Ask New management

[Rafe]

Tattooine..
R-16
Midnight​

Orders

New management..
Parneaux Joloan has closed his ranks, that means we've done our job right.. our mole tells us he is hiding out with a sizeable force at a base back on Tattooine, he must of thought we wouldn't go looking somewhere we'd already been.. we storm the base and kill him.. then reinstate our reconditioned Director as the new CEO, allowing them to return to normal... with a sizeable portion of their profits benefiting the Pyke Syndicate now.. expect heavy resistance.(Self DM 3-5 participants.)
1: @Rafe @Mad Dog
2: @Julius Arvo @Wayrider
3: @Chahsonh @Nor'baal
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Rafe hated this planet.. and far too many times now he's been drug back to it.. he was hopeful this would be the last time.. He had touched down with The Kennel about a quarter of a mile from their target, a small fortress built into a rocky outcrop in the middle of nowhere. Rafe knew its location, but had finally seen it for the first time minutes before when they flew overhead and landed on the other side of the small mountain like structure.

The darkness of night had partially covered their arrival, all of the lights on and in the ship had been cut, hopeful to prevent anyone from spotting them. Though it seemed their targets, the Materiaalaankopen and its CEO that were hiding inside were not as worried as Rafe could spot a large bonfire just outside the main durasteel doors to the so called "base" which was really more of a large bunker.

As Rafe stepped off the ship, followed by some two dozen additional Pyke foot soldiers, he'd find a cover place and pull out his binoculars, dozens of speeders were parked in front of the metal structure, and he immediately spotted three unmanned E-Webs emplaced, one on the top and two in front of the main doors. Even unmanned they still presented a threat.

With the suns long gone, the majority of the environment was pitch black, the bonfire with roughly fifteen men around it providing the only light in the area. To Rafe's disappointment, Parneaux Joloan was not among them.. but then, that would have been far too easy.

Their mole had provided a great deal of useful information to Rafe, however the blue prints of this bunker was not among them, which meant the Materiaalaankopen would have the home field advantage, not that Rafe thought that would mean much..

Firing up his encrypted comm link Rafe spoke to @Julius Arvo, his force wielding friend who Rafe had tasked with transporting their third counterpart... @Chahsonh, a Rancor provided by the Hutts.. it was a strange arrangement, but Rafe knew the Hutts loved their Rancor, so this gesture was of much more value than just sending any regular foot soldier, Should be clear to attack in just a minute, once my men are on top..

Four of Rafes men were already climbing up the back of the outcrop to attempt to drop down on the top of the actual bunker, a plan Rafe wanted to see successful, hoping it might really help in solidifying their win here tonight.

Back on The Kennel, three additional Pykes, as well as Rafe's crew remained with their prisoner, Vazz Harnox, a Materiaalaankopen director the Pykes had kidnapped and subjected to reconditioning.. if all went well tonight that man was set up to become much more powerful than he'd ever dreamed... of course under the thumb of Rafe and the rest of the Pyke Syndicate, but all the same.

@Wayrider @Nor'baal

 

[Julius Arvo]

Being in charge of the Rancor a brand new venture for Jules. For the first time he had actually reached out with the Force to influence the thoughts and actions of another being. Even though Jules had known that it could be done this was his first. Jules it turned out had much greater reserves than he had known. He believed that it was mostly because he did not try to bend the Force to his will but rather he simply drew upon the Force to strengthen his own will. This would require further thought and investigation in the future, and maybe he would have to seek out other Force users and compare notes.

Turning back to the situation at hand he was still following behind this eight meter Rancor whose sole purpose at present was to eat everything that was in front of this bunker. Jules had flown in separately mostly because his 5-T freighter was big enough for the Rancor and its cage. Well that and the fact that nobody else wanted to ride with the giant and unpredictable beast.

The moment Rafe let him know that all his men were in their places Jules released his restraint on the beast. Running at its left flank Jules target was the two currently unmanned E-Webbs. The Rancor could do the rest.

 

[Chahsonh]

A low growl made its way from Chahsonh as he shuffled out of his cage. Heavy chains were wrapped around his hands and feet, which slowly were removed by his handler, who cautiously stepped in front of him as the last chain rattled to the sand below. A final restraint was held by Jules, a person that Chahsonh did not recognise, but was reasonably sure he was not meant to devour.

"Chahsonh." the handler cracked a whip in the air and stamped his foot on the ground, thrusting his fist toward the location they would be attacking <Killee!> the whip slashed down into the sand, as the command was issued. Lifting his massive arms into the air above his head, Chahsonh let out a deep-throated roar, spittle and bits of his breakfast rasping into the air before him.

