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=The Force Unleashed 2 databank=

STORMTROOPER
Cody, Imperial Battalion Commander, Operational Log (excerpt):

Since the Empire has redirected the clone trooper program to other pursuits and stepped up recruiting inferior humans from the Outer Rim, the operational effectiveness of this army has declined significantly. The stormtroopers in my own battalion are expendable buffoons. They have neither common sense, nor sense of their own surroundings. Just today I witnessed a new recruit hit his head on a blast door during maneuvers. Blasted idiots! What a disgrace to the heritage and legacy of a once truly incredible fighting force.

As one of the last clones in service today, few others can share in my disdain for these men. I'd sacrifice an entire platoon of new stormtrooper recruits for just one real clone trooper. If the clone template were still alive, I think he'd kill them all himself.

AT-ST
Annual Imperial Military Technology Update (Intercepted):

The design was field tested and found to be quite effective in the Clone Wars. Unfortunately there persists a continued culture of resistance to its usage, as well as an unwarranted opinion among the general population that it is prone to falling, or is in some way structurally deficient. But the statistics speak for themselves. For every man that has laughed at the ungainly appearance, a dozen more have fallen to its guns, or been crushed beneath its feet.

CARBONITE WAR DROID
Imperial Atrocities and Other Noble Pursuits, by Chen Ming-di, Military Historian (excerpt):

Dissatisfied with the answers of the village elder, the Imperial officer moved his stormtroopers to the perimeter and activated the droids. Utterly implacable, the huge machines raised their weapons toward the collected civilians and sprayed them with jets of glistening steam. The cries of protest died immediately. Even before the vapors cleared, leaving a collection of frozen statues that had once been normal village folk, the droids rampaged through the village. No living thing survived.

Within minutes, the village of Rhador, which had existed for over a thousand years, became a mute testament to Imperial brutality... a testament that, locked in carbonite, will last for a thousand more.

DARTH VADER
Personal Correspondence of Lieutenant Firmus Piett (Intercepted):

I know I should be pleased at my recent promotion, but given that many of my superiors hace been mercilessly choked to death by the invisible hand of Lord Vader, I remain only cautiously optimistic.

Lord Vader's obsession with the Rebels grows each day, and his secret project on Kamino is drawing vast resources from the Imperial fleet. Already we have lost an Imperial Star Destroyer and several of the new terror units. Most recently, Lord Vader executed several Officers in assembly because of their failure to prevent the of his most prized test subject.

As I rise in rank, I come closer to Lord Vader and his utter lack of tolerance for failure. With any luck, my request to be transferred to the Coruscant Defensive Fleet will be approved before I am granted any more promotions.

IMPERIAL DROPSHIP
Imperial Enlisted Trooper, Personal Correspondence (intercepted):

We had been defending that hill for three months. On a good day the rebels would just take pot-shots from the treeline. On a not-so-good day we would be fighting hand-to-hand in the trenches. It was desperate. We were down to one clip each and had no heavy support. The medical station was a gangrene-stinking cave. We were eating the lice that were eating us.

Then, it came. Explosions. We thought it was the rebels. Concussions shook the ground. We ran for cover. HJ-377 went mad, ran out towards the treeline, firing until all his rifle did was make clicking noises.

But it wasn't the rebels. The blasts were coming from space. Streaks of green turbolaser. The treeline erupted in fire. The rebels screamed and burned.

I've seen some impressive things as a stormtrooper of the Empire. I've seen Star Destroyers tear apart a battlecruiser with just tractor beams. I've seen command ships so big they take three days to walk from end to end. I even saw Lord Vader once. But I think the greatest thing I ever sae was those squat little dropships, flying out of a binary sunset, loaded with reinforcements, ammunition, medical droids and food.

GONK DROID
Declaration of Self Determination -

Gonk, gonk! Gonk! GONK. Gonk Gonk! GONK. GONK. GONK. Gonk, gonk, gonk! GONK. GONK. Gonk! GONK. Gonk! GONK. Gonk! GONK. Gonk! Gonk!

SITH TRAINING DROIDS
Lead Cloning Technicians Log, Timira City Cloning Facility:

Entry 24

Curious. One of the more stable test subjects began weapons training today. A training droid shorted out and wouldn't project the training program. He was having no problems cutting down all the other droids, who appeared to be living human beings, but he refused to attack the damaged droid. Flat out refused. Instead he smiled at the droid, and started mumbling over and over: "proxy, proxy, proxy". I suppose he must have been aware that these "people" were all just training droids, proxies for the real thing. Unfortunately, while the droid's holo-projector was non-functional, its combat training was working just fine, and it gave the test subject a magnificent beating. I doubt the subject will make that mistake again...

