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Posted: Mon May 25, 2015 12:02 pm
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Hoth - Kilo base.
"I work nearly exclusively for Lord Lockheart, what he introduced himself to you as, or if another of his agents recruited you is of relatively no consequence." while the other man spoke he produced a paper map of the planet and a red pen "The last reports we received indicated that the artifact, a holocron of some sort," he paused circling a portion of the map "The ship carrying the holocron was shot down during some battle in ages past. It was thought lost until whispers from the underworld informed us that the Shattered Maw pirate syndicate has began to excavate the region. So far everyone everyone we send out returns in pieces." Victor sighed looking down at the map and the folder "It would be easier to just blast them bastards from orbit, however we need the holocron intact, as well as any information the pirates have, it's contents, their list of buyers, and how they found out about its existence."
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2015 6:33 pm
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Space- Aboard Station
With the code entered, Locolvictum had full access to the stations data. Everything from reports, journals, general data analysis, etc. This data, as horrible as its data is, it was too valuable to simply let go.
He began downloading the data onto his data pad. He had about five minutes until it was fully downloaded. Waiting for something can always be difficult, even more so when it seems like your trapped in space with nothing but monsters.
Vic placed his hand on the side of the helmet to activate the communicator, and with his other he drew his blaster.
"I hope you are almost ready, because in five minutes I want this thing ready to go into the sun."
"We are working on it sir, Jenkins got his arm torn off by one of those things. But we are going to get those engines primed and ready."
"Good, wait give me a moment." Vic shot his blaster into the darkness. A heavy thud could be heard as a beast fell to the ground. "Make sure you don't die, I don't want to go to the other side of this station just to finish what you started." Vic turned off the communicator, on guard for the next creature to come and test his metal.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2015 8:38 pm
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Space- Aboard Station
The download was finished, and in the room, there was about fifteen corpuses shot dead by Locolvictum. Despite how he felt like they should be dead, something just didn't feel right.
Taking the datapad out of the console, Locolvictum got back on the communicator.
"Is the bird ready to be cooked?"
"Yes sir, this should reactivate primary power and start the engines. And I am pushing it now"
Sure enough, the power turned back on and there was a sudden jolt as the engines were brought online before the kinetic stabilizers. The lights fully illuminated the gore and bile that covered the walls, the limbs that looked like they were torn from the body from a wild animal. No detail could be hidden from sight. Then came the shrieks of monsters that can make a persons blood turn cold.
Over Locolvictum's communicator, he heard horrible things. Screams of unimaginable pain as the marines were quickly mauled by the monsters, having there limbs pulled from there bodies. Ripping and tearing at flesh without remorse. Locolvictum was forced to turn off the communicator for he couldn't bear to hear there screams anymore. But he quickly realized that there screams were so loud that they echoed throughout the station.
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