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 Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:48 pm
The Republic "If we had a battle cry, it would be, ‘Have you triple-checked this with your superiors?’"
―Nom Anor General OverviewType of government: Confederacy (5–7 ABY), Parliamentary Federal Republic
Founding document: Declaration of a New Republic
Constitution: New Republic Common Charter
Head of State: Chief of State
Head of Government: Chief of State, Chair of the Senate
Commander-in-chief: Supreme Commander
Executive branch: Inner Council, Provisional Council; Ruling Council, Advisory Council, General Ministry (7–28 ABY), Cabinet (5–7 ABY), Senate, (de jure), Chief of State (de facto)
Legislative branch: Inner Council, Provisional Council (5–7 ABY); Senate (7–28 ABY)
Capital: Coruscant
Official language: Galactic Basic Standard
Currency: Alliance Credit (5–7 ABY), Galactic Credit Standard (Republic Dataries)
State religious body: New Jedi Order
National holiday: Restoration Day, Endor Day, Liberation Day
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:49 pm
General Information Founding and DefinitionThe New Republic was the name of the galactic government established by the Alliance to Restore the Republic to replace the Galactic Empire after the Battle of Endor. It was less often referred to as the New Galactic Republic or the Second Galactic Republic. Like its predecessor, it was often referred to as the Republic.
Formed in 5 ABY, after the dissolution of the former Alliance of Free Planets (which was formed directly after the Battle of Endor as an intermediate government), it was to become the supreme governmental authority of the Galaxy. The "New" Republic was supposed to be a sort of continuation of the original Galactic Republic that had become known as the Old Republic at that time.
The New Republic was founded on the same premise that the old Galactic Republic was a thousand generations earlier—to have a representative parliamentary body govern the Galaxy in a fair and equal manner—and it was designed to eradicate the shortcomings that brought about the Galactic Republic's downfall. The New Republic was protected by the New Jedi Order that was established by Luke Skywalker, just as the Galactic Republic was once protected by the old Jedi Order. Military OverviewThe New Republic Defense Force was the military arm of the New Republic. It operated five full fleets, each consisting of hundreds of warships, transports, and support vessels, divided into battle groups and task forces, in addition to ground troop divisions and starfighter wings. The fleets were known collectively as the New Republic Defense Fleet, although many referred to it as the New Republic Navy.
After the reorganization of the military into a single unified command, the former Minister of Defense was called the Supreme Commander, and the posts of Minister of the Army and Minister of the Navy were abolished.
The Supreme Commander, appointed by the Defense Council with the approval of the President of the Senate, led the Defense Force. He reported to the Chief of State. Politics and the SenateLegislative Branch
The government of the New Republic was organized around a unicameral legislative body called the New Republic Senate, replacing the Provisional Council. Primary members were represented in the Senate by a senator. Each senator had a single vote, regardless of the population represented. Affiliate members were represented on Coruscant by a legate, who could speak in general sessions of the Senate, but could not vote on official Senate business (to avoid dual representation) or serve in the Senate's various working bodies.
As a body with a large and potentially unlimited membership, the Senate-in-whole was an almost impossibly unwieldy structure for getting work done. Consequently, most of the real governance was performed by the Senate's councils, committees, and commissions. The daily business of the Senate proper was primarily speech-making and public debate. When the Senate met as a committee of the whole, it was sometimes referred to as the New Republic Assembly.
Councils were appointed bodies with autonomous decision-making and appropriation authority over some segment of government operations outside the Senate proper (for example, the Defense Council, which oversaw the Navy). The most populous and powerful members of the New Republic were disproportionately represented on the Senate's councils.
Committees were elected bodies with the authority to administer various aspects of Senate operations, including the general budget. They were semi-autonomous; in the event of a unanimous committee vote, the approval of the Senate-in-whole was not required (however, the Senate-in-whole could override a less-than-unanimous committee decision with a three-to-five majority).
Commissions were voluntary bodies with an advisory capacity only. They prepared reports on issues of concern for presentation to the President of the Senate, to the Minister of State, to the Supreme Commander, or to the general membership; scheduled and conducted hearings; and contracted for independent research.