He stomped forward a few steps, picking up speed as he did so, before dropping to all fours and entering into a full-speed run toward the enemies of his master. The ground shook and was kicked up in his wake.

There was a panicked cry from the watchtower which punctuated the low wall of the compound, a stray blaster bolt shooting forward, and ineffectually disappointing on his hide. With his head low, Chahsonh hammered through the tower, causing it to collapse in a wave of sand and smoke, as he burst through into the courtyard, grabbed the hapless shooter, and raised him above his head - letting out another blood-curdling roar, before tearing the man in half, and throwing the desiccated remains of his enemy back into the ground.

 

[Rafe]

Rafe watched the mob of Materiaalaankopen men outside when the Rancor barreled through its ranks and blew a hole through the bunker as it just.. ran through it.. Rafe shook his head, he needed one of those.. roar and the arrival of the giant beast had sparked a response, one man had started climbing to the top of the bunker to get to its emplacement, met at the top with several bolts from Rafe's Pyke soldiers who had already gotten there. A second man had started to climb up as well, but the falling body of its counterpart made him change his mind it seemed..

A few seconds later the E-Web spun to life as Rafe's men began operating it on its owners, blasting the life out of the men who were running from the Rancor. Rafe and the rest of the two dozen opened fire on the fleeing men as well, leaving none of them alive before advancing on the bunker as well. Dust and debris was still settling from the Rancor bursting through its walls. Rafe just hoped it was capable of leaving the primary target alive..

The CEO is mine.. keep him alive.. Rafe said over the comms, reminding everyone that he needed a personal moment with the man.. a special weapon with his name on it was latched to Rafe's belt.. a sharpened rib Rafe had removed from the man's father just days before.. Rafe also needed just a few more survivors as well for this to be a seamless transfer, but that wasn't an absolute requirement..

Since the outside was clear and untold destruction was happening inside, Rafe and the Pyke soldiers started to approach, getting to the outside doors quickly.

 

[Julius Arvo]

Using his captured light sabers Jules destroyed the ground mounted E-Webbs without even loosing a stride. When the Rancor crashed through the wall Jules simply followed, sidestepping falling debris he cut through two stunned Materiaalaankopen guards and yet another E-Webb.

Seeing no reason for the Rancor stop Jules just watched its continued rampage.

 

[Chahsonh]

The Rancor was not particularly nuanced when it came to battlefield tactics and advanced strategy, indeed, much of what it did revolved around smashing things with its claws, eating stuff that tried to run away, and roaring a lot. As such, Rafes instruction to the others to keep the CEO alive fell on deaf ears. Instead, the Rancor swept its arms down and through to sand in an arcing motion toward the main bunker building, hammering its hands into the eastward side of its structure. It send a judder though the wall, which held firm.

Angry that the wall had not instantly collapsed, as Chahsonh had expected, he yowled, arching his head back and letting out a guttural roar, before looking around for something to kill.

Nothing.

He squinted at the bunker, he could hear taps of feet from inside. It was like canned food! Tasty, yet tantalisingly out of reach. He rose up on his hind legs, hands raised above his head and screamed, smashing his hands down, over and over again, onto the roof of the bunker in a desperate, enraged attempt to crack it open.

 

[Rafe]

We brought a Rancor.. Rafe laughed at the thought as he and the Pykes stepped through the hole the thing had created, the chaos of the giant beast made cleaning up any terrified stragglers of the Materiaalaankopen a simple job. Some of them cowering in corners, and most of them just running away.

Rafe arrived to the courtyard where he watched the Rancor going to town on the bunker inside, it must of been several layers of durasteel thick, Rafe signaled to his men a spot to the side of the Rancor about fifteen feet, Focus fire.. he said and lifted his own rifle, as the dozens and dozens of bolts began to slam into the dura steel, if they weakened the structural integrity of the wall to the side of where the Rancor was attacking it would help the thing to crumple the wall. A mixture of medium and heavy blaster fire and some disruptor fire would slam in uneven waves against the wall pieces of it starting to burn and melt.

 

[Julius Arvo]

Well thought Jules let's see if this works as he moved to where the Rancor could see him. Jules then reached out to the Rancor sending soothing thoughts as well as a plea to be patient. He then ignited one of his light sabers and drove the tip down into the roof.

Slowly dragging the blade through the metal and stone Jules cut an enormous door in the course of a minute the door would be large enough for the Rancor he then sent a thought of food on the other side of the wall to the giant Rancor.

Jules then stepped back and let the Rancor do what Rancors do.

