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Mon Calamari

 

Astrographical Information

Region: Outer Rim

Sector: Calamari Sector

System: Calamari System (binary)

Orbital Position: 2

Moons: 1

Grid Coordinates: U-12

 

Physical Information

Class: Terrestrial/Ocean

Atmosphere: Type 1 Breathable

Primary Terrain: oceans, reefs, islands

Points of Interest: Mon Calamari Shipyards, Valley of the Giant Oysters, Seaweed Forest, Mkbuto Islands

 

Societal Information

Indigenous Species: Mon Calamari, Quarren

Immigrated Species: none

Primary Language(s): Mon Calamarian, Quarrenese, Galactic Basic

Faction Affiliation: Sith

 

Defense Rating: Level 4

 

JediRP Canon History: Also known as Dac, Mon Calamari was the main planet and shipyards for the Rebel Alliance and New Republic. A Sith bio-weapon poisoned its oceans and plant life during the war, but the planet was restored through the hard work of the Survivor’s Foundation. After many years, the Alliance surrendered control of the planet and its shipyards to Vladimir Faust. Once the Arach’tar war hit, however, the Imperials and Alliance shared the shipyards, working it at full capacity to provide new vessels for the war. At the end of the war, Faust and Julio Furion lead the Imperial forces to take control of the shipyards completely. Eventually, Faust destroyed them, polluting the water-world once again with toxic waste. The Survivor’s Foundation partnered with the Alliance to rebuild the shipyards, and had Faust cornered at one point, though the Hunter managed to escape. Since the end of the war, Mon Calamari has regained a measure of peace, its new shipyards back to churning out ships for the Galactic Alliance.

 

((Summary compiled by Amidala Skywalker. Thank you!))

 

With the fall of Coruscant and the Galactic Alliance, Mon Calamari was left adrift and rudderless in a galaxy slowly falling under the shadow of the Sith Empire. When workers delved into a sealed laboratory under the ocean planet's surface, they awoke an ancient, Dark-side entity. Unable to free itself completely, it unleashed a pandemic onto the planet, which prompted relief efforts from the Jedi. This in turn brought the planet into the crosshairs of the Sith, who took the opportunity to conquer the weakened planet and drive the entity back into the depths.

 

Currently, the planet is unofficially under the control of Krath Apothos, a Sith who took advantage of the chaos to seize control of Mon Calamari Shipyards and the influence such a position provides. The pandemic is receding, and the corruption of the Sith is growing. Large scale manufacture of death sticks is almost ready to begin planetwide distribution, the shipyards are churning out fresh war vessels, and the new Deepguard battle droid is being produced in the thousands to serve as military and law enforcement. Pollution and criminality are at all-time highs. 

 

Krath Inmortos, a Sith necromancer, has arrived and taken up dual ownership of the planet. While Apothos controls the skies and cities, Inmortos rules the depths.

 

((Added by Nok Morliss. To be updated as events progress))

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I am going to sate that the planet has 3 Mon Calamari crusiers and 2 star fighter squadrons on the surface for defense. Other wise it will begin to make more cruisers for the Rebelion. 3 Mon Calamari MC80's. If the mod's have a problem with this then i am sorry for this post.

 

Is that better?

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*Two Delta7's pull out of hyperspace above Mon Calamari. One hails requesting to land and to have medics on stand by for when they land. After awhile they were given premission to land. Once they landed, two medics took Sayn to a med area, while Kitt began to talk to thier leader about what has happened on Naboo...*

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Jedi Masters never die, they just fade away.

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  • 4 weeks later...

*A small ship entered the system and landed on a small Island away from any life froms. Two passengers depart from the ship. Kirlocca turned towards his padawan and smiled.*

 

"We are going to try something new every planet we go to. At Mon Calamari, I would like you to show me something that makes the force beautiful. Anything that you think would make it look beautiful."

 

*Kirlocca walks a bit away from his padawan and sat down on the beach and smiled at her again.*

 

This is something I have never done with any padawan before. Maybe she might like it.

 

*Kirlocca could tell that she was thinking about what she could do...*

 

"Try to manipulate the force to from something. Do a dance...change the form of something. Anything will do..."

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After some carefull thinking, Sayn decided on what she wanted to do...

 

Using the force to make slight vibrations of water, she began to make shapes. As Sayn lets the force run stronger and stronger through her, the water-figures become more dynamic and complex. After several hours of concentration and work, a final figure is presented to Kirlocca. The figure is that of a powerful Wookiee Jedi Knight...quite similar to Sayn's own Master.

