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Joint Base Red Sands, Korriban, Outer Rim, Fuels Shop
Sergeant Story stretched out in his office chair, looking at his computer screen. He had just gotten on shift, looking over the new emails he had since received from last night until now. It was the usual mundane traffic. Fuel consumption rate projections for the next two months, a commander's call, a promotion ceremony, and the list went on. He sighed, clicking through them, making sure to save the important one, making appointment reminders in his calendar, and deleting the traffic that did not apply to him. He looked up, saying goodbye to Technical Sergeant Cas, his supervisor, and the shift that he was relieving.
"Cas, don't have too much fun tonight. I hear the sand storm is a category three. Keep your kite inside for this one." Ryan said with a smirk on his face. He had a good working relationship with his immediate boss, and enjoyed working for him. Cas chuckled, nodding his head, and replying back. "But Story, I just got that new Beletron Industries Mk IV Flyer. You sure I can't fly it? Haahaha, you take care Story, just the usual stuff. See you tomorrow." Cas was in a good mood today, which meant nothing had gone wrong, which, when did that not happen, so to speak?
Waving goodbye to Cas, Storyturned back to the computer, and began typing up the neccesary responses to the important emails. Figures that after all the talk of seeing the galaxy, you end up on some backwater planet in the middle of hicksville, but, at least it was quiet, peaceful, and allowed time to actually relax. Still, Story missed being on deployment with the main fleets, working long shifts to ensure fuel flowed to all aspects of the war effort.
Picking up his communication device, Story called up regional headquarters to inform them of a possible fuel shortage that may affect operations at Joint Base Red Sands. "As usual, the damned automated service..." Story says aloud, and then in a mocking tone, he repeats the automated voice system, "This is ILA, the Imperial Logistical Administration, Region 37, where your concerns and mission matter to us. If you know your..." He pressed the correct sequence of numbers to reach his extension, Captain Palka. The line rang a few times, before finally being picked up. "This is Captain Palka,how may I help you?"
"Captain Palka, Sergeant Story, Joint Base Red Sands, reference ID number THX-1130. Hows it going sir? I heard you made Major... congratulations, eh?"
"Sergeat Story, you always are in such a good mood. Thanks, but its going to be seven more months before I get to wear it... damn line numbers. So, what can I do for you?"
"Well, just wanted to keep you in the loop, we may go below our minimum fuel reserve levels for a week or so. I guess the contractor we are using to deliver the fuel, they are experiencing an overhaul of their ships at the moment, and will be unable to help us. So, just wanted to see what you want us to do here."
"Figures..." Palka muttered, before continuing. "We will get an expedited work order in, along with a interim contract, to make sure you guys don't fall below your minimums. Thanks for letting me know, and I will make the calls now. Take care Sergeant Story, hope to hear back from you soon. And, have a nice day. I hear Red Sands is storming tonight." And with that, the line went dead, leaving Story to resume his work, which after annotating a few items, and dispatching a fuel cart to a waiting vessel, was to sit around and enjoy some entertainment with his coworkers. This was the average day of Sergeant Ryan Story on Korriban.
Star Wars: The Rise of the New Empire CS:
Screen Name: Abefroeman
Character you wish to play: Sergeant Ryan Story
Race: Human
Faction: Imperial Remnant
Background: Sergeant Ryan Story joined the Imperial Remnant when he was 18, fresh from school, and wanting to do anything other than be in more school. It was a big surprise to him when he joined the Imperial Remnant, finding out that aside from receiving basic military training, and his technical schooling, the Empire wanted its men and women to actively further their education, for not only the betterment of the Empire, but also as a way to rate individuals on their annual performance reports. At first, Ryan did the bare minimum, not really wanting to shine, or better yet, be noticed. He instead chose to work hard, learning what he could about Fuel Cell maintenance, coolant transfers, and whatever else peaked his interest in the fuels career field. After nearing the end of his six year enlistment, Ryan made Sergeant on his second try, and decide to re-enlist for another four years.
He grew up on Muunilinst, son to a hard working delivery service driver. An average kid who chose to get out while he could, and chose the miltiary as that means of escape. Never really knew his mother, and was an only child to his knowledge. Ryan is now 24 years old, and stationed at the remote repair and refueling station on Korriban, known as Joint Base Red Sands. Six years down, four to go if he decides to get out, or another fourteen for a full military retirement.
Character Class: Soldier - Fuels Journeyman (Could be force sensitive, who knows though...)
Items: Standard Issue E-11 Blaster Rifle, DH-17 Blaster Pistol, Standard Issue Imperial Remnant Uniforms,
to include body armor and helmet for combat situations. Nothing special.
Character Personality: Ryan is an all around average man. He doesn't see the Empire as the bad guys, but rather as a group of freedom fighters like the Confederacy of Independent Systems from history of long ago. Ryan is a happy, easy going guy, enjoying being active and full of energy, along with having the gift of gab, able to get most people to talk and warm up to him. Bit of an oddball, in that he likes to build and paint miniature ships, but aside from that, he is just an average soldier serving his Empire. But deep down, Ryan does care about the world around him, and enjoys using humor in all aspects of his life, even when it may not be appropriate.
