October 28, MMVIII Loading IO.SYS... < Salute, pilots from Wing X, Wing Commander Domi , Commodore Angel and last but not least Flight Officer Jarek La'an >
Welcome to this, my twenty-ninth Weekly Report for my beloved Squadron, the mighty Cyclone, "The Demolition Crew". Delayed!!! Delayed once again! My most sincere apologies, people, but if it continues this way I'll end releasing two reports with a difference of 10 hours or something. RL job issues, what could I tell you that you haven't already suffered on your own? :__\ Oh, well... nevermind. I'm happy. Yeah, you ears serve you well: your CMDR is happy. A Happy CMDR®! HAPPY-HAPPY! And why the hell is this madman happy, you might ask. Well, I'm so damned happy because the AWOL Check is over. I'm happy because we're finally free of some "dead weight" and now we're ready to start rebuilding from what WE KNOW that WE HAVE. I'm happy because we have a new Cyclonite among us. I'm happy because there're 2 new battles for me to fly. I'm happy because we have at last an updated Fleet Order of Battle. But, above everything else, I'm happy because nobody else knows (now they do know but I'm happy because next week nobody will remember it) that this is actually the last section I use to write on my weekly reports, and that means that this one is OVER. HAPPY. HAPPY... ^_^
*Major Zósite checks again the FO personnel list* The AWOL Check ordered by our praised supreme TIE Corps Commander, Fleet Admiral Jarek La'an I, is finally over. Up to 25 TC officers have been AWOLed; their arses merciless kicked out all the way into oblivion. Because noooo, when someone earns himself a fancy AWOL he's not a Reservist, kids, he's not a Reservist because he didn't request such a transfer, which is by the way the GOOD WAY to go in case you find yourself lacking the proper time and/or motivation to keep accomplishing with your duties here; you go to your CMDR and tell him you can't meet the minimum requirements anymore so he can request your transfer. You DON'T stop all communications all of a sudden and pretend to have never existed despite there's a Roster somewhere clearly stating that you're slackering as hell. Noooo, my beloved minions, when someone is AWOLed he's not a Reservist. He's... from that very moment and unless he changes his mind and asks the Flight Officer himself to fix his nasty situation... FORGOTTEN. And although I think it has been clear from more than 2 weeks ago who was going to remain here and who was not, here you have the list of those members of "The Demolition Crew" who have been just AWOLed. Here's our own FORGOTTEN list. Too bad, but we all knew the shit was going to hit the fan sooner or later, didn't we? :-\ - Lieutenant Dalon Holtz, former Cyclone 1-2. Tell me, Lieutenant, how does it feel having about a ton of old e-mails on your inbox from some silly dude pretending to be your superior and even then almost BEGGING for you to answer a single one in order to mantain you in what it WAS your Squadron? Well, now I can tell you how it feels changing all those e-mails for a single and relieving kick. Too bad, Lieutenant. Return to life and we'll talk. - Lieutenant Reginald Q. Dork, former Cyclone 1-3. Are you by chance some clon of your Flight mate? Because for some curious reason I'm feeling as telling you exactly the same. :-P - Sub-Lieutenant Psyntience, former Cyclone 2-4. You are officially the longest in-service Sub-Lieutenant ever. Enjoy whatever you think it's worth to enjoy! Besides, I'm *STILL* thinking you're just a clon someone forgot loooong time ago. And I don't like to be fooled in such dirty ways. ¬¬ - Lieutenant H'Dey Omen, former Cyclone 3-2. *SIGH* WHY?! WHY?! Why an officer so damned active and excellent such as you demonstrated to be suddenly decided to stop all levels of communication, let alone to stop all meanings of activity? Why didn't you respond a single e-mail from your CMDR, who thought you could be the next shining star of Cyclone just 1.5 months ago? Why? WHY?... Lucky you! I have nothing but questions but you got yourself A KICK. May we meet again if you decide to come back; I'll be expecting you. :-) And trust me: everybody here who decides to perform as these guys above will meet the same fate. I'd rather carry on with a 3-men active Squadron than with a handful of people trying to emulate a standing pole! Now it's time to go further, people! Now nobody can say we're a bloated Squadron full of inactive pilots. Those of you who decided to remain here with me will help in driving the splendid Squadron Cyclone has always demonstrated to be to further peaks of glory and excellence, and you'll be remembered for it. I am, as your CMDR, proud of you right now and will do my best for it to be THAT WAY. It's a promise. =)
The rest of you!! Go to my "Secret Destillery" already and bring here all those crates of Chalquilla (yes, CHALQUILLA! Two 'L's! And I won't bow to any Logistics Office spawn's logic >:-J) for the party. They have been waiting for too long and it's time to relieve them from such an unbehaving inactivity.