 

[Chahsonh]

Briefly diminishing its assault, the Rancor sniffed the air as he smelt burning beneath him, Not only were some of the Pykes attacking the wall, so to was a small man with some sort of energy sword! Not wanting to miss out on the fun, the Rancor resumed thwacking the structure, and within two strikes, the wall came crashing down.

He saw tiny terrified faces inside, huddled together, surrounded by debris.

Screaming out a roar, he rose up on his hind legs and went to bring his vast arms crashing down on their hapless forms. However, as one, the creatures inside the bunker panicked and scattered. When he looked back down, all the Rancor saw was a collection of scrabbling figures, fleeing his wroth. He spotted the fattest one, a male Twi'lek with a gaudy robe, sprinting away from him, and swept him up in his hand.

Lifting the Twi'lek up to be level with his eyes, Chahsonh looked at the man, who was pale with terror, and wondered what to do next.

 

[Rafe]

Rafe smiled, a touch of wickedness in his smile as he did so, when the Rancor smashed through the wall its frenzy pummeling the Materiaalaankopen hiding inside before lifting one up, Eat him.. Rafe thought, evil flooding his mind and bringing joy at the thought of his enemy's demise.

Rafe snapped out of it and leapt through the new entrance that'd been created, using his jet pack to fly through the large room and landing near the smaller door inside, firing three times inside it as the men he'd struck burned and disintegrated in front of his eyes, bolting inside he heard the screams and panic of the men hiding within, hoping for cover and pleading for life.

Rafe fired over and over, the fleeing men making easy targets to shoot in the back, eventually the power pack emptied, a sign he'd fired it thirty times or so. Switching to his Peacemaker and Wookie Side-Arm Rafe began firing quickly in multiple directions, catching many men by surprise with heavy bolts to various parts of the bodies he struck.

 

[Julius Arvo]

Jules had seen the floor plan of this compound and figured that he was probably not needed here so he headed for the hanger. Ostensibly to prevent anyone from escaping. But truth be told he wanted to pick out his soon to be new ship.

The Pykes were running unabated killing everyone that they came upon. Jules figured that some of what was left of the remaining management of the Materiaalaankopen would try to escape and personally saw no reason why he shouldn't be the one to do it. And since he would already be there he would get to pick first.

@Chahsonh

 

[Chahsonh]

Opening his salivating maw, Chahsonh dropped his target in, crunching down before spitting out the man's now useless blaster pistol. He squinted, looking around for more things to eat. With a lack of direction being given to him now that the bunker was broken open, Chahsonh was unsure as to what he should be doing next, so he opted for 'kill things', his default setting.

Digging into the bunker with his claws, he began to root his way down to the location of their target, entirely unbeknownst to him, who he was not meant to be eating. Seeing the squirming little man in beneath him, trying desperately to escape his clutches, the Rancor yowled in anger, and raised up onto his hind legs again, ready to pounce down, and crush their target in an instant.

 

[Rafe]

The foundation started to rumble as Rafe was bolting down the halls, the grunts and growls of the Rancor he'd left behind gave him an idea as to what was happening, but Rafe hadn't expected the thing to actually start digging through the dirt and the durasteel around the bunker...

A handful of Pyke foot-soldiers were trying hard to keepnip with Rafe, squeezing a few shots off as they went about it before coming to the safe room, the idiots had left the door wide open in their haste brought about by fear, Go for stun.. Rafe ordered the men behind him, switching his own blasters to stun as well..

Barging into the room Rafe saw the slashes in the ceiling and the dirt falling through as the Rancor was bashing against it, he paid this little mind as he began rapidly firing alongside the Pykes who entered with him, some two dozen Materiaalaankopen, only a few who even had the time to raise a blaster back, and one that fired hitting the neck of one of Rafe's soldiers before being stunned several times. As the bodies hit the floor, stunned for some time now, another claw dug into the ceiling from above, Carry as many as you can.. Rafe ordered, holstering his blasters and picking up the Materiaalaankopen CEO, and another two men before hurrying out of the room, the four Pykes that remained each picked up one man and followed Rafe, he figured the Rancor could eat whoever was left..

The fighting was still active, but Rafe and the other four managed to make it back outside amidst the chaos. Ordering the soldiers to stun cuff the six survivors as Rafe applied the cuffs to the CEO. He had what he'd came for but would let the rest of the men continue to wipe out any left over Materiaalaankopen, as they made their way back to the ship, giving the crew the signal to bring their pawn... Vazz Harnox outside.

Once to the ship, Rafe set the stunned men down in a circle, a pyke or one of Rafe's Ship's crew each holding a blaster to the backs of their heads as Rafe stood in the center with the CEO, Parneaux Joloan, and shook him back to consciousness as the others did the same to their prisoners..