RIOT TROOPER
The Oath of Obedience taken upon graduation from the Imperial Academy of Yinchorr:

I swear this sacred oath that I shall render unconditional obedience to Emperor Palpatine, to exercise every power in service to the Galactic Empire, and shall, whensoever I am asked, be prepared, as a loyal servant, to surrender my life for this oath.

JUMPTROOPER
Imperial Atrocities and Other Noble Pursuits, by Chen Ming-di, Military Historian (excerpt):

It is said that for over ten thousand years the ancient citadel of Ebenmal had never fallen before an invader. It took one night and a single company of Imperial jumptroopers to wipe away that particular distinction.

The attack did not come from the ground, it came from above. Just before dawn, a stratospheric freighter released 85 of the prototype jumptroopers, who floated, serenely and unnoticed, down to the Citadel.

They hit the comminications towers first, then the rear ammo dumps, the fuel supplies, and finally the hangers to prevent any escape. In each instance, by the time the defenders responded, the jumptroopers, with a roar from their jetpacks, would take to the air. The high walls of that proud stone bastion meant nothing.

It took 85 men less than an hour to bring so much chaos and disarray to Ebenmal that the defenders - over 3,000 Rebels - surrendered.

TIE FIGHTER
Eyewitness Report of Lieutenant Blair, sole survivor of the Battle of Slotern:

The sky was full of them as they descended upon us. I wondered if our men on the ground would think us brave fools, or just fools.

Our ancient craft were no match for those Imperial TIE fighters. as they engaged us, the sky became a hail of searing green light. Explosions surrounded me. It was so shocking I forgot to fire my weapon.

as they shot past, I heard the shriek of their engines and my fighter shuddered in their wake. Only two of us survived that initial pass. Then they broke into tight packs and came back to finish us off. My wingman was obliterated. Then, that same green fire exploded outside my cockpit and my pilot's instinct finally took over. I rolled, dove for the ground, and flew into a curtain of fire. the automatic ejection activated; it was the only chance of survival I ever really had.

It took two minutes. That was the Battle of Slotern.

STARKILLER
Epitaph of the Unknown Jedi:

With the FORCE as his ally, he did battle with the Dark Lord.

And he showed the measure of a true Jedi at a place called "The Death Star," where hope for the Galaxy was reborn.

May all who struggle against tyranny hold his memory in their hearts.

TIE ADVANCED
Taed Augustus, Director of Sienar Marketing Relations, on presenting the Prototype TIE-Advanced to Darth Vader:

If Lord Vader will grant me a few moments to say some words, may I express that it is with great honor and privilege that the Sienar Fleet Systems Marketing Relations Team is able to present you, our glorious Dark Master, with our latest triumph, built to your specifications and, we hope, exceeding even your own demanding expectations.

The first thing you will notice is that it is equipped with a hyperdrive, unusual for a vessel this size, allowing Darth, if I may call you Darth, to bring, excuse me, to bring swift justice to the enemies of the glorious Empire.

Utilizing a brand new spaceframe, the bent wings allow for more efficient power production as this layout harnesses greater amounts

I beg Darth's pardon pardon me, I seem to be having trouble breathing. Some water, please. wa... ter... gggghhhhh ....

SITH ACOLYTE
Maintenance Log, Timira City Cloning Facility:

Report 7791.Ab4: Another accident today and, again, another mystery. How is it possible that a reinforced catwalk can break free, twist about itself and smash into the ground with enough force to leave a dent in the durasteel floor deep enough for a man to stand in? I ran the tests. It doesn't add up. If it fell naturally, the weight of the catwalk shouldn't even scratch it. And why, whenever these things happen, are those creepy students from the Acolyte Program are always around?

Report 7791.Cf9: Another 'accident', this time three men were lost. Seems an energy sub-station malfunctioned and fried a whole work team. I saw them. They were cooked through. Thing is, that area isn't fully wired. It's not getting enough juice to boil an egg. I know we're not meant to ask what goes on here, but something is wrong.

Report 7791.Jn5: I put in for a transfer today. Last night, I was working on the hanger force fields. I knocked my tool box over and dropped a hydro-spanner to the floor. I started to reach for it, when I noticed someone standing behind me. It was one of those damned creepy students. It (somehow it feels more natural to say 'it' instead of 'he') made a gesture and the spanner lifted off the ground and drifted straight to my hand. That isn't even the worst of it. Its eyes were red. Then it smiled and walked away.

THE NEMESIS GUNSHIP
Inspector-General Moff Rebu's Report to the Imperial Department of Military Research (excerpt):

I am pleased to report that the Cygnus Spaceworks Nemesis-class gunship exceeded all expectation during its first field test against the Rebel stronghold on Polomie. Both the Hellcaster cannon and the concussion missiles were highly effective in, respectively, an anti-personnel and anti-armor capacity, and the gunship returned to the base with only minor damage.

