Post by Ruthless Gravity on Dec 7, 2006 2:03:48 GMT -5
A female voice spoke from a historic terminal within the building.
Life starts off with two gametes meeting as one to form a new organism, a new life is brought to the world and new cultures appear. All intelligent life become more complex as they learn and grow, until when life becomes to complex - the organism lets it flow through one self. Civilization are built because the need to prosper and the need to learn more is great and highly used. The greatest civilizations all start by two cells. Intereasting as it seems, life does come to an end.
"Truly..." Dataraska spoke under his breathe then turned off the terminal, taking a step back he turns around and walked out from the room and into a hallway. Entering into a larger room, he notice that it was filled with a couple of soldier of fortune's and a couple of slaves walking in line.
"So...this is how great civiliation rises." Once he finished his sentence he took out a short range modified blaster pistol and aimed towards the closest mercenary and pulled the trigger. The hot ion bolt going through the back of the mercenaries cranium and out through the forehead and into the metal plating ground. He twist his torso and aimed to his next victim and shot him in the chest forcing his victim to fly backwards and into the wall.
Screams echoed the room as the rest of the mercenaries began yelling and telling eachother about him, he knew it; but they wont even get a stratch because they were amatuers. He aimed at one mercenary making a run for it and shot both of his legs forcing the mercenary to fall towards the ground head first. He dropped the pistol and took out a knife as one merc begin to take out his.
He quickly blocked the merc's blow and twisted up right his arm and forcing the merc to fall back on the floor, he places his own knife inwards into the wrist and break the forearm. He took the knife out and then placed the blade between his two fingers and threw it with a spin. The blade made it's way into the neck of his victim cutting off the jugular vein - the merc died slowly and painfully. He took the knife out from him and wipped the blood on the merc's shirt.
He got the key's from the merc's belt and threw it to one of the slaves and told them to get away as far as possible from this sector of space. He then quietly left the room to enter a hanger bay, his ship was destoryed so he needed a new one. Spotting off from his left he found a pratical small vessel that it's paint was rotting away on the side of the ship, the words spelled "RSF" probably from Naboo and was stolen. He entered the vessel and sat in the pilot's seat, a male voice asked for the password, he simply took out a EMP device and disrupted the main computers to erase the password, he placed the device back in his side pocket and then begin the engines.
The ship rose from the hanger and flew off to find the old Imperial weapons cache bunker that was now impounded by the Jedi Council for research.
Life starts off with two gametes meeting as one to form a new organism, a new life is brought to the world and new cultures appear. All intelligent life become more complex as they learn and grow, until when life becomes to complex - the organism lets it flow through one self. Civilization are built because the need to prosper and the need to learn more is great and highly used. The greatest civilizations all start by two cells. Intereasting as it seems, life does come to an end.
"Truly..." Dataraska spoke under his breathe then turned off the terminal, taking a step back he turns around and walked out from the room and into a hallway. Entering into a larger room, he notice that it was filled with a couple of soldier of fortune's and a couple of slaves walking in line.
"So...this is how great civiliation rises." Once he finished his sentence he took out a short range modified blaster pistol and aimed towards the closest mercenary and pulled the trigger. The hot ion bolt going through the back of the mercenaries cranium and out through the forehead and into the metal plating ground. He twist his torso and aimed to his next victim and shot him in the chest forcing his victim to fly backwards and into the wall.
Screams echoed the room as the rest of the mercenaries began yelling and telling eachother about him, he knew it; but they wont even get a stratch because they were amatuers. He aimed at one mercenary making a run for it and shot both of his legs forcing the mercenary to fall towards the ground head first. He dropped the pistol and took out a knife as one merc begin to take out his.
He quickly blocked the merc's blow and twisted up right his arm and forcing the merc to fall back on the floor, he places his own knife inwards into the wrist and break the forearm. He took the knife out and then placed the blade between his two fingers and threw it with a spin. The blade made it's way into the neck of his victim cutting off the jugular vein - the merc died slowly and painfully. He took the knife out from him and wipped the blood on the merc's shirt.
He got the key's from the merc's belt and threw it to one of the slaves and told them to get away as far as possible from this sector of space. He then quietly left the room to enter a hanger bay, his ship was destoryed so he needed a new one. Spotting off from his left he found a pratical small vessel that it's paint was rotting away on the side of the ship, the words spelled "RSF" probably from Naboo and was stolen. He entered the vessel and sat in the pilot's seat, a male voice asked for the password, he simply took out a EMP device and disrupted the main computers to erase the password, he placed the device back in his side pocket and then begin the engines.
The ship rose from the hanger and flew off to find the old Imperial weapons cache bunker that was now impounded by the Jedi Council for research.