Character Alignment: Ryan Story walks the line, perhaps balancing between both the Dark Side and the Light. He does both good things and bad.
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Screen Name: Abefroeman
Character you wish to play: Sergeant Ryan Story
Race: Human
Faction: Imperial Remnant
Background: Sergeant Ryan Story joined the Imperial Remnant when he was 18, fresh from school, and wanting to do anything other than be in more school. It was a big surprise to him when he joined the Imperial Remnant, finding out that aside from receiving basic military training, and his technical schooling, the Empire wanted its men and women to actively further their education, for not only the betterment of the Empire, but also as a way to rate individuals on their annual performance reports. At first, Ryan did the bare minimum, not really wanting to shine, or better yet, be noticed. He instead chose to work hard, learning what he could about Fuel Cell maintenance, coolant transfers, and whatever else peaked his interest in the fuels career field. After nearing the end of his six year enlistment, Ryan made Sergeant on his second try, and decide to re-enlist for another four years.
He grew up on Muunilinst, son to a hard working delivery service driver. An average kid who chose to get out while he could, and chose the miltiary as that means of escape. Never really knew his mother, and was an only child to his knowledge. Ryan is now 24 years old, and stationed at the remote repair and refueling station on Korriban, known as Joint Base Red Sands. Six years down, four to go if he decides to get out, or another fourteen for a full military retirement.
Character Class: Soldier - Fuels Journeyman (Could be force sensitive, who knows though...)
Items: Standard Issue E-11 Blaster Rifle, DH-17 Blaster Pistol, Standard Issue Imperial Remnant Uniforms,
to include body armor and helmet for combat situations. Nothing special.
Character Personality: Ryan is an all around average man. He doesn't see the Empire as the bad guys, but rather as a group of freedom fighters like the Confederacy of Independent Systems from history of long ago. Ryan is a happy, easy going guy, enjoying being active and full of energy, along with having the gift of gab, able to get most people to talk and warm up to him. Bit of an oddball, in that he likes to build and paint miniature ships, but aside from that, he is just an average soldier serving his Empire. But deep down, Ryan does care about the world around him, and enjoys using humor in all aspects of his life, even when it may not be appropriate.
Character Alignment: Ryan Story walks the line, perhaps balancing between both the Dark Side and the Light. He does both good things and bad.
Do you know how to post pictures on the RPG Boards:
Titan 1 Nuclear Missile Complex, Sutter Buttes – Jefferson 3rd Internal Security Battalion
Major Bennet Maceedoe sat in his refurbished office, overlooking the current map of the local region. He sighed, drinking from his coffee cup. The rebels had dug into the ruins of Beale AFB, and were refusing to surrender, not that he thought they would. Typical freedom fighting bastards, defiant to the very end. The light dimmed for a moment, no doubt the generators being switched over. He brushed some dust from his desk, before turning back to his work. He had perhaps three thousand troops at his disposal, with another two thousand five hundred reservists that had been called up to active duty for this operation. Command called in Operation Green Eclipse, and their plans were very clear, punish these separatists with extreme prejudice.
His coffee tasted good, if not a bit cold to his liking, but such things could not always be helped. He grumbled to himself, commenting that he needed to get a small Bunsen burner for his desk, so he could keep his coffee warm at all times. The small luxuries in life, oh how they were so preciously loved, even in times of war. Bennet coughed into his arm, as he stood up to relay his plans to the local ground commanders, knowing that the attack would begin at dawn. War, war never changes, even in this hell left behind from the failures of the old world.
The bunker was cold, perhaps it was from the setting sun, or perhaps other things, but Major Maceedoe bundled his jacket tightly about himself as he came out into the courtyard that dominated the mountain-top. Small campfires dotted the encampment, keeping the troops warm, and cooking their food that was greatly appreciated. A supply convoy had arrived the previous day, restocking the army units with precious ammo, food stuffs, and luxuries, such as coffee and chocolate. The small things, how long ago had it been when such trivial things were common place and in every store? He shook his head, clearing his thoughts, and made his way to the motor pool, where the battalion gear heads were working hard to finish last minute repairs and routine maintenance on the scarce few vehicles that could be spared to the Sutter Buttes Redoubt.
They'd come in handy, no doubt, able to carry supplies, and field the few heavy munitions as well. Funny how the weapons of the old world, from before the 21st century were still working, still sending people to the grave, even when they'd been considered obsolete. Perhaps it was a great divine irony, but either way, Major Maceedoe took these small things as a gift, and cherished them greatly. He turned away from the Motor Pool, and made his way to the radio tent, where his comm troops worked away at decipher dispatches from headquarters, and send out relays to other units and High Command. He smiled to himself, how long had it been since he was a little old lieutenant, in charge of a signal corps unit, relaying messages from the coast to the valley. So long ago, yet at times, it seemed like yesterday.
