the beginning of this roleplay, they captured Tikirt, a city to the east of Linert. In a joint naval-ground campaign, the Republic Army feinted towards Rywekh while they sent a small unit to the Imperial planetary defense ion cannon facility and captured it, allowing the fleet to assault the Imperial fleet in orbit and gain orbital superiority without fear of the cannon. In retaliation, the Imperials bombed the ion cannon facility and destroyed it. The Republic then entrenched themselves at Tikirt and requested reinforcements be deployed to the surface. Before the reinforcements arrived, the Imperials assaulted Tikirt. They were repulsed when the Imperial ground commander was killed in an airstrike and command and control was lost. That's where the war stands.

The second plot involves secret shipments being brought to Exaron by the Empire. The shipments contain an early strain of virus developed on Borlieas by Colonel Evir Derricote, designed to target nonhumans and kill them brutally. Imperial High Command believes that Exaron is a lost cause, and there are orders to release the virus on the populace if losing Exaron becomes imminent. Currently the virus is being tested and modified at a secret facility to the east of Vratokh under Dr. Plano. Imperial Intelligence is on to Republic Intelligence's attempts to discern the nature of the shipments (since they know next to nothing about them) and has ordered a counter-intelligence mission be run to fool the Republic with false shipments and destinations to attempt to deceive and/or capture Republic agents.

[Mister Frost]

Name: Jedidiah Caleson

Description:

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 42, 38 BBY.

Faction: Galactic Empire, Imperial Stormtroopers Corps.

Rank: Lt. Colonel, Commanding officer 133rd Urban Warfare Brigade (704th Stormtrooper Legion)

Weapons: Standard issue SE-14r LRB

Equipment: Datapad, Electronic Armband, a collection of Cigars.

Brief Bio: Jedidiah grew up with a family that had the money to fit any needs he wanted, and thus Jeb found himself being taught in some of the best Schools and Colleges in his sector that money could buy. But since Jeb was born in the Outer Rim Territories and not some planet in the Core or Colonies or such, where he would of lived like a King among other Kings, he found that his qualifications didn't mean anything to anyone outside of the Rim'. On the eve of Jebediah's 18th birthday the Galaxy decided it didn't want to play ball, and the Clone Wars started.

He was quick to enlist with in the newly formed 'Grand Army of the Republic' which was dominated by Clones, but there was still room for the trillions of non-clones who signed up for service. Jebediah found himself wanting to serve on the front line, along side the Jedi and the Clones but fate wasn't on his side and instead Jebediah found himself serving in an all-human Unit based on some planet in the Mid-rim which he couldn't remember the name of. His mission was to 'pacify' the population of the planet, which was openly supporting the Separatist Cause. On more than one occasion Jedidiah had to get his hands dirty, doing things he wished he'd never done in the first place, but because he did, it went on to form the man he is now.

The Clone Wars lasted a mere few years, yet had taken an untold amount of lives with it, the Galaxy was simply not the Galaxy he remembered it as. Then the Empire came along, and he swore his loyalty to the Empire on the simple fact the Republic was gone now, and there was no point in fighting for it's return that would get a man killed in these times. And Jeb was not a revolutionary, he was a man who served.

With the foundation of the fabled 'Stormtrooper Corps.' Jeb got it in his mind that he wanted to be a Trooper, and so he tried his best to become so. He failed several times, but on his fourth and final attempt at going threw the gruelling training regime he passed - somehow, and he found himself finally as a Stormtrooper. It didn't take him long to realise being a Trooper was not what it was cracked up to be in the Holo-vids, not by long shot. Instead he found himself in a place that could get him killed, just for looking the other way. The Stormtroopers were the first units deployed into battle, and because of that the losses they suffered were massive. Jeb came close to becoming a casualty of war himself several times, but someone seemed to looking over him, making sure he knew how to survive. Or he was just really lucky.

After several short years as just a trooper Jeb decided he had a higher calling in life (see: Grandeur) and applied to become an officer, for some reason or another this he considered 'safer'. He went to the Officer's Candidate School on the planet of Cardia, several months later Jeb left Cardia as a 1st Lieutenant and returned to the field, now serving as Platoon CO, instead of just a 'lowly Corporal' as he had once seen himself as. His time as a Lieutenant started off with a bumpy start, as the troops he commanded didn't trust their new CO as much as they should of, to them Jeb was nothing more than a 'Rich kid trying to be a Stormtrooper'. But as an Officer he had the ability to drill proper etiquette into his own troops. Which for some reason, they lacked.

