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Post by Shaman Anaxilea on Feb 26, 2013 23:18:21 GMT -8
Nuba City is the capital of the planet Nubia. Located on the western side of a mountain range, it is an industrial city. Containing many factories, the city is often shrouded in dense smog. An underground monorail provides mass transit in and around the city. |
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Post by Innon'Ruuk on May 27, 2013 5:02:38 GMT -8
Nubia Star Drives, Incorporated.
Factory: Component DivisionFactory lines start up with fresh production, the humanoid overseers range from Biths, Humans, Miralukas, Ithorians, Aqualish, Nikto, Rodians and many other races from across the universe.
Lines begin producing 150 Hyperdrive Cores, S-5 Hyperdrive Generators, S-6 Hyperdrive Generators, Sossen-3 Ion Drives, Nubian 327 Cores, T-14 Hyperdrive Generators and Sossen-7 Sublight Engines.
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Post by Innon'Ruuk on May 28, 2013 8:27:50 GMT -8
Nubia Star Drives, Incorporated.
Factory: Component DivisionFactory lines start up with fresh production, the humanoid overseers range from Biths, Humans, Miralukas, Ithorians, Aqualish, Nikto, Rodians and many other races from across the universe.
Lines begin producing 150 Hyperdrive Cores, S-5 Hyperdrive Generators, S-6 Hyperdrive Generators, Sossen-3 Ion Drives, Nubian 327 Cores, T-14 Hyperdrive Generators and Sossen-7 Sublight Engines. |
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Post by Innon'Ruuk on Jun 3, 2013 18:35:45 GMT -8
Nubia Star Drives, Incorporated.
Factory: Component DivisionFactory lines start up with fresh production, the humanoid overseers range from Biths, Humans, Miralukas, Ithorians, Aqualish, Nikto, Rodians and many other races from across the universe.
Lines begin producing 150 Hyperdrive Cores, S-5 Hyperdrive Generators, S-6 Hyperdrive Generators, Sossen-3 Ion Drives, Nubian 327 Cores, T-14 Hyperdrive Generators and Sossen-7 Sublight Engines.
A security force is very visible on NSD grounds, with regular patrols on, in and around the property by troops and armored vehicles, with multitudes of visible and hidden security cameras and other forms of detection in use. The entire area is surrounded by high thick walls made of durasteel and one main security gate to pass into the compound via ground vehicle, a defensive shield is also on site and put to use when needed. The monorail station stops near by for employees, who all must pass through a security checkpoint, where they are bio-scanned for illegal items. |
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Post by Innon'Ruuk on Jun 8, 2013 15:26:01 GMT -8
The vast area that is the entertainment district is busy as usual, gambling parlors, nightclubs, exotic dance bars, sport fights and a host of other things to keep the workers of the farms, factories and mining camps and towns occupied during down time. Most of these establishments are open around the clock.
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Mar 9, 2014 16:22:37 GMT -8
Nubia; home to almost 2 billion sentient species and one of the Republics most important agricultural worlds. The sun rose over the rolling hills and farms bringing with it the warmth of a new day. A warm breeze rustled the plants as the massive automated collectors rolled out to get the grains that are ready. In the city people started to wake and roll out of bed and they turned on their holo projectors they saw the terrible news.
Ever since Dark Tide had formed an empire more and more of their food had been sent out to aid more and more refugees. Prices had been ramped up for everything, and the companies that held a monopoly on everything were reaping the rewards. Between IA, TradeCo and PharmCorp they employed nearly everyone on Nubia and whatever wages they had paid out they earned most of it back. As such there had been rumors of a protest in the city later today.
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Mar 15, 2014 16:20:47 GMT -8
Marching through the streets, signs in hand thousands of workers protested their lot in life and how unfair the system has been treating them. Similar to a strike no one has been going to work, no one is getting paid but the corperations arent missing out due to droid labour. As this is happening the HNN people flock there to watch and record. On the outskirts a police force is at the ready in case things take a turn for the worst.