I am also pleased to report on an unexpected side-effect of the Nemesis' jet-drive system. During certain maneuvers, the jets produce a turbulent backwash of superheated air which creates an immensely loud, high-pitched shrieking sound. We noted this sound to have a devastating effect on the morale of enemy combatants, and observed whole squads abandoning their weapons and fleeing in sheer terror.

However, while the Nemesis is an extremely effective weapons-platform, perfectly suited to the roles of close-air support and civilian pacification, it may simply be too exotic for widespread service. Its use of angled jet drives, rather than repulsors, requires specially trained pilots, and the Hellcaster cannon uses heavy elements that make ammunition expensive and difficult to produce. Consequently, the Nemesis is likely to be seen only within the private forces of particularly wealthy Moffs and governors.

SCOUT TROOPER
Transmission from the 439th Legion, on Training Maneuvers on Byss (intercepted):

--has proven remarkably disruptive.

This leads me to the performance of the newly arrived platoon of light infantry, the scout troopers. While certainly well equipped and just as effective as the reports suggested, the scout trooper platoon has encountered resistance when fitting in with the rest of the Legion. The friction is almost entirely on the side of the scouts, who seem to have made a sport of being as difficult and offensive as possible to anyone of equal or lesser rank. The sound of speeder-bikes is frequently heard tearing through the barracks at all hours of the night, I believe with the express purpose of disrupting the other troopers' sleep. While the scouts show extreme camaraderie with each other, they frequently refuse to acknowledge other enlisted men. By and large, the entire platoon seems to be composed of egotistical, unpleasant braggarts. My suggestion would be to keep them separate from the general armed forces, or it will only be a matter of time before the other men tear them limb from lim--

BARON TARKO
The Tarko-se Arena Dedication Speech (excerpt):

I would like to say a few words about the unpleasantness of the last few weeks, no doubt cynically timed to conflict with this dedication ceremony. I know that many of you have legitimate grievances with both myself and the Empire on our handling of the... delicate transition from Independent World to Imperial Protectorate. And I want you to know that we are endeavoring to make your new Imperial status as comfortable as possible. However, insurrection will not be tolerated in any fashion. I cannot make myself any more clear on this. The instigators responsible will soon have their day in the sun, so to speak. You can see them this afternoon, as they will participate in the opening games opposite a full grown female rancor. As their weapons in sedition were their voices, so too shall it be in the Arena!

AT-MP (ALL TERRAIN MISSILE PLATFORM)
Final Transmission of Alliance Major Limm Nix from the Battle of Corrdair:

Those things? It looks like one of those Imperial AT-STs birthed a stunted litter.  Tell me again why I'm supposed to be concerned? No, wait. What in the name of-

NEIMOIDIANS
Transmission between Baron Tarko and Imperial Fleet Command before the fall (and renaming) of Tarko-se:

There was a time, in the Clone Wars, where the Neimoidians were feared. It seems you still labor under the belief that this is still the case. Without their droid army, they are nothing. Would you like to take bets on how long they hold out before they surrender?

THE INFINITE NEBSTAR CASINO
Official reprimand from Eastern Arch Platoon Leader Ton E'rau:

TK-934, you know The Infinite Nebstar Casino and Hotel is absolutely off limits to the rank and file. Several stormtroopers in your unit were caught falsifying their ranks, accessing Imperial Credit accounts, and making illegal wagers on several Arena events. One extremely intoxicated enlisted trooper attempted to eat 50 Spiced Mynock Wings from the buffet. The mess he made of the dropship interior has kept it out of commission for several days. No one can stand the smell! So far we have prevented the Baron from learning of these infractions. but consider this your last warning! If it happens again, you will be facing immediate demotion.

TARKO-SE
Transcribed Security Holo Logs, from the Imperial Investigation of Adah Meborman, Smuggler:

This is the big score we've been waiting for, old buddy.

I met this Neimoidian in a drinkin' hole on Tatooine. Claimed t'be related to Medd Valii. I looked up this Valii. Seems he was pretty big back in the day. Made money. Lotsa money.

Well, this relation got to talking, see, said Valii hid his money in this city on Cato Neimoidia. Look at it. Called Tarko-se, now, Empire-run, but not always. Seemed these Neimoidians used this planet to stash their wealth. Called it a 'purse world'. Most of 'em built vaults deep underground, ransacked now, of course, but some were a bit cleverer about it.

If you really want to hide something, you hid it in where no-one will look for it, which means you hide it where everyone can see it. That's what this Valii did. That's where his money his. He invested it in there. But forget about real estate or construction.

See that arch? Looks like normal old duracrete? Well, that's just the top layer. The rest of it. That's pure gold, old buddy. Three miles of solid gold.