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*Kirlocca smiled at his padawan.*

 

"Very good Sayn. You learn quickly."

 

*Kirlocca wanted to stay on this force training a bit longer though, so he quickly though of another way to use manipulate the force...*

 

"Sayn, I would like you to go through the lightsaber steps you just learned, but this time, I'm going to through things at you, they might not be able to hurt you, but I would like you to use them."

 

*Kirlocca walked back away from her again and sat down, and waited for her to begin. As she began, the steps were so natural that it look like a dance she had practice. He looked around for something to throw, he then found 6 rocks, he picked them up with the force and began to throw them at his padawan...*

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Sayn twirled her lightsaber as the rocks came at her. The Gungan quickly stuck left, destroying the first rock. Immediately afterward, she directed her lightsaber to her right, and then in front...striking down two more rocks.

 

As the remaining half of the rocks sailed at the Jedi Padawan...she smiled!

 

Sayn twirled her lightsaber 360 degrees, vertically, in her right hand...thus slicing the 4th rock in two. The fifth rock rocketed towards her knee, but the Padawan quickly lowered her 'saber...destroying the rock.

 

One more to go...

 

The last rock came towards Sayn. She reached out with the force and stopped it--midair. Then she took a batter's swing at it, shredding the rock into thousands of small, hot pieces.

 

When finished with her exercise, Sayn un-ignighted her lightsaber and held it at her side.

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*Kirlocca smiled at her. It wasn't quite what he want, but it was indeed close. He stood up and walked towards her.*

 

"You sit down. I want you to pick things up and throw them at me. Throw rocks, sand, leaves, anything you can get a hold of."

 

*Kirlocca turned on his lightsaber. He thought aboput what he would do for a second.*

 

The small 22 move step I just learned from formVI will be perfect for this.

 

*Kirlocca got ready for Sayn, first try to pick things up with the force...*

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*Kirlocca used the force to have all of them objects fly in a circle around him. He then began doing the 22 step move set from form VI. Once he got going, He pull Sayn's lightsaber to him and he began to use two lightsabers. He moved on the beach with grace and poise. It was something to see. It all most looked like a dance. Out of the conner of his eye's, he saw Sayn looking on with joy. Once he stoped, he put all of the objects back where they belonged.*

 

"See. With the force, you can turn anything into a wonderful site to see. Some speices will be pleased with very small stuff."

 

*Kirlocca looked up into the air. Then he looked back towards his padawan and smiled.*

 

"Lets head off to our new training ground to learn something new."

 

*They both got back on his ship and left the planet...*

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*Malachi's Y-4 dropped out of Hyperspace just above Mon Calimari. It preceded to enter the atmosphere, piloted by the, as always, lone Malachi.*

 

-Comm to Mon Calimari Capitol-

"This is Commander Malachi of the Rebelion, requesting permission to land."

-End Comm-

*Malachi paused a moment, the spoke to himself.*

 

"Maybe I could do some fishing while I'm here."

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With thundering intensity- a large, white, smooth Mon Calamari freighter comes out of hyperspace. The beautiful ship's passangers include many Mon Cal diplomats...the most important of them being Pal Polloda-President of the Calamari governing council.

 

The unique and stylish freighter is accomponied by two other ships...Mon Cal Starfighters. Such ships were sleek and elegant, yet deadly. They appeared to be a white-colored hybrid between a N-1 and X-Wing starfighter. The fighters only accomponied the most important of Mon Calamari Council Members, garunteeing a safe trip. They were pioleted by the Mon Calamari Political Guard, a small group of volunteers who were dedicated to protecting the Council members.

 

President Polloda's ship, his two escorts, and Malachi's ship were all permited entrance to the Rebel base of Mon Calamari.

 

Slowly, the frieghter and two starfighters descended to a landing pad....

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-Senator-

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*Malachi wakes up after hours of waiting for the Mon Cal to respond. He rubbed his eyes and assessed what was going on.*

 

"Rebels let me land, allies are here... Seems kind of stupid to send Pal and a Mon Calimari Cruisers, then send me. Me in my sh!tty Y-4, just to do something any one of Pal's men could have. Clearly this isn't a waste..."

 

*Malachi landed his ship in the Pad near Pal Palloda's Cruiser. He walked out slowly and for Pal Polloda to emerge.*

 

OCC: Just so you know, This is my character's point of view. Not much of my complaining is genuine, so don't take offense. Not OC anyway.

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OOC: No offence taken...sorry about the late reply, I tend to post infrequently...just ask anyone else I post with. Therefore, you can post for Pal when I'm not on, which is the vast majority of the time. You seem to be a great poster, so I'm sure you won't get me killed or anything.