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Post by Atia on Mar 18, 2014 16:43:00 GMT -8
She came with charter. The banshees always come with charter. Like Carrion birds to a corpse, Banshees were drawn by unrest. Nubia was in unrest, boiling. Soon, it would boil over. All it needed was some heat.
Two was that heat. Her mission was to asses the situation, set up a contact network after her best ability and judgement, report home and wait for further orders.
She was a Rutian Twilek. Athleticly built. She wore a brown leather jacket over a tank top, jeans, combat boots, a head band usual for her spicies, a ring with a nice ruby on it, and an umbrella. Datapad, commlink, 10 000 credits, and a lovely smile.
Of course, that was what she declared. In truth, the Head band had an inbuilt communication device in it with positioning and a short range sensor (about 10 meters). She hid a knife in the right combat boot, and cash in the other. The ring with the ruby was fake, the ruby was only a lid for an extremely poisonous needle. The Umbrella, when filled with tebana gas, was both a short rapier, and a blaster rifle. The cloth of the umbrella was rancor hide, painted to look like normal cloth at first glance.
She had other specialities too. A cybernetic eye with a small hud and minimap that the sensors in her headband fed data to, and her right hand was in its entireaty cybernetic. It was armoured with cortosis alloy and could crush with great force. This is why she also wore gloves.
She walked out from the space port and got into a taxi, in moments, she was lost in the great city of Nuba...
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Post by Arn Hart on Mar 21, 2014 2:44:30 GMT -8
A shuttle, transporting two visiting Sith, arrived in the city from the spaceport. The pilot parked behind a crowd of disgruntled citizens, and he leaned back in his seat to speak to his fare. "This is as close as we can get, boys. It's been chaos on the streets today with all the protests going on." he explained. "You picked a hell of a time to visit our fine city." he added. "Looks like we certainly did." Krae said with an almost cheery tone. "This will do fine. Thanks for the ride." he politely said as he handed the pilot some Imperial Sovereigns. "Woh, woh, woh, buddy. Republic creds only." the pilot protested. "Reeeally?" Krae asked, leaning toward the pilot with a creepy grin. "Hey, I don't make the rules, pal. You can either cough up creds or cough up teeth. Your choice." the pilot threatened. "Ha, ha! I like this guy." Krae said to Krokh, who was also in the shuttle.
"Credits it is then." Krae said, turning back to the pilot. His smile had turned sincere looking for a moment, before his expression shifted again to something a little crazier. He extended his hand toward the pilot's on-board credit depository, which he then ripped open with the Force, causing credits to explode out into every corner of the ship. He then proceeded to put a few handfuls into his pockets before throwing some onto the pilot's lap. "There's your credits, mate. Have a good one." he calmly said, stepping out of the shuttle.
Krae waited for his friend to join him, while the pilot remained frozen in his seat, his mind trying to process what had just occurred.
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Post by Atia on Mar 25, 2014 5:17:19 GMT -8
Twos first stop was a local holo-café. She paid for a hour and sat herself in checking the news. Looks like the lower class was unhappy with the upper class. She noted down a couple names. Spokes people, figureheads. There was one from a union who held speaches, a lobbist against the local goverments handling of the slow economical situation. A politician who is highly suported by the people, who speaks out against banks and multi-world corporations abusing the people with their meager paychecks and minimal benefits.
She decided right then and there that this planet needed martyrs.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2014 19:33:59 GMT -8
Krokh smirked as Krae tore open the credit depository, leaving the pilot stunned like a roo caught in headlights, causing him to chuckle before he hopped out of the shuttle, a few credits richer. Krokh turned towards a nearby holoscreen which was broadcasting HNN footage from the city center where all the workers were holding their rally with catchy saying scrawled onto placards
=Krokh DuhnDe=
Mate, I think it's time to participate in some liberation efforts...