XvT-TC 130 : The Chalquilla Wars by FA Anahorn Dempsey <--- ( You *WANT* to fly this one!!!)
http://sco.tiranto.com/sco/fleet-manual/fleet.html There you'll find the legendary 'Lady Sov', the always-lost-in-space 'Sub', the infamous squid-bucket 'Redemption' and all sorts of native space fauna alike... there you'll also find all those ships that were back in the day but aren't anymore. May Palpatine make us live enough to see the day when at least some of those ships will be commissioned again due to some radical increment on our active membership!! (*snif*) :___( Aaaaaaand, excellent news from The Internet Office!!! It seems the new TC database is finally reaching its last stages for a full presentation and mandatory resurrection. For the time being, our skillful, dedicated (and semi-naked) Internet Officer and EH Trustee, Admiral Joey 'Stryfe' Calvey, has enabled for us a temporary and very easy way to find the most basic information on our old profiles. But don't panic yet!! That's NOT all that remains from your profiles but only the most basic information of your main profile page. And there's no layout yet, so please don't come to me asking for a good aimed blaster shot to put an end to your suffering; you can be sure that in the end we'll see something there that we can be proud of! Now check out this one and don't hesitate to look for your old stuff: http://emperorshammer.org/member/
Remember you can find all info on how to sign up yourselves into BSC and request your EH membership, not to mention the proper way to find opponents and play against them for such events in [MP/2] Multiplayer 2 IWATS Course, currently located HERE. I'm ready to grade all your tests as long as you don't mind to send me your answers via e-mail, and you have my word that I'll do as much as necessary for your grading data to be included in your old records as soon as the TC database is restored. And if you want more info on the events themselves you have the "Competitions Section" just some lines below. Yes, I *KNOW* nobody ever reads that but... I'M ALWAYS PRANKING ON YOUR FAMILIES THERE! Go! Go and take a closer look!... (hope this will work... -__-u)
( Spoilers... I have something for you today! Two things actually. First, HERE you have a silly Browser-game I found which fits perfectly with our classic 'Cyclone/Twister/The Wizard of Oz' theme. Enjoy!! ^_^ Aaaaaand, THIS ONE is only for those Cyclonites capable of reading in spanish (about 4 to date if I'm not mistaken!! O__o); for the rest of you... well... find yerselves some english-spanish dictionary! >:P And then again, some stuff coming straight from the amazing LCM Ark-illos and his own collection of severe mind conditions: "<LCM Ark-illos> 'Um...sir? What exactly are we shooting at here?' 'Who cares, we look kick-ass and that's really all that matters!'"
II.a) Squadron Competitions ( Without the database don't expect ALL those "Details links" to work... but worth a try :-\ )
II.b) Wing / Ship Competitions
II.c) Emperor's Hammer / TIE Corps / TC Battlegroups Competitions Oh! Oh my good Lord!! But if I'm going to repeat some TC site info here. Please, have mercy!! :-P
III.) No activity?!! You're in the Eye of the Cyclone, by Palpatine's sake! You should be at least dying! III.a) Transfers / Promotions/ Awards / Bribes
1-2 LT Dalon Holtz
1-3 LT Reginald Q. Dork
2-2 SL Ashkar
2-4 SL Psyntience
3-2 LT H'Dey Omen
III.b) General Activity and other dreams alike ( Notation:
1-1 MAJ Zósite Kónstyte Styles
1-2 LT Dalon Holtz
1-3 LT Reginald Q. Dork
1-4 COL Obi-Wan
2-1 LCM Ark-illos
2-2 SL Ashkar
2-3 LCM Vitaru
2-4 SL Psyntience
3-2 LT H'Dey Omen
3-3 LCM Kael Dalor
3-4 LT Siriah Tan
IV.) Do it or DO IT. Don't even dare to try! (aka. Squadron Standing Orders)
Note on order 4: if you can't actually realize this IS NOT a RL way to go you should request transfer to the Sov or something... ¬_¬
V.) Someone flew over the Ewok's Nest (aka. Commander's Corner)
Victory!! Then again the almighty TIE Corps Flagship, the Imperial II-class Star Destroyer Challenge has conquered the battle field! The TIE Corps High Command (La'an and... ummm... errr... La'an. Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!! :-P) recieved orders from the Fleet Commander himself to take over planet "Beer-tap" on the "Delirium Tremens Cluster". Not necessary to say that when these orders reached the Executive Officer, Sector Admiral Bonini, he considered a complete waste of time and resources to send there more effectives than just the ISD Challenge and its task force. However, sending less than a full task force could be unnecesary risky so in the end he just sent the 'Chal' there... yes, it made sense for the XO. What's up with that?! Now "Beer-tap" is well known across the whole Galaxy. And NO, you won't never ever find any reference to it in any map, panflet, guide, road map or Michelin Guide issue, either official or unofficial. But that's because it's known for its excellent brews, ales and all sorts of ardent spirits, whose exports are the main way for the planet to subsist; hence why the exact location