Executive Branch
The New Republic was headed by the Chief of State. The Chief of State was elected byelected by fifty percent and one vote majority of the Senators. The Chief of State was also the President of the Senate and Commander-in-Chief of the Fleet, although that title was sometimes used to refer to the highest ranking member of the military.
Tradition varied on the proper form of address for the President. Mon Mothma preferred "Chief of State," but the address varied under Leia Organa Solo depending on context. In general, Senators, the Senate bureaucracy, and the Coruscanti media referred to the President, while the General Ministry, member worlds, and the population of the New Republic often referred to the Chief of State, depending on local languages and history.
Part of the problem and confusion arose from the lingering association of the term President with the last holder of that office before the Empire—Senator Palpatine. Most of the subsequent Presidents of the Imperial Senate were lapdogs of the Emperor. The term retained a certain stain; this contributed to Organa Solo's difficulties during crisis situations. The concerted effort by certain public relations aides to bring the term "President" into common use invoked old fears of Presidential tyranny.
The President could be recalled by a majority vote of the Senate on presentation of a petition of no-confidence by a majority of the Ruling, or Inner, Council, or by a quarter of the primary members of the Senate. The election of a President could be blocked by the Ruling Council on a unanimous vote. In practice, the power of the Ruling Council to void an election and initiate the recall of a sitting President meant that any candidate proposed by or approved by the Ruling Council was likely to be elected by the Senate. The Ruling Council consisted of the chairmen of the Senate councils and the President of the Senate. The President could select any member of the Ruling Council to conduct the business of the Senate in her absence from that body.
If the president became incapacitated, incommunicado, or died, the chairman of the Ministry Council selected an acting Chief of State from among the following: any former President, the current Minister of State, any former Minister of State.
The day-to-day running of government was done by the General Ministry, the bureaucracy of the New Republic, lead by a First Administrator. It was organized into several large permanent Ministries, smaller task-oriented service Agencies, and several semi-independent Institutes. The various Senate councils had oversight and financing authority over the corresponding Ministries.
The Cabinet consisted of the heads of the various ministries and was headed by the Minister of State. This body was the link between the Chief of State and the Ministries.
Judicial branch
The Court of Justice wast the judicial banch of the New Republic. The members of the Court of Justice were selected by the Senate Justice Council from a list of nominees presented by the President of the Senate. The First Justice was elected by the other members of the Court from among their number. Nominally independent, the power of the Court of Justice was limited by its narrowly defined jurisdiction: to review charges of violations of the Charter by members or by the other branches of the New Republic's government. The Court of Justice did not serve as the court of last appeal for ordinary civil and criminal cases; those were settled by local judicial authorities on member worlds.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:50 pm
The Chain of Command Quote: Officer Cadet [Navy/Army] Quote: Midshipman (Ensign) [Navy] Quote: Acting Sub-Lieutenant [Navy] Second Lieutenant [Army] Quote: Sub-Lieutenant [Navy] Lieutenant [Army] Quote: Lieutenant [Navy] Captain [Army] Quote: Lieutenant Commander [Navy] Major [Army] Quote: Commander [Navy] Lieutenant Colonel [Army] Quote: Captain [Navy] Colonel [Army] Quote: Line Captain [Navy] High Colonel [Army] Quote: Commodore [Navy] Brigadier [Army] Quote: Rear-Admiral [Navy] Major General [Army] Quote: Vice-Admiral [Navy] Lieutenant General [Army] Quote: Admiral [Navy] General [Army] Quote: Fleet Admiral [Navy] High General [Army] Quote: High Admiral [Navy] Surface Marshal [Army] Quote: Supreme Chancellor[Political] Quote: Grand Admiral [Navy] Grand General [Army]
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 9:06 am
Getting into Coruscant space would be difficult. Making a tie-fighter currently registered under the Galactic Empire look innocent was a difficult job. Sentas had a bad feeling that she would fail. As if getting berthing near the temple wouldn't be difficult enough Sentas was worried she wouldn't even be able to make it planet-side if Security picked her up. Her left arm was stiff so she was glad she was righthanded.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 9:58 pm
Iero moves through space in his battle scarred freefall battleship. He was returning from a battle on Toola, a world inhabited by the whiphids. Iero's ship was damaged in the fight which made it lose it's hyper-drive functions.