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Post by Arn Hart on Mar 27, 2014 21:39:12 GMT -8
"Too right about that!" Krae replied. "These poor, despicably downtrodden, underlings won't get there way by chanting and holding hands. If they really want the big wigs on this rock to get the message, they'll need some inspiration to do something a little more… drastic." he suggested, almost sounding as though he actually cared for these people. Krae started pushing his way into the crowd, shoving aside anyone that stood in his way. "We'll have to get a bit closer to the heart to this to make a real impact." he said, having to speak up over the droning of the crowd.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2014 19:04:03 GMT -8
Krokh nodded in agreement that these people needed a little inspiration to do something drastic, after all, these corporate executives were used to this sort of moaning and groaning, it was what was to be expected. What they needed to do, was something that no body would expect to happen, and he had an idea of what that might be. He then started pushing his way through the crowd, casually pushing aside members of the crowd with ease due to his bulkier size then theirs
=Krokh DuhnDe=
I think I have an idea mate. Things are about to get a little rocky around here...
Krokh kept pushing his way through the crowd to reach the city center, after all, a closer target was an easier target to hit, plus it also had the advantage of being at the center of this crowd and would give a good vantage point for swaying the masses. As he reached the main square outside the Government Hall, where the crowd was the thickest, Krokh paused and nodded to Krae.
Krokh then shifted his stance before using his Geokinesis skills to raise a platformfrom the ground beneath Krae and himself, raising them up to see over head height. Krokh turned to Krae, and gave him a nod
=Krokh DuhnDe=
Well, I think this is close enough. Time to knock on the door, I'll let you rally the dingo's after that...
Krokh then shifted his right foot forward and then punched his fist forward, before a chuck of the platform flew off and struck out against the main government building, hopefully catching the attention of the assembled crowd so that Krae could give these people the little push they needed to get their demands heard
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Post by Arn Hart on Apr 7, 2014 2:35:22 GMT -8
The shattering of glass and crashing of falling debris from the impact on the building caused many in the crowd to scream in fear, and some to cheer in excitement, but most importantly of all, it got everyone’s attention. At first, all eyes turned to the destruction, but moments later, they were focused on the guys that clearly caused it.
“Here me, citizens of Nubia.” Krae boomed, with a voice surprisingly loud for such a small man. "This government is running you into the ground. They don’t care about what is right and fair. They don’t care about you! All they care about is how much they can produce for everyone else, no matter the cost to their own people. You could line the streets for days, weeks, even months, and they still won’t pay you a piece of mind, because they can just bring in loyal mindless droid labour. If you want action, you must first take action! There is no point telling them how bad things are. We must show them how bad things are. Whatever happens from here on out is a consequence of this government failing its people, so make some noise, do some damage, and show them how mad you really are!"
Some cheered, some shook their heads, and some looked confused, but Krae knew that he didn’t need to convince everyone to make this work. As long as a few rebellious pawns took the opportunity to lash out, the rest of the dominos would fall, and sure enough, moments later, more yelling, crashing and smashing could be heard around them. Several groups of mostly young men were picking up whatever they could find and hurtling it at windows and vehicles. It was not much, but it was only the beginning. Krae did not expect to ignite the fire in all of their hearts alone. He would need the assistance of the 'peacekeepers' of this city to inadvertently help with that, if there even were any.
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Apr 7, 2014 5:58:13 GMT -8
Aeound the outskirts of the gathered people stood police forces. Most of them stood there lazily, relishing this as the day it was. A day off. Despite many of them agreeing with what the assembled crowd was saying they stayed at work. Both for the safety of the people and the pay. As they watched the marching crowd a sergeant looked for anyone that may be a trouble maker. This was a powder keg and he knew it, all it took was a single spark to set it off. Then he heard it above the shouting and marching and music and cheering. Glass shattering, and almost as if someone had flipped a switch the crowd fell silent.
Cursing his luck the man looked to his left and right quickly signaling for the other officers to do the same. Only two stayed behind, who were busy cuffing a rather boisterous youth. Things are about to go south and fast, everyone meet at 6th street and for Peres sake someone contact the senator. Ask him to get all police forces in the area. With that there was a flurry of activity as the officers melted into the shadows and made their way to the rally point. Behind the crowd by nearly 500 meters they appeared from the side streets and ally ways.
