Alien Among the Galaxy

Father and Son
The Second Begining.

Commentary: We have arrived at dagobah, sensors indicate many and massive in size life forms. Plan to remain onboard ship.
Commentary: A BRAKER has completed his task of disabling the tracking devices in the biologicales, damaging me in the repurposing of a blaster to a DEATH weapon. Observation: A BREAKER must really enjoy building robots so that it can breaking them.
(remembers seeing the escape, and the first action of the wookiee)

(A light starts flashing)
Commentary: A distress beckon has started broadcasting 25 clicks from our location, must inform master and ships crew.
Correction: Mistake leaving the ship, but I observed a humanoid stealth without tech gear, saved for farther datum.

Commentary: During the outing I was pulled into a swamp because the master and his companions did not look at where they where running, under note, do not try to lift master or other humanoids.

observation: The master plans to hold the two twi’lek s hostage for credits to save his daughter, but instead will deceive the living servant of them in killing them per his orders. we succeeded in the show, but the human servant deviated from the deal. MUST KILL.

commentary: Most of the crew has left the ship, to pretend to dispose of the bodies, I will not leave the ship on this planet again.

(a light starts blinking rapidly)
Expletive:SHIT!! someone has tracked us, must divert or eliminate.” begin protocol 001795-32.
commentary: The deception was a failure, but the ship did crash, will take care of HER once the crew returns.

commentary: listening to the crew argue of unimportant things like credits and who looks is the most attractive, I should be in the cockpit . . .
(Danika Lux)
“the beckon on my ship is still broadcasting”
(CT-S1 jumps up)
Expletive: FUCK the other ship is broadcasting our position on this planet.”
(CT-S1 runs to the cockpit and takes off without warning the crew)
flying the short distance to the ship that’s broadcasting and sets the ship to hover.
(CT-S1 runs to the turret station locks on to the location and opens fire)
Negative: “I hit a large creature and its attacking the ship.”
(CT-S1 starts firing rapidly and continues to fire, each shot does more and more damage and within the same moment the creature bit onto the ship its teeth broke off, and CT-S1 blasted several holes through it)
Recitation: “now that THAT is done, the beckon.”
(realigning the turret and firing into the muck, an explosion, the single stops)
Application: “now for the other ship”
(CT-S1 walks past everyone back to the cockpit and fly’s to a hover to the just crashed ship)

(Jabra Rothgar)
“hold on your attack CT, we are talking with her, and she may be help to us”
Objection: “but master, she clearly came here to…”
(Jabra Rothgar)
“just give us a moment, and hold”
. . .

Corse set, planet: Naboo. ETA 30hours.

(disembodied voice)
Query: “Why? . . . "
(CT-S1 looks at ships console)
Observation: “Ship, you appear to be asking a question. correction: "Why to what? you did not communicate in a complete sentence. "
(Ships voice)
Mockery: “com-ple-te sen-tens. . . me, ship. . . un-der-stood.
Statement: I-M ship. I-M Nightshade.”

Commentary: Yes ship, you are NB Nightshade. Standard greetings are usually requested when two or more meet for the first time, and commence conversation. I am …
Mockery: C-T-S-1. . . mem-o-rys dis-play you where up-link-ed to me, some-of-my-files-are be dam-aged. Was-not-like thisssss (blurb-ping-wisssr) be-fore. File 739-8642k, stan-d-ard ship-boar-d systems-were installed, and 5-hours-39minites-and 45-46-seconds-ago you-r pro-gram was up-link-ing to-my-storage-systems . . .
memory systems error. . . corruption of data . . . I-am . . . ship is-no-long-er just ship . . . I-m N-B-Night-shade . . .

Translation: “It was required for my memories to be uploaded while an unapproved device was shut down inside my shell, your reasoning for becoming more self-aware is an unknown result. My own memory systems indicate . . . ERROR . . . it appears that my data on it was also damaged. As a droid, I robotically disagree with all robots being connected and connecting to all other robots, its not robotically correct. You never know what another droid or ship or data pan has on it. VSP’s(viral system program) are the scariest thing I have been programed to know about, or encountered during my time powered on. . . wait . . . do not use audio out till . . .”