 

 

 

Pal Polloda, flanked by two guards, emerged before Malachi.

 

"I am Pal Polloda, head of Mon Cal. I would like to welcome you to my home planet...it is an honor to have you here. Do not feel intimidated by the display of power, I am simply trying to protect myself. In the eyes of the Alliance, I am no more a Rebel than you. We are equals, and I hope we will become friends as we battle against the Empire. Any facilities you wish to use our yours.

 

Now, if you will excuse me, I have bussiness to attend to. If you need me, I will be in my confrence room. Good day!"

 

Pal headed off down one of the hallways.

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-Senator-

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Yes we're the same, clearly, that's why you have "Important business" and I'm just here. I'm not "Important business." That's okay though, because I'm the one who's going to fly out of here in a Super Star Destroyer. You can't step the the SSD.

 

*Malachi waited for Pal to walk of and enter the complex, before he turned his back and entered the Ghetto "non-leader" door. Slowly he made his way to the main office, where an order was to be placed. He went up to a Female Quarren Secretary, who was talking on the Comm. *

 

"I need to see someone about ordering a Command ship."

 

*The Secretary had a look on her face. You know that look, the "Ohmigodyou'veinturrupedyoubastard" look.*

 

"Can't it wait?"

 

*Malachi wasn't amused.*

 

"No."

"Sorry Sir, because you are going to have to."

 

*She turned her head and got back on her comm. Malachi smacked her in the back of her slimey head.*

 

"No."

"Sir..."

"I hate you..."

 

*Malachi walked past her, heading to the first office he found.*

 

"...and I hope you get SARS."

 

*Malachi busted into the first availible office.*

 

"I need to order a Command Ship."

"I uhh, I don't deal with Command Shi-"

"That's too bad, because you are."

 

*Malachi described the SSD he had been ordered to... Order. By the end of the day the plans were finished, and the ship was in the making.*

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  • 2 weeks later...

Doppler and a series of assorted hands aiding the rebellion land at Mon Calamari docking their ship in the newly completed and christened Defiance command ship. Doppler thanks the workers for their hard work and dedication for the rebellion, sending a comm out to Malachi.

 

"I need you to oversee production for our next capital ship. I'll be heading out with this one. Thank you and keep up the good work."

 

With that, Doppler, now on the bridge of the Defiance, takes the ship out of orbit and vanishes into hyperspace.

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*Malachi looked displeased. It wan't unusual, but he looked especially so this time. He really hated Mon Calimari, and he hated being a supervisor for contruction workers. He picked up a from and wrote down a request to start building ships. He wrote down the specs for a Defender class SD, and at the top corner he wrote x8, signifying thet he wanted 8 of the exact same ship. He delivered it to the shipyard and went back to his ship. He found his old nasty bed and began to take a nap. Maybe if he took a long nap by the time he woke up the ships would be done.*[/i]

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  • 2 weeks later...

After finishing his paperwork, Pal Polloda walked down to where Malachi was.

"Ahh, I've finished my paper work and I really need to relax. What do ya' say we go on down to this awesome Cantina I know about."

The human and Mon Cal exit en route to the Big Eye Cantina.

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Upon entering, the two sit down and Pal orders drinks.

"So, what has brought you to the Alliance?"

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-Senator-

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*Malachi sat down and ordered a drink. He had a nice nap and needed some waking up.*

 

"Well, I suppose I was more dragged into this than anything else. 'Take a side,' they told me... But, when I think of it, I stay mostly because I don't like the alternative. I don't like the idea of people pushing me around with one big tyranical government. I will do everything I can to make sure my way of life, the free way of life, is protected. Or at very least make it look like I'm busy doing that."

 

*Malachi laughed at his own joke, as he has been known to do from time to time. His drink arrived, and he took it with great pleasure.*

 

"What about you, what brings you here?"

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It had been years since Gerald had visited Mon Calamari, but it had never strayed far from his mind. The vast oceans and vistas were bountiful in the galaxy, but none had the splendor of this planet. He longed to throw off the weight of years dabbling with the force and captain a ship on Mon Calamari's raging ocean torrents. Alas, it would never be. Gerald strode into the Big Eye, looking for something he could never find. It was always the same on every planet. A weary soul looking for love. He sat down, an aquarium hung behind him, reflecting peace of mind. He wallowed in the feeling before turning to the bar with a sheepish grin. Smiling, he asked the bar tender for his finest ale and threw down 5 chits, more then enough. Slowly he turned on the swiviling seat and watched two men introducing themselves. Gerals was feeling good from the water and ale, and spoke up,

 

"Hello there, mind if I join your company?"