GOROG
From the religious text "Yorgalock", of the Reegau tribesmen:


 * The Creator made all things
 * For it alone could Create
 * And when it tired of the multitude
 * Of its creations, great and small
 * It began to dream, of a creature
 * Greater than itself


 * And so
 * The first Gorog was born
 * And he opened his eyes
 * And he opened his hands
 * And he took up the Creator
 * And, blotting out the stars and the suns
 * With his very presence
 * He crushed the Creator with one
 * Tremor of his mighty fist


 * With the very spine of Creation broken
 * In his first moments of life
 * The Gorog began to scour the land
 * To feed


 * Know this, the Creator's Final Lesson
 * The Gorog is the end of all things


 * Only those that hide in his Shadow
 * Will survive.

KOTA
Medical Examiner's Report, following the Gerneral's captivity on Cato Neimoidia:

General Kota was in dire condition upon his arrival in Medical Bay 6. Our initial examination revealed the following injuries:


 * -Seventeen fractured bones
 * -Fourteen Class II lacerations
 * -Six Class III lacerations
 * -Two Class IV lacerations
 * -Moderate abdominal hemorrhaging
 * -Severe concussion
 * -Five missing teeth

Treatment for all of his injuries was hastily administered. While the General is expected to make a full recovery, I suspect he was never in any real danger. He seemed cognizant and fully in control of his faculties during every procedure. Deep tissue scans indicated multiple previous severe injuries with no evidence of any prior medical intervention. While I don't purport to any understanding of the so-called "Force", it remains my only explanation for the General's astonishing resilience.

THE TARKO-SE ARENA
Tarko-se Stadium Announcement, first day of General Kota's Captivity -

And first out is the ferocious Krayt Dragon, captured from the desert world of Tatooine. What spirit this beast has! each snarl and snap of its slavering jaws is greeted from the balconies with rapturous applause. The Krayt Dragon! Ladies and gentlebeings, place your bets!

And of its foe? What fresh meat have we prepared for the killing today? Well, there can be few as worthy of facing such a beast as. . . Rahm Kota, General of the Clone Wars. A Jedi? Allegedly! A terrorist? Naturally! A meal? Eventually! But a hero? We shall see. Rahm Kota! Place your bets!

THE ROGUE SHADOW
TIE Fighter Squadron Chatter (intercepted):

"Wraith Leader, you're clear to star your attack run. We detect no defensive emplacements on scanners, this should be easy."

" was that? some kind of attack ship out of nowhere!"

"Uh Wraith Squadron, what's going on down there? We're starting to lose comms."

"This is Wraith 6, Wraith Leader was just blown out of the sky. We're being ambu-BREAK! BREAK! ahhhHHH, I'm HIT! - "

"Wraith 6, what is it? What's attacking you?!"

"It's right on top of us! look out! ahhh! "

"Wraith Sqadron, report! This is Command! Is anyone alive down there? Report!"

DAGOHBAH
The Last Transmission of the Freighter Golden Mean (excpert):

--unscheduled stop in the Dagobah system, simply to collect some extra water ice from a rocky little moon in the outer orbits. And... it was just there. I know our archive might be out of date, but a breathable, livable world that's not on any charts? It's just a little too strange. We checked the star charts by hand, this IS the Dagobah system, but... it's not supposed to have any habitable planets. But there's no point in arguing with the facts. It's teeming with life, too, the whole world is just a hot house, overgrown and completely uninhabited by any sapient life. We're taking the shuttle down to the ground, to take a look, but... can you imagine, Dak? What kind of money we can make off this? I just can't imagine in this day and age how anyone loses an entire planet. Anyway, we'll get back to you as soon as we can. Golden Mean, over and out.

BOBA FETT
Imperial Judicial Fleet Transmission (intercepted):

Despite our best efforts, our witness in the upcoming trial of the suspected gangster Wolga the Hutt has vanished without a trace. Brio Tabbett was sequestered in a heavily fortified apartment block at the heart of Imperial Coruscant, and yet sometime in the past day, an assassin breached the security barrier (how he did this we don't yet know), and made his way into Tabbett's suite, and either abducted or disintegrated him outright. A small amount of carbon scoring one the premises suggests the latter.

Our best guess is that the perpetrator is the bounty hunter known as Boba Fett, but we have no physical evidence. The security holo's are all blank for the timeframe of the attack, and no other evidence of a break in was left. As such, our only clue that is was Fett was a sizable transfer of credits to him from an encrypted source on Nal Hutta on the day following the attack.

PRIVATE NOTE - This guy is good, Tarkin. Really good. His talens are wasted in the underworld. He could be useful to us... if we can get him to stop with this whole disintegration tactic.