Post by BrentKoivopolo888 on May 29, 2021 15:52:26 GMT -6
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Prologue
C-3P0 was tired. After millenia of time since he was created by Anakin Skywalker to help his mom, he actually felt tired. But the prospect of him and his ancient friends R2-D2, BB-8 and D-0 going with 200 Jedi and some other Republic officials on an Outbound Flight to Destinations Unknown using Thon-taught intergalalactic space travel was enough to make him feel young again. Their ship, The Royal Duchess was Docked at a Chandrilla Orbital Spaceport, and Republic gentry and folken were milling about like ants stirred out of their hill by a rainstorm. The air buzzed with excitement. News of yet another Outbound Flight spread across the Three United Galaxies like Wildfire. Two Thon and Three Vong Representatives were also aboard this ship. And now it was getting ready for its takeoff. The ancient birds The Millinium Falcon and Luck of The Draw would accompany the Duchess as far as the end of Vong space, then would head back to Chandrilla.
CHAPTER ONE
DAY 342
The polite social activities, pleasant conversation and various entertainments that had marked the beginning of the voyage had turned to desperation. Food was scarce although there was sufficiant fuel to last for many more years, but there were no worlds left on which to resupply, and the starfield of yesterday's viewports and windscreen had turned into a cold starless void, which left many sleep deprived, unable to think much less dream. R2, ever the gracious host, started to find himself more and more ignored, the drinks he carried untaken; unconsumed. C-3PO detected that the tension in the air had grown thick. The Jedi and Thon at this point still remained calm, and attempted to foment order amongst the growing chaos and panic on board the Duchess.
DAY 800
The food and potable water supply had run out completely 10 days ago and people had started dropping like flies. The two Thon were the last to die, but they, like the Jedi, died bravely. Now only the four Droids remained, lone sentinels. Within Artoo's innards was a Holovid player with the most important events of his Galaxies' histories indelibly etched for all to see, mostly in pictures and not much needing interpretation. Although Threepio was not expecting the voyage to last this long, the food and water to run out, or people to die, he stood ready to bear witness to any beings they came across of what he knew to be the noble Jedi and Katosondin Way.
CHAPTER TWO
DAY 20,000
Captain Jean-Luc Picard of The Starship Enterprise-D, sat upon the Captains's Chair of the Bridge, his First Mate, Will Riker, at his side. Into the Bridge walked a familiar friend to Picard, one whom he usually sought for advice in the ship's lounge. Guinan made a beeline for the space between where Lieutenant Commander Data, an Android with pale white faux skin, and dark faux hair stood and where the esteemed Captain sat.
"If you're not busy, Captain, I'd like a word with you, she said"
"You may speak your mind, Guinan."
Suddenly Lieutenant Worf, a Klingon, barked:
"An unidentified ship approaching. No life forms, yet it is being steered, rather erratically, by something."
"It can wait," Guinan conceded.
"Stay here" Picard suggested warmly. "Put it on screen
This is The U.S.S. Enterprise. Please identify yourself."
On the viewscreen, a golden Android appeared with no visible facial expression but it seemed he had a surprised and relieved look on his face.
"I am C-3PO of the Consular Ship, The Royal Duchess, from a very, very far off galaxy, and am o so glad to see a human being again! Bless my circuits! Thank the Maker! I was worried we would never see any life ever again. The odds of it were astronomically high! Permission to dock with your ship?"
"We will beam you aboard."
"Beam? O that sounds dangerous! Could you send a shuttle? That sounds infinitely safer."
""If that is your wish, Mr. 3PO, then we will send a shuttlecraft to bring you and your crew aboard. We detect no life forms. I assume that during your long voyage, some people must have died?"
"Oh my goodness, hundreds! The smell was horrid! We used the last of our shuttlecraft and escape pods offloading all the bodies."
Prologue
C-3P0 was tired. After millenia of time since he was created by Anakin Skywalker to help his mom, he actually felt tired. But the prospect of him and his ancient friends R2-D2, BB-8 and D-0 going with 200 Jedi and some other Republic officials on an Outbound Flight to Destinations Unknown using Thon-taught intergalalactic space travel was enough to make him feel young again. Their ship, The Royal Duchess was Docked at a Chandrilla Orbital Spaceport, and Republic gentry and folken were milling about like ants stirred out of their hill by a rainstorm. The air buzzed with excitement. News of yet another Outbound Flight spread across the Three United Galaxies like Wildfire. Two Thon and Three Vong Representatives were also aboard this ship. And now it was getting ready for its takeoff. The ancient birds The Millinium Falcon and Luck of The Draw would accompany the Duchess as far as the end of Vong space, then would head back to Chandrilla.
CHAPTER ONE
DAY 342
The polite social activities, pleasant conversation and various entertainments that had marked the beginning of the voyage had turned to desperation. Food was scarce although there was sufficiant fuel to last for many more years, but there were no worlds left on which to resupply, and the starfield of yesterday's viewports and windscreen had turned into a cold starless void, which left many sleep deprived, unable to think much less dream. R2, ever the gracious host, started to find himself more and more ignored, the drinks he carried untaken; unconsumed. C-3PO detected that the tension in the air had grown thick. The Jedi and Thon at this point still remained calm, and attempted to foment order amongst the growing chaos and panic on board the Duchess.
DAY 800
The food and potable water supply had run out completely 10 days ago and people had started dropping like flies. The two Thon were the last to die, but they, like the Jedi, died bravely. Now only the four Droids remained, lone sentinels. Within Artoo's innards was a Holovid player with the most important events of his Galaxies' histories indelibly etched for all to see, mostly in pictures and not much needing interpretation. Although Threepio was not expecting the voyage to last this long, the food and water to run out, or people to die, he stood ready to bear witness to any beings they came across of what he knew to be the noble Jedi and Katosondin Way.
CHAPTER TWO
DAY 20,000
Captain Jean-Luc Picard of The Starship Enterprise-D, sat upon the Captains's Chair of the Bridge, his First Mate, Will Riker, at his side. Into the Bridge walked a familiar friend to Picard, one whom he usually sought for advice in the ship's lounge. Guinan made a beeline for the space between where Lieutenant Commander Data, an Android with pale white faux skin, and dark faux hair stood and where the esteemed Captain sat.
"If you're not busy, Captain, I'd like a word with you, she said"
"You may speak your mind, Guinan."
Suddenly Lieutenant Worf, a Klingon, barked:
"An unidentified ship approaching. No life forms, yet it is being steered, rather erratically, by something."
"It can wait," Guinan conceded.
"Stay here" Picard suggested warmly. "Put it on screen
This is The U.S.S. Enterprise. Please identify yourself."
On the viewscreen, a golden Android appeared with no visible facial expression but it seemed he had a surprised and relieved look on his face.
"I am C-3PO of the Consular Ship, The Royal Duchess, from a very, very far off galaxy, and am o so glad to see a human being again! Bless my circuits! Thank the Maker! I was worried we would never see any life ever again. The odds of it were astronomically high! Permission to dock with your ship?"
"We will beam you aboard."
"Beam? O that sounds dangerous! Could you send a shuttle? That sounds infinitely safer."
""If that is your wish, Mr. 3PO, then we will send a shuttlecraft to bring you and your crew aboard. We detect no life forms. I assume that during your long voyage, some people must have died?"
"Oh my goodness, hundreds! The smell was horrid! We used the last of our shuttlecraft and escape pods offloading all the bodies."