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Post by haku on Jun 25, 2005 19:25:11 GMT -5
A giant construction station high in Bespin's atmosphere, invisble to sensors and the eye. Owned by Coldstar.
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Post by haku on Jun 29, 2005 23:44:28 GMT -5
(from Personal Shuttle)
O'Cuth walked down the plank from his shuttle and into the hangar bay. He went over to the hangar's turbo lift and stepped inside. The gray color of the inside of ICS is much like that of most older day Imperial architecture.
O'Cuth lift finally reached his destination. O'Cuth stepped out gracefully but anxiously, wanting to see the final touches on his project.
There it was, the Universal Beast, the greatest spacecraft ever made in the history of the galaxy, more powerful then the Death Stars, World Devastators, Galaxy Gun, or anything else. This vessel was the ultimate power, Palpatine had only dreamed of it making many plans for it's construction many decades ago O'Cuth stole those plans from the planet Wayland, from his Imperial Vaults, now he had constructed the Emperor's dream, and it was his, and it would be used for good.
The star destroyer sat there covered with construction apparatuses, nearly ready to take its first baby steps into the galaxy.
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Post by haku on Jul 13, 2005 21:29:15 GMT -5
Cuth stood, staring at his ultimate creation. His gaze was interupted by a continous beep from his data pad, clipped to his belt.
He pulled it out his pad and flipped it open. The beeping stopped, and a there was ared flashing icon on the main menu. Cuth touched it and message came up. It announced Riddley's death. When Riddley first made his order a chip was implanted in him so Cuth could be notified of his death, so he could stop production of his ships.
Cuth sent a work order for the remaining number of his ships to retire and be stripped, scraped, and salvaged.
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Post by haku on Jul 13, 2005 22:09:50 GMT -5
A synthesized voice on the intercom shouted out through the view room speakers.
"Main power start. Thrusters firing."
O'Cuth watched as the white-hot glow of thrusters slowly arise from the thruster pits.
"Scaffolding unlatching."
The scaffolding surrounding the entire vessel slowly rose away. Cuth sat down in a near by padded seat, among the many others. Ten minutes later the scaffolding was clear.
"Initiating movement."
This was it, the first step of Universal Beast. The herculean star destroyer moved incredibly fast for large it was. It's mega-fusion engines allowed it to move it's length in ten seconds! And it's 2.0 hyperdrive made it fast, even for a capital ship. But for it's first step it moved very slowly. A minute later it was a whole length of itself away from it's birth place.
Cuth watched in awe of his masterpiece. Now it was time for the boy to embrace his fate.
Cuth got his data pad out and requested a control console to be sent to him. Various control consoles were kept in lockers through out Coldstar facilities. By using a control console Cuth could control all that was Coldstar. Almost everything. Only from his command room at Coldstar HQ could he control everything.
A control console floated noiselessly from a near by locker and over to where Cuth was sitting. The control console unactivated looked like a thick, short, black metal strip. The console was basically consisted of a miniature repulsor lift so it could float around, a interactive holograph projector for the various controls and buttons that made what the user of console would use, and a mass data transmitter and receiver that sent the commands to and from the console.
Cuth activated the console and put in a simple order on Coldstar's main network "Order: Gift". Cuth finger hovered over the "send order" button. This would probably be the last time he saw the Universal Beast in person. The finger fell, breaking the holographic projection sending the order to the main network.
All of a sudden. The engine's of the massive ship fired up to a blinding glow, the view rooms windows automatically shading so the light would be bearable. Then in flash, the Universal Beast shot off into Hyperspace to some for off world...
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