"R8 do you have any readings on where the nearest mechanic is. The ship needs a tune-up before we get back to base." He mutters to his a.i.d., R8P19.
His droid responds in small beeps and whistles which are translated to "Nothing till Coruscant Iero".
"Darn, I was looking forward to a break from this constant flying. Put the ship on auto pilot. I'm taking a nap. Wake me when we're home." Says Iero.
"Yes, Iero" Is translated from R8
The ship emits an odd humming noise as it goes into auto pilot and Iero slowly falls asleep.
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 8:03 pm
A loud beep awoke Iero. "Are we here already?" Iero faintly said to R8.
"Yes, we are within an hour away from the atmosphere. Should we go to the army base or the mercenary base?" asks R8 in droid speak.
"Take me to the army base. Wait, on second thought, take me to an eatery. I am starving." said Iero.
As they went through the atmosphere Iero saw the Jedi temple out of the corner of his eye and remembers the large blast he created on the mission his squad died. "Maybe they could help me find out what happened." Iero thinks to himself.
The ship's wings turn inward as they land and Iero hops out of the ship and stretches. He goes to the nearest eatery and rests up. After his eating he goes to his small apartment inside his mercenary base.
"R8, we will go to the army once I get my ship fixed, and we get restocked."Iero says as he lies on his bed and falls asleep
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 10:11 am
A loud crash awoke Ciran Shian. He shot bolt upright in bed and ran his hand over his sweaty face. Once again, he had that hideous dream, where he was decapitated by a Dark Jedi, for no apparent reason. Outside, the early morning sun filtered through the window of the small apartment the young medic had been staying in for the last month or so. This fact brought him up short against a second realization: His R&R ended tomorrow.
Reluctantly, the young man rolled out of bed and stumbled into the sonic shower. After about fifteen minutes in the bathroom - far more than he would have taken if he was on duty - he dressed in his usual long, tan overcoat, white shirt, and black pants. As he clipped his medical belt around his waist, he heard the unmistakable sounds of yelling, which denoted conflict. Curious, Ciran headed downstairs and outside to watch.
A pair of men stood about two meters apart from each other, yelling something about payment. Ciran crept closer, working his way to the front of the crowd in time to see one man, who was far less richly dressed, pull a blaster on the other man, a Mon Calamarian. The discharge seemed to freeze in the air for a second, before the bright red bolt lanced through the fish-man's chest. Amidst the murmurings of the crowd, the lesser man hid his blaster again and took off. Ciran stepped forward and knelt by the extravagant man's side.
With a motion that was second-nature to him, the medic took out a small patch covered wtih bacta from a belt pouch, and he placed it on the man's chest. Instantly, the wound started to close, albeit slowly. About twenty minutes later, the man coughed and opened his eyes. Cerin smiled and spoke in a soft voice.
"Easy, sir. Try to lay still, there should be a medical airspeeder on the way."
The older man sighed softly and nodded to Ciran. He responded in the gravelly voice of a Mon Calamarian. "Thank you, young man. May I ask your name?" When Ciran had responded, the man smiled again. "Very well, Mister Shian. I am indebted to you. My name is Theros Pyricc. I am one of the Admirals in the Republic Navy. If you ever have need of anything, please, feel free to ask. I should be able to assist you."
Ciran blinked in surprise, but smiled and nodded. He moved away from the man and wandered off, heading north. Perhaps he would visit the Jedi Temple today. Although he likely would not be allowed inside, he just wanted to see it, to say he had....
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 2:04 pm
R8's alarm once again woke up Iero with a startle. Iero got suited up in the armor and grabbed his guns. He ran out of the small home stead in his base and jumped into his ship. He took off leaving his fellow mercenaries puzzled.
"I need to get there soon if I want to get promoted."Iero mutters to himself in his freefall.
Iero plots a course for the army base and takes off. The turbo thrusters are online, and Iero takes off at top speed. Iero rides in his ship for a short amount of time but then lands quickly using the emergency landing switch."R8, stay with the ship. "Fix it as much as you can."Iero says as he runs to the entrance.
Iero thrusts the doors open and starts the warm-up drills. Iero then runs to the shooting range to meet up with his fellow squad mates that he was assigned to one and a half weeks ago. "I hope I don't have to be commander of the squad. Too much of a responsibilty." Iero thinks to himself. Iero misses the bull eye the first few times he shoots but then starts to hit it with ease. "General, are there any new missions involving my squad?" Iero asks one of the commanding officers.