Major Maceedoe yawned, and left the men to work. There would be time recollect on the past tomorrow, time to think about anything and everything. But for now, he needed to sleep, and get some rest. A major operation was going to happen at dawn, and he needed to be well rested in order to command his troops to victory. War, war never changes.
Star Wars: The Rise of the New Empire CS:
Screen Name: Abefroeman
Character you wish to play: Sergeant Ryan Story
Race: Human
Faction: Imperial Remnant
Background: Sergeant Ryan Story joined the Imperial Remnant when he was 18, fresh from school, and wanting to do anything other than be in more school. It was a big surprise to him when he joined the Imperial Remnant, finding out that aside from receiving basic military training, and his technical schooling, the Empire wanted its men and women to actively further their education, for not only the betterment of the Empire, but also as a way to rate individuals on their annual performance reports. At first, Ryan did the bare minimum, not really wanting to shine, or better yet, be noticed. He instead chose to work hard, learning what he could about Fuel Cell maintenance, coolant transfers, and whatever else peaked his interest in the fuels career field. After nearing the end of his six year enlistment, Ryan made Sergeant on his second try, and decide to re-enlist for another four years.
He grew up on Muunilinst, son to a hard working delivery service driver. An average kid who chose to get out while he could, and chose the miltiary as that means of escape. Never really knew his mother, and was an only child to his knowledge. Ryan is now 24 years old, and stationed at the remote repair and refueling station on Korriban, known as Joint Base Red Sands. Six years down, four to go if he decides to get out, or another fourteen for a full military retirement.
Character Class: Soldier - Fuels Journeyman (Could be force sensitive, who knows though...)
Items: Standard Issue E-11 Blaster Rifle, DH-17 Blaster Pistol, Standard Issue Imperial Remnant Uniforms,
to include body armor and helmet for combat situations. Nothing special.
Character Personality: Ryan is an all around average man. He doesn't see the Imperial Remnant as the bad guys, but rather as a group of freedom fighters like the Confederacy of Independent Systems from history of long ago. Ryan is a happy, easy going guy, enjoying being active and full of energy, along with having the gift of gab, able to get most people to talk and warm up to him. Bit of an oddball, in that he likes to build and paint miniature ships, but aside from that, he is just an average soldier serving his Empire. But deep down, Ryan does care about the world around him, and enjoys using humor in all aspects of his life, even when it may not be appropriate.
Character Alignment: Ryan Story walks the line, perhaps balancing between both the Dark Side and the Light. He does both good things and bad.
Do you know how to post pictures on the RPG Boards:
Screen Name: Abefroeman
Character you wish to play: Sergeant Ryan Story
Race: Human
Faction: Imperial Remnant
Background: Sergeant Ryan Story joined the Imperial Remnant when he was 18, fresh from school, and wanting to do anything other than be in more school. It was a big surprise to him when he joined the Imperial Remnant, finding out that aside from receiving basic military training, and his technical schooling, the Empire wanted its men and women to actively further their education, for not only the betterment of the Empire, but also as a way to rate individuals on their annual performance reports. At first, Ryan did the bare minimum, not really wanting to shine, or better yet, be noticed. He instead chose to work hard, learning what he could about Fuel Cell maintenance, coolant transfers, and whatever else peaked his interest in the fuels career field. After nearing the end of his six year enlistment, Ryan made Sergeant on his second try, and decide to re-enlist for another four years.
He grew up on Muunilinst, son to a hard working delivery service driver. An average kid who chose to get out while he could, and chose the miltiary as that means of escape. Never really knew his mother, and was an only child to his knowledge. Ryan is now 24 years old, and stationed at the remote repair and refueling station on Korriban, known as Joint Base Red Sands. Six years down, four to go if he decides to get out, or another fourteen for a full military retirement.
Character Class: Soldier - Fuels Journeyman (Could be force sensitive, who knows though...)
Items: Standard Issue E-11 Blaster Rifle, DH-17 Blaster Pistol, Standard Issue Imperial Remnant Uniforms,
to include body armor and helmet for combat situations. Nothing special.
Character Personality: Ryan is an all around average man. He doesn't see the Imperial Remnant as the bad guys, but rather as a group of freedom fighters like the Confederacy of Independent Systems from history of long ago. Ryan is a happy, easy going guy, enjoying being active and full of energy, along with having the gift of gab, able to get most people to talk and warm up to him. Bit of an oddball, in that he likes to build and paint miniature ships, but aside from that, he is just an average soldier serving his Empire. But deep down, Ryan does care about the world around him, and enjoys using humor in all aspects of his life, even when it may not be appropriate.
Character Alignment: Ryan Story walks the line, perhaps balancing between both the Dark Side and the Light. He does both good things and bad.
Do you know how to post pictures on the RPG Boards:
Laptop didn't save my work fully, so, have to rewrite some stuff. Mondays are slow days at work, so should be able to crank out a post at work, and post once I get home.
Still have room for more?
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