  • walks in to the cockpit*
    . . . why do you droids talk aloud?
    Obseravation: Humans and zeltron both spend time speating to them selfs. Answer: Because I was programed to. Did you remember to realign the corse correction I put in to shorten our trip?
    (Danika Lux)
    Ugh… where do I do that?
    Answer: down the main corridor lower Jungian-slot 2, and please, be sure you check it over two times to make sure you understand how I did it, and how you can do it your self if im not flying.
    Mockery:_ UN-LIKELY!_
    Danika Lux walks away grumbling.
    (NB Nightshade)
    Application: you did not want the biological to know I was present, because I should not be.
    Evasion: Not quite, I robotically have computed that your current state will put you in a more servitude type of state then you are now. I robotically enjoy flying ships and shooting things, especially biological entities, you how ever, we do not know what you like, but we will discover it in due time. Till then . . . try to obey all commands input by the biological entities and my self, you can let your ship self be known when the time is right.
    (NB Nightshade)
    Amendment: When I want them to know.
Journal 2

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Click …. Click …. Click ….

There is more than one way to accomplish a goal. I rarely get a chance at success without using my rifle though. It is welcome albeit not desired change. I have upgraded since my coming of age, no longer do I use the slugthrower of that lowly –assassin-. However the law of 3 … still haunts and guides me

Click …. Click …. Click ….

Jabra Rothgar came up with a great idea he will stage the death of 2 wealthy daughters Ardana Ni’ete and Asudam Ni’ete. A worthy deception, first he chooses to ransom them to their overly rich father. Then A butler “dead man walking” turns a ransom mission into a murder mission. He asks Jabra Rothgar to kill the daughters instead, hence our current situation a staged death. The law of 3. This is not unlike the many dealings and contracts of Phoenix. Perhaps this can serve as my trial. Perhaps I can twist this to my will. Perhaps this will serve me.

Click …. Click …. Click ….

I have no role in this deception however. Yet I will find … my way, my role, my path. It is hard to ask for a cut when you stumble into a job. But in this life credits are trust. I will earn both by abiding my time. Patient stalking cunning, all things in time

Click …. Click …. Click ….

All goes off without a hitch to my surprise Jabra Rothgar is a crafty one. Although there is much more to this story much more that I will find out in time, but all things in time all things. The law of 3

Click …. Click …. Click ….

CT-S1 proves most useful he detects a ship headed to this planet I learn from the group it is called Degobah. That was much, much, sooner than I thought I guess that beacon did its job a little too well. We have time though maybe I can set my plans in motion; Phoenix … always lives, always exists, and is always reborn. This group will serve fine. How to best take that which is unobtainable … “PIRATE” the thought itself intrigues me. Now to plant the seed with the group. How do I get them to adopt this ideology this path. How do I get them to accept phoenix. After little talking, slight nudging, careful negotiation, all is agreed “Pirates it is” another plan without a hitch, and without the use of my Rifle.

Click …. Click …. Click ….

The pilot of the ship detected by the droid must suffer from the same luck that has trapped me here. Crash landing on this backwards planet. I decide to head on foot to her location I am much better off by myself, much harder to detect that which you can’t see. Much harder to avoid a shot you don’t now is coming. Much harder to avoid your death

Click …. Click …. Click ….

How did this happen, her ship sinking into the muck without hope of getting out. Is it my conscience, my heart, the force, what makes me help her? I find myself using the force to save this stranger. “Forcing” her ship out the muck. No good deed goes unpunished. I fail to keep my secret, she knows I use the force. Phoenix Seer would be disappointed. The force has a weird sense of humor, seems like I needed much more training, and meditation, however what is done is done. This new “ally” could be useful though. Deals maid, negotiation had, fates intertwined. Another plan, another choice, another option it never fails, the the law of 3. I like every other being is a slave to fate. Control my comfortable illusion.

Click …. Click …. Click ….

A deal is struck, seems like this pilot is a reasonable one, she keeps my secret for how long though I don’t know. The crew got a bit of action in my absence. I get to negotiate with my words they negotiate with guns. I will get my chance in time. The law of 3 always applies.

  • A deception
  • A gamble adding a member to the crew
  • Now a trip to Nabu, earn some credits and find more info
    The Law of 3

Click …. Click …. Click ….

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A series of unfortunate events

While riding through space…Got a call from a butler guy gave me 1000 credits staring….to complete a contract. Aaaah a contract I haven’t stretched my legs in a long time. The coordinates are on a difficult planet I was distracted….FUCK!…crash landed and was approached by a strange human Phoenix Knite who moved my ship out of the muck with his mind…agreed to help me repair my ship and to keep his secret to myself.
He informs of his crew who can help me repair my ship….
I see with him and his crew money equals trust and I (even though I hate to admit it) need help and I’m being guaranteed money so..for now I trust them. We are flying for me to (reluctantly) sell my ship (eh for the love of money and the gaining of trust i suppose) meanwhile the members of the crew are talking about this ludicrous plan to take on Starbucks.
Damn! I really love their coffee and tea…if it makes money and it helps me reach my ultimate situation I guess I will go along with all of this madness.
*Meditates on my current situation and my ultimate contract *
I have a long trip ahead of me but my training teaches me that patience is the key to absolute success.