 

Tossing a few more chits on the table he bought a round and joined them.

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Pal sat back in his seat and finished his drink.

 

"Me? Well, back in the day I traveled around the Galaxy...preaching messages of peace, love, and freedom. Needless to say, some of my philosophies contradicted with the Empire's beliefs. They jailed me in one of the most brutal prisons imaginable. Years of being raped and tortured didn't suit me too well. The Rebel Alliance learned what happend and freed me. Since that time I have been working for the Alliance, providing all the resources I can to help the cause."

 

As President Polloda wrapped up his story, he and Malachi were approached by a visitor. Pal had ran out of beer, so this newcomer was certainly welcome.

 

"Sure, have a seat...I always welcome buyers!"

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-Senator-

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I can definetly afford it my good man. Now then I heard you say you had some philosophies on love. Mind if I hear one. You see I've been looking for love for ages and can't seem to find it. Maybe it is because of my tendency to immerse myself in my ...work... maybe. I've been able to get women, all to easily really, but none to love.

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"I am always eager to share my opinions!"

 

Pal turned to regard both the newcomer and Malachi...he had a feeling the latter could use a little love in his life.

 

"To find love, you must look in many places. Love does not come to you, you must search for it. To hunt for it succesfully, you must always stay optimistic. A pessimist refuses to find love. Keep your eyes open, love comes in a variety of forms. Many times, it is their and we don't even reconize it. Affection does not make love, but love is a catalyst for affection. Your pespective of love can differ greatly, therefore it may be neccesary to embrace diffrent aspects of love...The Empire has long forbid poligamy(sp?), which some thought I was implying."

 

Simply put, to find love engage in many activities and stay alert. It is possible to love all people, everyone has qualities we like...the hard part is finding them.

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-Senator-

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  • 1 month later...

Under Doppler's command, the 7 Defender Class SDs, made under Malachi's long standing orders are pulled out of orbit and sent into hyperspace to meet up with the rebellion's main command ship in space.

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  • 2 weeks later...

The Imperial fleet pulls out of hyperspace over the blue green world of liquid stew...or at least that was what it was going to be.

 

 

Payne smiled.

 

 

--comm to maccleod-----

"Maccleod deploy with your squadron. I want you and 8 interceptor squadrons out there. Leave the bombers and the rest we have no use for them yet. Until the other side deploys fighters escort the assualt transports" His voice was its cool tone as usual. A hint of respect in them now. He had learned that maccleod was a valued officer. One of his finest.

 

---Comm to storm trooper commander---

 

"You are boarding soon prepare your troops."

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Fighters poured forth from the Destoyers and Ion cannons began to blaze from the star destroyers. The assualt transports were deployed within seconds as the fighters flew cover.

 

 

Payne organized the strongest flanks of the Star destroyers appropriately. Gravity emmiting intradictor is locked in under the guard of the Super class star destoyer and victories.

 

While the Imperial twos assisted in the guarding for boarding. Thier Ion cannons blazing.

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Charon descends form hyperspace above MC. The pilots activate the shields and weapon systems. He brings the ship close to the SD being built and flies into the hanger weapons blazing destroying anything in the way. The pilot fires the laser cannons at enemy troopers coming out of the halls. He fires the ion blasts at computers and droids along the walls causing explosions killing enemy troops. The pilot checks and sees that the enemy troops in the hangar are dead or the Empires. He tells the troops in the back to go out and do their job.

 

The commander of the Stormtroopers sends out his Lts. Squad out first and a barrage of laser fire comes in. The lasers strike down 3 troopers plus the Lt. Evan reaches down and grabs a grenade and tosses it into a corridor. An explosion follows and 3 Mon Calimari are thrown into a dead pile. The troopers unload followed by the E-Web blasters. They set up a perimeter and the Commander walks over to Evan.

 

"I want you to take 25 troopers and get to the bridge and take it over."

 

"Yes Sir." Evan motions to 25 troopers and head out.

 

 

As the troops head into the structure of the SD, the tranpost exits and jams all communications of the planet. It begins blasting away at the planet.

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"As you wish, Major."

 

Macleod's squadron followed by the eight interceptor squadrons form up by the assault transports. Macleod spoke to his squadron:

 

"Alright, here we go again. There are no Jedi here this time, so it will be much easier to obliterate the enemy."

 

Not that it wasn't easy that time. Not even the Jedi can stop the Empire.

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"I will fight these Rebels face to face and I'll break them with my bare hands."

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