About 100 in total stood there waiting for it to begin. Clothed in a Kevlar vest and fabric they all hoped things would calm down but if not they would be ready.
After five minutes of waiting and more and more joining the frenzy the cops walked forward with their stun weapons raised. A handful of onlookers saw this show of force and fled. The majority though did not, and either kept their protesting or continued throwing stones and causing a ruckus. As the first of the police approached the people he shouted, his voice amplified thanks to a microphone in his hood.
Disperse and you won't be jailed. Continue this action and there is nothing I can do for you. Most ignored him, for once this crowd got into a frenzy nothing, not even exhaustion would stop it. No the police walked into the crowd their weapons brandished in case one would be foolish enough to attack them.
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Post by Nemo on Apr 9, 2014 21:53:37 GMT -8
Nemo walked through the streets, taking in the sites and sounds of the city. There were many posters which troubled him, calls for reform and some even for revolution, this was not a good start to his day. He had been asked twice by people on the street if he was going to the demonstration, the Jedi neither affirmed or denied the question in an effort to gain information. He had managed to find out there was a demonstration against the government going on today, at a government building not too far from where he was. He began to walk that way, thinking he would observe the situation and take the pulse of the local population and gather yet more information about the situation.
As he got closer to the demonstration he could hear the noise, broken glass and loud words spoken for impact, not substance. The demonstration was not far from a full blown riot. The Jedi rounded the corner to look down the street as a few protesters fled past him. The police had moved in and issued a dispersal order though this had only intensified some people's stone throwing. More glass smashed but Nemo's eyes were drawn to two individuals standing atop a rocky outcropping. It seemed very unlikely that the city planners erected this platform and Nemo had his first question for them. He stared at them from his position outside the crowd, fixing their likenesses in his brain. He was not familiar with them and they were not on the Republic's Most Wanted list, perhaps they were local criminals or Trade Unionists, yet more questions for them.
It seemed like the police were dealing with this situation, Nemo held his ground along the side of the street that separated the protesters and the Police. He would only get involved if he really needed to.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2014 1:07:03 GMT -8
Krokh nodded approvingly as Krae stirred the crowd, before he fired off a couple more rocks towards the government building as the crowd was more riled up by Krae's words. He then turned around just as the man down the street paid him and Krae more attention than most people were, had he not been wearing his helmet, he might have smiled at the man before his next actions.
Krokh had noticed and heard the approaching police and decided it was time to either try get them on the protestors side, or deal with them accordingly if they refused. If they police could not see that change was needed and were not willing to help it, then they were merely pawns of those in power and did not serve the good of the people. Not that he really cared, it just sounded like an awesome reason to kick some ass.
Krokh gave a nod to Krae as he moved in the direction of the approaching police that had just issued the dispersal order, unsheathing his sword as he did so, since he was certain this was about to turn into a massive shit fest
=Krokh DuhnDe=
I'll be back mate, just got some coppa's to deal with...
He then jumped off the platform and landed in amongst a group of rioters who looked ready to kick some heads in, which was a bonus. He nodded to them, before walking forward, holding his sword aloof as he stared at the officer through his helmet vizor
=Krokh DuhnDe=
Mate, that's not a knife... THIS is a knife! So, who's side do you want to be on? cause I'm betting my sword beats your little twig there...
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Apr 14, 2014 12:31:57 GMT -8
Swinging his stun baton he clipped a female just below the breast when he heard someone talking about knives. Turning around he saw the sword in the aliens hand, had this been a human the cop may have yielded and left instead he spoke with venom in his. The fact that it was evident over the mechanical sounding speaker was a testamite to the hatred in his voice. You deem yourself worthy to speak to me worm! I should strike you down for even looking at me, but I won't. You have one chance to leave now. Almost on cue two more police appeared behind the man flanking him.
All three approached the armed man with caution, xenophobes or not they could tell this one was different than the others in the crowd. The center man at the Nogohris 12 o'clock rushed the alien and swung an over headed blow hoping to end this fast. The other two continued to head towards the side ignoring the action behind them.