"Just do some patrols around the lower city and then check around the usual places like the temple and the smugglers part of town. Got it?" The general asks with a hint of sarcasm.
"Yes, sir."Iero moans. He hated doing patrol because there was no excitement. There was only the excuse to go to the temple and find out what his skill was.
Iero walks to the ship and divides the duties to his team. He then takes off, wondering if this squad will be any different.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 9:37 pm
Rowan Catino walked threw the doors of the flight deck. She sighed and smiled. "Well, Ro, you're here. You're accually a pilot for the Republic. Mam and David would be so proud." She saw the nearest officer. "Sir, Rowan Catino reporting for duty, Sir! I am assighed to be a enginer and pilot." She handed him a paper.
"Ah, yes, we have been ecpecting you. This way," he said. He lead Ro into a big room with a lot of switches. "Sit here."
A huge smile of delight spread on her face. "Yessir!" she said.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 12:00 am
Ezekiel's ship landed on the landing pad. The Republic needed mercenaries, for what, Ezekiel didn't know and he didn't care. He needed the money and he liked war. There were two men waiting for Ezekiel. Ezekiel touched down, he quickly made his way out the door.
"Grant Kop is my name, welcome to the Republic's mercenary camp. This is my right hand man, Brent Tren." Ezekiel shook their hands. Ezekiel walked beside them.
"We're glad you're here Ezekiel, we-" Grant didn't finish he noticed Ezekiel's weapons. Brent commented. "Do you want some upgraded weapons, we have an excellent variety at the arm-" His next words were cut off because of the two blaster pistols in Brent's face.
"They've been modded, they're up to par, and they don't run out of ammo. I like them." Ezekiel's hands were lightning fast as he spun the blaster pistols back into his holster. Brent composed himself. Grant laughed and smacked Ezekiel on the back. "Do that again and we'll have a warrant on you so fast, it'll make your head spin." Ezekiel liked the Republic mercs.
The room was small, he'd be getting his missions in the morning. Tonight he would rest. And he did.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:51 pm
As Ro stared at her heaven in space, the guard went out for a spell. Then he came back with the big boss. "Officer Cadet Catino, this is Chief. He is your commander-"
Ro was on her feet shaking hands with the Chief. "Nicetomeetyousir. IamRoCatinoatyourcammand.I'mgreatwithtechnologyandI'vbuiltmyowndriodbackhome," she said so fast that you needed a translator.
"Nice to meet you to, Officer Cadet," said Chief. "According to your papers, you are a certified flyer and enginer. Is that correct."
"Yessir!" said Ro in response. She was super excited. "I graduated from Tatooine Training Accadmy top of my class."
"I'd believe it. We need more kids like you around here. Tatooine has the best flyers in history. Anikin and Luke Skywalker were born there. I expect that yoiu will be a good person to have on my team. It will be a pleasure working with you."
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 10:20 pm
It was bright on Coruscant. Ezekiel staggered out of bed. The alarm which woke up everyone on the base was quite annoying. "At least the imps didn't have these bloody alarms." Ezekiel prepared himself for the morning, he was going to be assigned to do something so he prepared for anything.
Ezekiel had always worn an all black outfit, it was his primary calling card. It was what people knew him by, figured it wouldn't hurt to keep that tradition. He methodically did his morning stretches and slipped on his shades. They were modified from the clone trooper's helmets. Instant data recognition which fed via a neural patch behind Ezekiel's ear.
Two pistols in a holster soon appeared by Ezekiel's side. Ezekiel had to put his equipment on in a particular fashion for quick and convenient handling. He put on his backpack, deciding to skip his coat, and finally swung the blaster rifle over his back. Ezekiel was a mercenary and a really good one.
Ezekiel walked out of his room and made his way to lobby. He reported in and was told to meet Kop at the primary meeting room. Soon, Ezekiel was on his way.
"Ezekiel Zico, reporting for duty, sir."
"At ease merc. There's been rumors of the Empire planting spies among the local gangs. I need you to do a recon mission, find out if these rumors are true and report back to me. Scope out the Detonators, see if they're to blame. Got it?"