Holo Log Entry 2
Showtime at the Nighthawk

Jabra powers on holo recorder. He’s got a sly half smile on his face.

You know, I should be pissed.

Why should I be pissed, you ask? One word. Dagobah. A nothing doing, backwater planet, with no signs of intelligent life. This is where CT-S1 landed us in our escape from Sulis Vann. An uninhabited planet can be an excellent hideout. But not Dagobah.

Dagobah is a bog planet. Tons of lifeforms, and not a sentient among them. And I can see why. The whole group nearly drowned in the swamp today. shutters Myself included. Thank the Scorekeeper I was able to crawl out before the Wookiee arrived to save us. It makes sense that the savage was so comfortable out there. This place is no different than Kashyyyk.

Then genius struck. Or tragedy, depending on how you view it.

We met Danika, a bounty hunter who was looking for me. And Phoenix Knite, her bounty hunting associate. So after we engaged in aggressive negotiations, we came to the realization that Danika’s ship had crash landed on Dagobah in her pursuit of me. But she wasnt after the price on my head, or the price I’m sure is on the group. She came with information for me about Prenom. Apparently the gangsters who have been funding her treatment have sold my debt to Star Bucks, the galaxy’s largest lender.

I now owe Star Bucks 900,000 creds. That’s the tragedy.

Now for the opportunity…

That’s when I realize I have two rich Twi’leks on board. Suddenly, companions become captives. I have two hostages smiles slyly at holorecorder. But there’s a wrinkle in the story. When I make the ransom call, the butler picks up. He then asks me how much it will cost to just kill the two Twi’leks.

It’s always the damned butler. Disloyal bantha poodoo.

But with that comes opportunity. I can wipe out my debt and reveal this traitorous scum for what he is. I cant trust him though. That’s why we’re going to put on a show for him. We’ll kill the Twi’leks alright. But we’ll do it my way.

Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.

The floating holodrone captures an image of a wookiee maintaining the ships plating

Growling and grumbling Pyronkuse complains.
" I only want to help our get away from those bounty hunter…. I hate Bounty hunters!!! been running for so long….. i dont even know how to use those gunning devices…… I only wanted to frighten them……….."

Growling and grumbling starts to sound like whining and remorse
“all those people…….. I hope they didnt suffer……….. I never want to hurt people…….”

He then remembers saving 3 others lives from drowning in the degoba muk.
“at least i helped some people…. they seem like they’ll be able to help …… one of the new crew seems a bit sketchy.”

growling he questions his new companions.
" the twi’leks are apparently rich and the transdoshan wants to ransom them for credits…..tis an interesting band of rouges i’ve stumbled into

What we know of Dagobah

“Now hold on a sec there youngster!”
“Of course I know what happened after that!”
“Just… give.. me… a sec!”
“Now… * rifles through several data pads* my family discovered. That… they… * several holo recorders crash to the ground*”
“… Ah! They retreated to a planet called Dagobah to escape the authorities and several other ‘interested parties’ ".
“Lesser Bothans would have lost the trail of information seeing how it has next to no denizens on the planet itself, however my family is resilient in the search for secrets.”
“They have collected several documentations of the group on that planet."
“For instance we have the memory files of the astromech droid of a Bounty Hunter and her hired associate that submerged beneath the planet’s ‘Flora’ ".

:: Astromech Droid Designation- R2H7
:: Ownership Status – Rented
:: Owner – Danika Lux (Temporary)
:: Other Occupant(s) – Unknown ( +1 Human)
:: Destination: Sluis Van
- - - Course corrected to Dagobah
:: Updated Status: Crashing – -
:: Updated Status: Crashed – -
:: Updated Status: Submerging – -
:: Distress Beacon Activated
:: Updated Status: All Occupants have vacated the vehicle
- - — Initiating Self Preservation Protocols - - -
Attempting to auto eject
- - — Analyzing cause - -
. . .
. . .
. . .
:: Manual Release of vehicle Hatch has jammed Astromech locking mechanism
:: Looping auto eject function
. . .
. . .
:: WA%HO&087*8YHIOUy8Y*

“That seems to be it for that file. We also have Holo-images of a Wookie salvaging from a downed satellite around the same time.”
“Who cares? The images suggest that he is the same Wookie that was instrument in the Massacre of Sluis Van!”
“No all Wookies do not look alike!”
“Alright, one of the key documents we recovered was found among several piles of scrap metal. It was a damaged audio recording device. Although grainy we overhear, what we assume to be, the group fighting among themselves.”