The action behind was starting to intensify as the protesters defended themselves from the cops. Many taking shocks and falling to the ground, however for every two the cops put down four seemed to take their place. Realizing the chance of this ending fast was over many began to fall out of the crowd to a safe distance. Others delved deeper, taken in by the frenzy shocking indiscriminately. A minority even joined the crowd but they were few and far between.
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Post by Atia on Apr 14, 2014 15:18:39 GMT -8
As Two got to the scene, somewhat before the police started to turn on the crowd and wise versa she decided that a better vintage point was needed. She didnt have the large bulk that some other rioters owned to push herself past everyone, instead the twilek female decided to get into one of the buildings by the riot itself. She found the door to an apartment staircase and started calling people on the intercom. Many didnt answer, they themselves were amongst the rioters, but she knew a few kinds of people wouldnt be there. Family people, whom had children to keep safe, and the elderly, who most likely just didnt want to get hurt.
She got lucky, an elderly voice answered the intercomm.
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"Yes, hallo?"
-Two-
"Mam, please, I am a tourist and I just got stuck in this riot, please, let me in, I just want to get to safety!"
Two wore the cloths of an outsider, was not of a native race, and most of all, she was cute and seemingly a damsel in Distress. She was let in. She quickly found the apartment of said senior citizen whom was so helpfull with the present tourism and knocked on their door. An elderly nubian couple opened the door, with a big questionmark figuratively written on their faces as they saw the twilek with her umbrella.
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"I am so sorry to bother you again, I... I was mugged, and lost my comm. Could I use your landline? I am willing to pay the difference, if that is ok.
The elderly couple let her in, with good in their hearts they believed the slaves act. As they turned their backs on a damsel in distress to show her to the phone, Two closed the door and pulled the tin but razor sharp blade from the umbrella.
The corpses were still warm when the local keepers of order started to move on the people. She watched from a window. She too had noticed the abnormal platform and the two whom had been standing on it. Tapping her right temple, she zoomed in on the two troublemakers. Her cybernetic right eye then took a couple pictures of both, and both together, then continued to watch as one drew sword and started to walk towards the police.
While watching, she popped an energy cell into a slot on her umbrella, and fastened a small canister of Tebana gas that was smuggled with her as a deodorant. Two popped open a lid on said umbrella and attached a handle with a trigger, and got ready. SHe scouted for other snipers, and tried to see if the police had any reinforcements.
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Post by Arn Hart on Apr 15, 2014 4:43:02 GMT -8
Having commanded the attention of half the city, Krae was well aware that he would most likely be the main target for anyone that was opposed to the fun that was starting. He was still compelled to flame the fires a little longer though. "You see how they react?" he bellowed, his voice now faint over the disputes around him. "They send in troops to silence us, because they don't want to hear the truth. Don't let them push you down! Overcome the attack dogs of the government, and rise up. Push back, people. Push back!" Krae shouted, finishing his 'heartfelt' speech. He took a moment to look around at the chaos that was bubbling over, and then leapt down into it.
Due to his small stature, anyone at ground level would have a difficult time tracking him, but adversely, he wouldn't see anyone coming for him either. For this reason, he got moving quickly. He ducked, dived, shunted, and shoved his way through the crowd until he could see his much larger friend, who was already making new friends of his own. Krae stopped to enjoy the show, as Krokh had not failed to amuse in such situations before.
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Despite the commotion erupting in the city centre, the monorail system was still working like clockwork. In a nearby station, Arn and Gravicus Hart stepped out of a carriage, and onto the platform. They didn't need to check or ask directions to today's demonstrations. They could hear well enough exactly where they needed to be, though it sounded like they might be too late. "Bro, I think we're going to need some backup." Grav stated, wondering if they'd bitten off more than they could chew. "We are the backup." Arn bluntly replied, as he removed his usual weapons weapons from his bag, and strapped them to his body. The pair were only a few streets away, and quickly made their way on foot toward the trouble.
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