He later went on to take command of a Company, with his recent promotion to the rank of Captain. His reputation as an officer who demanded excellence from those who served under him, was enough to keep the Company in line, and any other Unit attached to it. He served as the CO of said Company for five years, before he was promoted to the rank of Major, where he served as the Deputy Command Officer of a Regiment of Urban Warfare troopers. It was here were Jeb really began to fall into a certain trend. He was no longer someone who just wanted to fight for the sake of the fight, instead he was a man who saw the fighting as simply a necessary evil. And he and his Troops did that very well.

Jeb served his fair share of tours while part of the 133rd, coming to the point where he would never be able to return to 'civilization, he had fought in too many wars, so many battles that now it was all he knew and understood. Even thought some would say what the 133rd did was evil, Jed had a special kind of hatred for the Rebel Alliance who themselves weren't a perfect example of how to run a resistance. The 133rd's role was to specifically Occupy an area, and rout out any Rebel units, once the 133rd was done, then other units could come into the area and consider it a 'greenzone'.

By the time of the Battle of Yavin the 133rd was serving on the planet of Sera, which at the time had a heavy Rebel presence, which Imperial High Command wasn't found of either. This was one of the few times the 704th Stormtrooper Legion, and her fellow Units were given orders to 'take the gloves off' it was a black mark the 704th's record, but it would be something that would 'over looked' by the higher ups. Of course this made the Rebels hate the 704th all the more than it already did, which was a lot of fun for the 704th which saw alot of action during it's time on Sera.

The 704th Legion stayed on the planet of Sera until the events of the 'Battle of Endor', in which the Emperor and his hand Darth Vader were killed in action, the resulting loss of command, and the new fight for those who wanted command saw the 704th change hands often, in a short span of one year the Unit saw it's self serving under four different leaders, until eventually it found it's self a stable command on the decaying planet of Exaron. No one cared for it, thus it was a place were no one cared about. That was until the Rebels came knocking at the door.

On Exaron the 133rd saw a considerable amount of action, which also meant the unit was reinforced on a regular basis. During the (failed) assault on the city of Tikrit, the 704th was one of the main Stormtrooper Units involved in the battle, the 133rd's goal was to take control of a portion of the city, after it had already been cleared of main fighting units. However due to the short nature of the battle, the 133rd never had the chance to fully deploy which saw the Brigade's commanding Officer Colonel Richter Hendel killed by a Rebel Sniper team. Jeb who was at this point a Lt. Colonel who was incharge of the Command Battalion, took temporary control over the Brigade, until a suitable CO could be found.

Plot Chosen: War.


Okay ... so that History is about 5 times larger than I was going to make it, I suck at paraphrasing. I also kinda crapped out in at half-way, because I kinda end up doing that half-way threw a history. So, to paraphrase ... this kinda isn't so great.

I'll also be making a second character, which is also part of the 133rd, only he would a Sergeant, or something.

[Hotshot]

Nevertheless, looks very good. Accepted.

[Mister Frost]

Thanks.

it was bad, mostly because I haven't made one in a while. It's kind of like complaining that you don't know how to cook, after not cooking in forever.

Now, all I have to do, is try and think of an introductory post ... sounds like fun.

[Mister Frost]

I get the impression from what's happening in space, a certain Admiral is in dire near of a summary execution ...

Plus, that opens up an awesome plot, where you could see some Imperial on Imperial action, as some ship Captains just want the war to be over, while some are still loyal to the Empire, it would be most Interesting. And I wouldn't mind being part of that.

So, what exactly is happening in space?

I ask too many questions

[Hotshot]

The Imperial fleet has left orbit and gone to the edge of the system (or further). The Republic has control.

[FoxSVK]

I am sorry for my delay. RL happened yesterday. Working on my post right now.

[Hotshot]

Post looks good.

[Marcus XVI]

Oi! Kreel is in no need of an execution! TwT