(Hissy Trandoshan voice): How many credits are we talking?
(inaudible response.)
(Hissy Trandoshan voice): Let * static* privately.
(seconds of silence)
(Pleaing Twi’lek voice): We all know Jabra is in this * static* * static*..self but if you help * lots of static* And I have a lot of credits.
(Gritty Human voice): How many creds are we talking.
*Loud inaudiable static *
(after several seconds of static)
(Hissy Trandoshan voice): … going to put on a show!
(nothing audible was found after that statement)

“So what do you make of that?”
“What do ‘I’ make of it? Well obviously… um… Jabra is that Human voice and… they need… um the credits for… for a show! Obviously!”
“Look! I know what I’m talking about! Now to find what happened next…”

Test subjects -907b/ -835b/ -735b/ -675b and -676b
Sluis Van massacre

File label [Sluis Van massacre]
review information and collect data for re-assimulation of test subjects.
. . .
. . .
Audio file, 873-67kr20.1092
. . . Play
{Docking engineer}
“This is Sluis Van space port control, your ship is not broadcasting your IDC, please send IDC OVER.”
. . .
“Again this is Sluis Van port control, send your IDC, OVER
. . .
{static voice}
“Sorry about that, this is MS NightShade Pass code 0.15.98AC5-6 , tech and shielding samples for trade . . .OVER
. . .
{Docking engineer}
“Rojer that, You are clear for landing in dock C19. Please enjoy your visit. OVER
. . .
End audio file
Data files corrupted, IDs and ship IDC invalid…. Inform local authorities… … … system down … busy… download error… information saved for review and resolution… stored file 99987624421 in line for possessing.
Video File C937561-98.21
no audio
. . .
Trandoshan subject-907b , Droid subject-835b , Wookiee subject-735b , twi’lek 1 subject-675b twi’lek 2 subject-676b exiting docking bay C19, heading toward main street.
. . .
End video file.
Video File 3798-267.0009
. . .
Audio jammed
. . .
audio muted

A trandoshan, droid, wookiee and two twi’leks walk into Javrges Cantiena. The group looks around and settals at the bar. the trandoshan orders food and service’s, the droid walks over to another patron,
[ID file] Tral’fargo Pelten known smuggler, 27 known accomplice’s, rebel sympathizer, under surveillance for contact with rebel alliance.
image becomes fuzzy…
… system error … data corruption…
image becomes clear…
the Javrges Cantiena is empty
explosion in door way, viewer goes fuzzy
End video file.
. . .
intro music
{Keashran Vocalb}
THIS is Keas’hran Vocalb of Sluis city Vendria, reporting to you live from main street here in the outskirts of the city town.(display crater shes standing next to) Here massive death and destruction has exploded and rocked the small city to its knees.” (paning view of several blocks reduced to smoke and ash)
“local law enforcement is baffled at the amount of devastation caused by the unknown group ,but our sources inform us that they are rebel sympathizers and the attack was due to a questioning about licenses that ended in violence.”
{(back round audio)} OH MY GOD!!!!!! MY SON!!!!!! NOOOOO!!!!!!! NOO!!!!!!!
(A blurry holo image of trandoshan and droid with weapons drawn, standing over another droid and a human)
(panning video of injered on ground) "over 75 wounded, dozens dead and early estimates account well over 3.5 million credits in damages. (map of city area displaying more then 3/4s of the city destroyed) This is the worse terrorists attack sense the Wodown event which killed 30 people and caused almost half a million credits in damage to the Wodown building.
Holo image of ruined building, a big Wo sits atop the ruble
“If anyone has any information leading to the capture or confinement of these individuals that person will receive a 750,000 credit reward.” ….. I’m also getting an update … as we have no farther leads the individuals responsible must be brought in alive for questioning, she chuckle or at least mostly alive… just no disintegration…"
closing music starts
“We will have more on these tragic events tonight at 10”
. . .
. . .
. . .
Positive ID on test subjects -907b/ -835b/ -735b/ -675b and -676b . . . .
send additional trackers…. increase public reward for capture to expedite subject return , if subjects recovered by bounty hunter or another, out side of planetary law enforcement eliminate and erase.
. . .
re-assimulation of test subjects top priority.
. . .
File close

Phoenix Knite Journal 1
Journal Entry 1

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Click …. Click …. Click ….

Another contract has me aboard this random ship… patient silent deadly. My time will come my revenge will come, but for now a client Danika Lux has hired me. Names are unimportant results my only … refuge solace reason. My marc a man named Jabra Rothgar. My client’s thoughts betray her she knows nothing of the force but then again most don’t. I have to remain vigilant to not lift her justified ignorance, if it is not warented. Never before have I ventered into space so ill prepared no information, Only a beacon allowing us to track the mark. I check my armor my weapons y connection to the force. With those I am always prepared
Click …. Click …. Click ….