Confused, Parneaux Joloan looked up at the human standing beside Rafe, Vazz? He'd ask...

 

[Julius Arvo]

Jules job had become simple once he quit trying to influence the Rancor. He found a nicely barricaded position where he had a clear and unobstructed view of both entry doors. The launch door overlooking a canyon posed little threat. It was simple anyone who tried for the ships who weren't wearing Pyke Family colors died. Taking a moment to look over the three ships parked in the hanger Jules wondered to himself, " just what was it with these Materiaalaankopen and these VCX-820's."

"Yeah he thought they were decent gun boats but," pausing a moment to shoot two Twilek who were trying for the ships, " they had very little cargo space, and also needed a crew." Shaking his head he shot another human trying vainly to make it to the ships.

 

[Chahsonh]

Still, having yet to be instructed otherwise, the Rancor continued to dig down and into the bunker, desperately trying to scrabble for its prey, to no avail. Growing angrier, and louder, by the second, Chahsonh sniffed the air and decided to lumber off in the direction of some of the fleeing members of the CEOs guard. Perhaps they would provide more entertaining prey?

/exitthread

 

[Rafe]

Rafe slyly took the sharpened rib from his belt, That's right.. Rafe said, he then looked to the other Materiaalaankopen men, Vazz will be filling the position of CEO at my direction, under his leadership your so called Syndicate will continue to operate free from Pyke oppression.. of course this will come at a cost.. Rafe continued walking around tapping the sharpened rib against his left hand.

Parneaux Joloan started to protest, but Rafe kicked him hard in the stomach causing him to topple forward groaning and coughing.

One third.. Rafe started again, One third of all future Materiaalaankopen profits will be paid to the Pyke Syndicate, as an operating fee.. Rafe explained, the sounds he heard from the Materiaalaankopen men making him confident they would abide. For now the ruthless murders of your members will cease, however you'll forgive us if a member or two slips up and kills some of you.. we've gotten in the habit of it... Rafe said with a chuckle. He'd see to it that they stopped in fact, but putting a little more fear into their new subjugates was never a bad thing.

Is everyone in agreement? Rafe asked, one of the men said some choice unkind words, and was subsequently blasted in the back of the head, once his body hit the sand, silence befell the rest of the group. How about now? Rafe asked again, receiving nods from the circle of men.

As for you.. Rafe turned his attention to the CEO who had spit up some blood, the man cursed Rafe briefly, before Rafe slapped his face hard.. I brought something for you.. a gift from your father.. Rafe said as he knelt before the man showing him the sharpened rib Rafe had pulled from the man's father. I'd like to tell you he fought hard.. but he died like a Nerf when I ripped his throat out and pulled his ribs from his body.. Rafe said a twisted smile crossing his face.

Rafe spit in Parneaux Joloan's face and subsequently rammed the sharpened rib up into the base of the man's jaw, Rafe felt it as it collided and then smashed through the base of the man's skull, keeping eye contact with him the whole time until he saw the life leave his eyes amidst the gargled struggle for air and life the pitiful man put up.

Once his struggle stopped Rafe looked at the circle of Materiaalaankopen, to ensure his Pykes had kept them watching. Very well.. Rafe started, a Nu-class Attack Shuttle was making its descent, it was full of Pykes who would escort the Materiaalaankopen men and Vazz to assist the seamless transfer of control, This ship will take you all back, so enjoy the life I, and the Pyke Syndicate, have allowed you to continue living.. remember though.. Rafe paused to look each of them in the eye, Your continued existence relies on your compliance to my orders.. Rafe finished.

The men and Vazz would board the the shuttle with a couple dozen Pykes on board. He knew his soldiers and Vazz would work in the best interests of the Pyke Syndicate.

Finally Rafe made his way to his own ship, they were done here..

[EXIT THREAD]

 

[Julius Arvo]

When no one had tried for the ships in several minutes Jules had moved to the door arriving just in time to see Rafe's execution of Jolan. Jules continued to hold his position and when Rafe left for his ship he pulled out his com link.

Jules then called his first mate, " set course for and meet me at the parking lot. He then walked to the VCX-820 closest to the hanger door. After doing a systems check and insuring that the launcher was fully loaded he headed out the door. As Jules flew up through the cloudless sky an idea came to mind, "what if he had collapsible water bladders made for the 5-T Freighters and hauled water. Water is one of the most valuable commodities on this planet. Based on his quick calculations he would be able to haul nearly a quarter million liters each trip.

[Exit thread]