of the planet is among the most treasured secrets of the Galaxy. Some time ago, Grand Admiral Cyric managed to steal the exact coordinates from former Fleet Commander, GA Astatine, and decided to keep them secured until his time would come. And well, his time came and it's now time to celebrate by the book. Time now to talk about the EH-TC communications system, especially when it's used to transmit ORDERS. For some unknown reason, the space radios and hyper-radios tend to behave but very strange when they try to transmit some specific kind of orders; those related to war booties... May this very situation serve as a clear example: when the XO recieved word from FC about conquering the planet and steal all its resources the war booty subject was something like 50% for the FC himself, the rest to be distributed among the XO, the FO and the ISD Challenge crew. When FA La'an was forwarded these orders the war booty had changed to 70% for SA Bonini and the rest for La'an himself and the Challenge crew. When RA Angel was ordered to start preparing the journey the war booty was already 80% for La'an and 20% for Angel's people. And when RA Angel informed COL Domi and ordered him to have his pilots ready for the upcoming battle the war booty became 95% for the 'Chal' COM and the rest to be shared by Wing X members. Curiously, none of the officers above ever came to know about their orders to have been twisted while sailing through the chain of command... that doesn't say much about the feedback reporting system either... But in the end the astonishing ISD Challenge and the brave Wing X pilots, commanded by Colonel Domi, did what they had to do and, after obliterating the whole "Delirium Tremens" 140 ships-Fleet which was called in for help and conquering "Beer-tap" space in 4.5 mins. they returned to their command ship to have a quick breakfast before the day-cycle could become REALLY SERIOUS. And now the true invasion of the planet can begin! RA Angel has called COL Domi to the 'Chal' command bridge to sort with him the launching procedures of the Stormtrooper units as well as the war tactics for the invasion. Why the WC? Well, because for some reason all Wing X pilots have formerly asked to be included among the invasion Army as simple soldiers. No problem... The Commodore thinks that they only thing they'll get with THOSE dudes down there will be a bunch of silly and untrained "Beer-tap" peasants pretending to be soldiers running away from such ugly dreadful monsters while the real Stormtroopers take care of them from far away with their usual "shoot first, shoot later, and if you have some time left shoot again" manners. <RA Angel> So that's it, Domi. You'll be in direct charge of your pilots down there. Be careful and report to me directly to keep me well updated on the battle progress. And don't forget: our Stormtroopers have precedence over your people. If I don't do it this way some Hammer Fist Prefect would ask for my neck sooner or later. <COL Domi> Certainly, Sir. Don't worry, I'll keep them all under the belt. Besides, if they manage to make a single accurate shot with those blaster rifles I eat my rank badge. They can be "da l33t r0xx0rz" of the world when it comes to pilot a starfighter and use its laser cannons but... hehehe... this is going to be funny. ^_^ <RA Angel> Ok, then. Now I'll take a little nap. It's the privilege of the ship Commodore to take a nap while his pilots are risking their lives, you see. Mandatory even. You'll understand it one of these days... *YAAAAAWN* (|-O----- Now you're in command, Domi. Don't screw me the hull painting. <COL Domi> Three bags full, Sir! I'll order the launching protocols to start in a matter of minutes. ):-J About half an hour later, the ISD Challenge Commodore wakes up from his little nap at his Office and tries to communicate with his Wing Commander from there using his personal computer terminal. <RA Angel> Domi! Domi! This is Angel from the 'Chal'. How is it going? Did you already land on the surface? ***static*** <RA Angel> Domi! Where are you, dammit?! This is Angel onboard the 'Chal'. Any news on the landing of our troops? ***static*** <RA Angel> WTF?!!! Could it be possible that his communicator got broken somehow? Rear Admiral Angel leaves his Office and returns to the Challenge command bridge. But, something strange is going on... he can't see anybody else in any of the, usually crowded, corridors leading to the bridge... <RA Angel> No way... Maybe I shouldn't have been so rude when I told everybody that it's crucial to be an example for your subordinates in order to be a good leader. Now everybody decided to follow me and took a nap all of a sudden. O__o And when the Commodore arrives at the command bridge it's... yeah, you guessed right: EMPTY... Angel slowly walks towards his command chair completely shocked and trying to contact someone with his portable communicator. But after some failed attempts he just approaches a nearby terminal and connects the verbal functions of the main computer. <RA Angel> Computer! This is RA Angel, security code "******(no, I'm not going to state THAT here; I still want my head where it is)******". Now quickly! Initiate a full scan of the commanding tower and all its sections searching for anybody else and immediately open me a channel to that section. <"ALC-9000", Chal's main computer> Sorry, Sir. No matches for your query. No other living forms have been detected at the command tower. <RA Angel> WHAT THE HELL?!!! Computer!! Make a full scan of the Wing X quarters as well as the Stormtroopers assigned sections!! NOW!! >:_____D <ALC-9000> Sorry, Sir. No matches for your... <RA Angel> The engineering decks!! Scan now all engineering decks and the rest of the tech-crew sections and subsections! And also all maintenace corridors! <ALC-9000> 456 matches for your query, Sir. Reactor Core section. Identified as the living forms designated: EWOKS. Do you want me to establish a communication channel for you to...? <RA Angel> OF COURSE NOT YOU STUPID BAG OF SCREWS!!!!! AAAAAARGHHH!!! ~~>.-F <ALC-9000> Unbehaving speech detected. Changing to "silly-standby" mode. Daiiiiisyyyy... Daiiiiisyyyyy The poor Commodore finally reaches his command chair. And it seems there's a parchment there waiting for someone to find it and read it! RA Angel falls in his chair and starts reading. "Salute, Sir. All the launching protocols were over 35 minutes after you retired to your Office. We're now on our way to the planet's surface. Curiously enough, it seems ALL ISD Challenge personnel decided to come with us in this mission and I found it interesting as yet another training exercise. But don't panic, Sir; we'll be back there in time following the planned schedule by the letter. You have my personal word that this operation will be a complete success. By the way, I have just recieved the last lines of your debriefing explaining us the distribution of our "confiscated loot" in my computer terminal; it's obvious that some nasty bug prevented these to appear before but now I have them here. Everything will be done following your guidelines: Wing X members will have their 99% of the booty and a more than deserved 1% for our Stormtrooper units! You'll recieve further information as soon as we have finished here. Respectfully at your command: - Colonel Domi, Wing X Wing Commander - PD: Hang me if I know why but all communications systems decided to stop working all of a sudden and hence why I needed to use this stupid parchment to tell you all this. Oh! And another thing: please don't try to follow us into the planet, Sir. We need someone up there to take care of our ship and who better than our praised and dedicated Commodore!!" <RA Angel> NO!! NOOOOOO!!! AAAAAARGHH!!!! Computer!! Quickly make a full scan of the Hangar Bay and all airlocks searching for any available way to abandon the ship! <ALC-9000> Daiiiiisy.... Daiii... ehhh... ejem! <click> Scan complete, Sir. All airlocks and Hangar Bay main lockgate have been secured under an encrypted 26-digit password. Your command access level would be enough for me to start decoding it though if you request me to do so. E.T.: 250 minutes. Do you want me to...? But RA Angel is no longer listening the sassy computer. He's now looking through the huge transparisteel window of the command bridge. With his eyes completely out of their orbits and with a rictus on his face more suitable for a rabid baboon than for all the TIE Corps Flagship Commodore he sees that the invasion task force is still at sight, on its way to the planet's surface but still at sight. Not necessary to say that there's nobody hear to hear him but...
VI. Who's who on demolishing bussiness (aka. FCHG and Combat Ratings) (Not necessary to mention that without a working database these ranks are as updated as the damned FMC website and none of the profile links work... :P) Gladiator [GLDR] (4500 points) & Jedi 4th (500 points) [5652] & [509] MAJ Zósite Kónstyte Styles Dragoon [DRAG] (100 points) & Officer 3rd (40 points) [121] & [42] LCM Ark-illos Fusilier [FUSL] (75 points) & No rank (0 points) [98] & [0] LCM Kael Dalor Lancer [LANC] (40 points) & Officer 4th (30 points) [47] & [32] LCM Vitaru No rank (0 points) & No rank (0 points) [0] & [0] SL Ashkar No rank (0 points) & No rank (0 points) [0] & [0] LT Siriah Tan ? (? points) & ? (? points) [?] & [?] COL Obi-Wan VII.) It's like playing Twister but... (aka. Squadron Roster & Citations) W-What?! You want me to paste here the Squadron Roster? Why?! You HAD it in the TC site... But! But!...
CYCLONE SQUADRON OF WING X : Heavy Assault FLIGHT I - MISSILE BOAT
What? NO?!! (*sigh*) Ok... Ok... I got it... CYCLONE SQUADRON OF WING X : Heavy Assault FLIGHT I - MISSILE BOAT FLIGHT II - TIE ADVANCED FLIGHT III - TIE DEFENDER Squadron Citations (?): Respectfully NUTS in service:
CMDR-COOA-TCS-PROF/MAJ Zosite Konstyte Styles/Cyclone/Wing X/ISD Challenge "There's good. And there's evil. And it's the Order what make us capable of differentiate between them. So, don't bother me judging my actions; if they're good or evil. I'm above both. I serve that ORDER."
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