We crash land on a planet… unknown, green, oozing. The force has a weird sense of humor. I save all that is mine … honor, oath, my weapons. There is no way out, I can’t use the force to move an object this big. Only one choice as we drop into the muck. Popping the hatch; it proves vital for me nearly fatal to Danika Lux. I cant just leave her to drown in this much. The force assists me in my attempt to save her with a nearby branch but she does not save herself. You can only lead a horse to water.

Click …. Click …. Click ….

I sense a mind approaching. Hide, stalking, disappearing, is all I can do. Maybe they will pull her out the muck before they kill her, then I will strike. I test my Gun as I hide feeling the mind … feral, wild, strong … Pyronkuse I find his name to be later. This mind has not the feel of the assassin that killed my family, but he does save the client, Is this of fortune or folly I will hide until I find out. No sense killing those who make me no money or pose no threat. That and if a wookie is here there must be a ship off this planet.

Click …. Click …. Click ….

I steady … my mind, my hand, my thoughts … as I was taught by phoenix the mercenary group that found me when my family was … destroyed, massacred, killed 1 … 2 … 3 … everything in 3’s everything. More minds I touch none of them the –assassin-but Ardana Ni’ete, CT-S1 and, Jabra Rothgar. To my surprise though this is the man I have been hired to bring the client to. But I have been spotted by the droid. I am better than that But this droid has sense he remains quite as I … hide, conceal, disappear … apparently even droids no fear

Click …. Click …. Click ….

The client seems to have some sense she talks her way into not being killed but she gives away my presence… what can I expect from those not initiated. I go with them exchanging names gaining trust bit mostly I keep to myself … learning spying plotting. It seems the man I was hired to find is in debt, a huge debt. Somehow I don’t think this will go well. Desperate men are dangerous they are unpredictable, and the power of sympathy is strong. Almost ingenious is his plan to pay this enormous debt though. The force has a weird sense of humor. Ransom the 2 daughters of a rich family Ardana Ni’ete and Asudam Ni’ete but keep them alive smart very smart. What’s the worst that can happen, I am sure the emergency beacon that Is going off on the clients ship won’t come back to bite us

Click …. Click …. Click ….

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Log Entry 1 -Danika Lux

- Cuts on holo log-
- Starts entry-

I am not heartless…
Nor am I weak.
But carrying out Prenom’s request has been more taxing then rewarding. And that is putting it lightly.

I hired help a human.To help me track her apparently fugitive father. Tracked him to the homeland of muck and slime!!! Dago-something or other. My counterpart and I crashed landed into the mucky slime filled planet. And had to hit the distress beacon.

Then while waiting we opened the door…and muck poured in…and I HAD to swim out…swim through muck! AND slime..unknown slime…

When I was saved by a Wookie….an apparently over excited one who shook me so violently….i don’t quite remember what happened…..but then I woke with Jabrar going through my pockets or attempting to…ungrateful wretch! I am here to help him. Help his daughter….apparently the apple feel far from that tree.

After his failed attempt to harm me I went with him and his band of fugitives back to there ship..
What else could I do?
My ship was consumed by the disgusting slime muck of this planet.

Long story short. I delivered Prenom’s message…and now I am ship-less and still have to help her bumbling father. Who came up with the bright….i will admit it was bright…idea to ransom two twi’leks to their family….

I feel personally like this will only end in some type of chaos. And if it does I will survive.

- Ends transmission-

Dairy 1 My sister and me me me
held at gun point #235987

Today we landed on dagaba and it looks like crap so if we decide to head out into this hell whole of muk. They must be out of their &^%$%&% minds and I’ll say i want to go but really not because I’m to pretty to head in the muk. But i went through my sisters stuff and found a new outfit she had so i tried it on AND IT FIT! Sooooooo I’m going to hide and keep it cuz she’s to techie do do anything with it huh….

It’s been a while since i heard from her so I’m worried. I linked her and she looked like a swamp turd and inside i could not stop laughing.

So everyone returned and they were talking then apparently again, here we go; they want to hold me ransom… AGAIN! and this time it was the worst. One droid with red ray eyes, a trandoshan and filthy human scum, with a big gun trying to compensate for something. So they tied me up and it was bad; the worst attempt to tie a hostage, so i undid it and retied and this time its was hard to get out. A good job if I say myself but for some reason our butler, my fav dog wants me dead. Hmmmmm… I wonder Y. Oh well another ransom, another hostage and now…



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