"Got it. What if they attack? Can I use force?"
Grant looked at him.
"Most of them are kids and most have never killed anyone. Run first, fire later. Understand?"
Ezekiel nodded in frustration. What an Idealistic fool, Ezekiel thought to himself.
"Good, go do your job."
Ezekiel made his way out of the base and hailed a taxi.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 4:57 pm
Iero returns with new knowledge now nowing that he created a small force push. Iero is slightly force sensitive.
As he lands his ship, he knows that he needs a mission to clear his mind.
((OOC))=pm me if you are ready for a mission other people of the republic.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 4:59 pm
The taxi sped around corners at speeds which weren't entirely pleasant for Ezekiel's stomach. Coruscant was buzzing with activity. Within minutes, the cab reached it's destination.
Ezekiel looked out, it was a very seedy part of Coruscant. Very dark and grungy, the New Republic's promises didn't always hold true to it's citizens. Ezekiel stepped out of the taxi, swiping his card giving the driver a large amount of credits. He sped off and Ezekiel turned to find himself face to face with a growling Zabrak. The vibrodagger in his left hand hid behind his back.
Ezekiel had no idea why he could sense it, he just could. It wasn't the force, the force was for the superstitious, like that of the Jedi Order. No, it was observation, astute observation.
The Zabrak rolled to the ground clutching his arm. Ezekiel flipped his blaster pistol back into the holster and stepped upon the Zabrak's stomach. "I'm looking for a gang, the detonators. I want to join them." A man came forward and grabbed Ezekiel by the arm pulling from the crowd.
"You're a good fighter," The man stated to Ezekiel. "Scafe will be wanting a look at you." Ezekiel pulled his arm away from the man, this frightened him. He backed away for a moment. "Why should I trust you?" Ezekiel's voice spoke was filled with the confidence. The man, a hobbling wretched begger's was not. The beggar's next words were spoken almost out of a trance.
"I do the will of the master, that is what I do, I do his will, now come!"
The beggar ran off, which was astounding considering the man's apparent lack of agility. Ezekiel ran after him. Ezekiel knew that people didn't normally speak in trances which meant one thing.
Jedi.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 10:49 pm
The tavern was musty, the beggar had run into the tavern and disappeared. Zek grew tired of this chasing, he stepped onto a table.
"WHERE ARE THE DETONATORS?!?!?"
The people looked over to a hole in the wall, covered by a curtain. The curtain was pulled back. Zek stepped down from the table and walked into the hole in the wall.
The group was a not a very tough looking group, the leader was the one in the cloak. The others reeked of inexperience, most had blaster pistols within reach of Zek's hand, he could kill them with their own blasters. The cloaked one reached back and pulled the cloak back. He was a dark Jedi, there was no doubt in Zek's mind. The scars over the Rodian's face, the tattoos, and the hatred in which Zek was taken aback by.
"You've come to join the Detonators?"
"I heard you guys were in control of these slums."
"Yes, we are, what makes you think are capable of joining our gang...REPUBLIC SCUM!!!"
The lightsaber ignited breaking through the table, the other members of the gang just backed away. Zek was ahead of the Jedi by a bit. He sprinted across the tavern with the Jedi in hot pursuit, Zek knew that he had to get outside to get the advantage.
The tavern's doors slammed open and Zek quickly climbed onto the top of a waiting taxi. The screams from inside meant little to Zek. The Dark Jedi smashed through the doors. Zek already had his blaster rifle ready and switched to auto-fire. The taxi began to move and speed away along the ground. Zek saw the Jedi move quickly and leap onto another fast moving taxi. Zek kept firing as the two taxis came closer.
Within seconds, the Dark Jedi had leaped from his taxi, lightsaber drawn. Zek pulled the vibrodagger from his back leg and threw it at the Dark Jedi. It hit him in the neck, spot on. The Jedi fell to the ground. Zek jumped off the taxi, rolling to land. He stood up and walked over to the Jedi.
Zek pulled a blaster pistol and put the Dark Jedi out of his misery. He pulled the comlink, it would have the messages from the Dark Jedi Order. Zek also grabbed the ex-Jedi's lightsaber. Zek stood up and raised his hand.
"Taxi!"
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