The Rumor Mill As The Galaxy Burns:
You were sitting quietly at the bridge of your flagship, waiting for the news to begin, and you could see the reaction of the rest of the galaxy to your death… when the Hologram of Maximilian appeared. You had almost forgotten him in the excitement of the whole plan of faking your own death, and your man in the senate was frantic.
Frantic and afraid, his eyes more wild, as he saw the ghost of his greatest ally and friend. "You're alive?" He exhaled as if he had been holding it in for a thousand years. "But… But."
You smiled as you looked at him. "Max… does Rika know I'm alive?"
"She doesn't know?" The surprise in his voice was paramount to his utter horror. Then you realized that you had made a horrible mistake. "Are you out of your mind!?"
You laughed, though it was not a laugh of happiness or dread… but one of fear, as you realized that you were going to have to explain your little stunt of faking your death to your wife. It was a dangerous game you played. But hopefully, she would understand that you needed to make things perfect. "I admit, I may have miscalculated on that one. But I can assure you that it was for the good of the Republic, and our ability to destroy the empire."
Max then took a breath and then said. "Well… Blast it. Take care, and may the force be with you."
"And you as well Max." you replied.
The hologram then turned off and you turned around to face the Tograta who was folding her arms at you. The legendary Fulcrum. Or as she was known by another name. "Captian Constantine." She was more surprised than anything else as if she had not expected to see you ever again. And after Umbara… and order 66, you didn't blame her. Especially given your position. A position that was now lost.
"Ahsoka Tano, I was wondering when you would finally grace me with your presence." You said as you could barely find the words to speak to the former Jedi. As if you didn't know what you should feel to her. Grief for all the death she endured? Remorse for the actions that led to fellow Jedi dead, and your small hand in it? Or nothing, because as much as you felt the Jedi were undeserving of their fate… they brought it upon themselves?
No… that was forced upon them by Palpatine. The Emperor did nothing but seize power and destroy everything in his path for power.
The galaxy lost something with the destruction of the Order. And that was something that you felt guilty for. For being part of a machine that destroyed something so integral to the Galaxy. So you gathered yourself. It was for everything in the galaxy now. You may have some small grievances against Krell, and some of the Jedi.
But not the order itself.
"And it's Moff now, I feel enough pride in the rank to hold it, as for everyone else here. How long has it been since we saw one another?" You said as you relaxed, looking at the young woman. "I take it you aren't here just to see me?"
"Umbara… before Krell." She whispered, remembering you there, a young captain. "And I'm here about Maul. Why is he still alive?"
"Because he may be useful to the cause." You stated matter of factly.
"He's a Sith!" She protested.
"And you're a Jedi," you stated bluntly. You had no time for ancient religious nonsense. "He is an enemy of Palpatine and his empire, that puts him into common cause with me, and mine."
Ahsoka was gobsmacked. "You don't know what pain and suffering he has caused?"
You glared at her with an icy stare. You were not going to be lectured by someone who wasn't there on Umbara. In those last days of the Clone Wars, where you and thousands of others like you were battling for your lives. There was no heroics of Skywalker there. Only blood. "And you don't know how much I have caused."
You sighed. "Now, Ahsoka. Why are you surprised that I am still alive?"
"Because of your last message. You've become a Marytr for the Republic, and all who would have been your allies." She then looked at you. "You wanted it?"
"Sometimes, the thing that is needed for a whole rotten house to fall over, and show what it truly is, is a swift kick in the door." You stated. "I have robbed Palpatine of the initiative. And have opened up an opportunity for my rival, to help with my plans."
"How?" She asked.
You then looked at the news on the Holotable. "Ah… there it is."
A List of names, to be detained.
To be stripped of rank.
To be Executed.
And at the top of the list, was a name you smiled at seeing. "It seems the Emperor didn't see me as the greatest threat to his reign?"
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Palpatine:
D100 => 2
The Imperial Navy:
D100 => 94
Grand Moff Tarkin:
D100 => 90
The Constantionists that were not in Task Force Shield:
D100 => 93
Grand Moff Tarkin was speaking before the Senate, and you smiled. "Finally, a spot of luck. He's done exactly as I thought they would."
"The emperor has been placed in protective custody in his palace, and Martial law has been declared." Tarkin proclaimed to the Senate, and you noticed many of the seats were empty, and those that were full, were surrounded by stormtroopers. "The Emperor had been deceived by many members of this very senate, to conspire, and to murder, thousands of loyal Imperial officers within the Imperial Navy. The ring leaders of this plot to destroy the Empire will be found. They will be punished, and Order shall be restored."
You then turned off the holo table and turned it to Thrawn and the rest of your officers. "I told you he would have done that. The Emperor was too bold in his assertion that he could simply remove those that were a threat to him. Once we began the Doctrine wars, it became clear to the Emperor he couldn't trust the navy, and so he sought to make it as loyal to him as possible." You then smiled.
"When Tarkin made Task Force Shield, we were expecting him to lure us into a no-win situation." Thrawn started. "But it appears that Tarkin was also trying to win power for himself, seeing that out of all the men in the empire to stand against him, it was you."
Paelleon was chuckling at that. "Well said. Colonel Yularen has sent our message all over the fleet. Those that come will bring their equipment, their crews, and their support."
"Will they know of my survival if they come?" You asked.
"No sir." Thrawn replied. "Your plan was flawless."
"Good. What of Gideon, has the evidence we fabricated suitable enough for him to be removed?"
"Yes sir," Paelleon stated. "Tarkin will throw him into a cell, and we'll have complete control over Mandalore and its fleets."
"Good." You stated. "Now, did Bail send anything?"
"He has been gathering support." Baylo stated.
"How much support?" You asked.
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The Core:
D100 => 12
The Mid Rim:
D100 => 76
The Outer Rim:
D100 => 88
The Workers Unions:
D100 => 90
The Corpos:
D100 => 9
The Allience:
D100 => 59
"He's rallied much in the Way of support in the Mid and Outer Rim. We have reports of nearly every working world in the Galaxy on strike, gathering resources and credits. Declaring revolutions all over words, overthrowing their governments. The entire Galaxy is at a standstill of production and agriculturally at best, or actively losing resources to the crackdown. Several Corp Sector words are burning from unrest and strikes and revolutions." Baylo said. "Sir… it is time to make our moves."
You smiled. "Good. Prepare the Fleet. We move to the outer rim. For staging."
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Reward: Palps was outplayed by Tarkin and many of the Admirals that were on a kill list, and he had been placed under arrest. Tarkin is running the current government on Coruscant.
Vader has gone missing.
The Navy is now split between the Tarkinist and the Constantists. And now they are all rallying to each other's side.
Meanwhile, The entire galaxy burns as corporations and the Worker's Unions clash with a brutality not seen since the clone wars.
What is your next course of action:
[]To the Alliance: You are going to meet with the other key members of the Alliance to Restore the Republic.
[]To the Corps Sectors of the outer Rim: You were honestly not going to expect much from these workers. But something tells you that you will be able to win the galaxy if you win them over.
[]Gather your Fleet: You are going to need to organize the fleet. You have a war to win, and that means you must be ready for it all.
[]Talk to Ahsoka: You are going to figure out what she wants... and maybe find out what you want in return.
[]Write in