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Post by Darth Sidious on Oct 30, 2005 12:39:47 GMT -5
*The Trade Federation was a galactic corporation controlling most of the galaxy's trade routes. Headed by the Nemoidian beaurocracy located on Cato Nemoidia, it was enormous in it's operations, so enormous in fact, that it had it's own representatives to the galactic senate of the Republic, as if it were an individual system. Of course, any operation as large as this needed to have it's own security force, and it did. Thousands upon thousands of skeletal, primitive battle droids and crab-like three-legged droidekas that were feared even by Jedi were produced every year, on planets such as Ord Cestus and Geonosis. These droidekas violated the Republic laws against private armies: equipped with the radioactive sheild generators which made them so feared by Jedi, and deadly powerful repeating blasters, these were more suited to military duties then as security forces. And on Cato Nemoidia and in orbit around the busy world, were the vast shipyards constructing gargantuan donut-shaped battle ships, centered around a sphereical core and packed with enough illegal fire power to bombard a planet from orbit. The current Viceroy of this most powerful federation, Nute Gunray, was so embroiled in illicit and banned activities that he had even attracted the attention of a power hidden from the galaxy, a power that, given enough time, would make the galaxy it's own...*
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Post by Darth Sidious on Oct 30, 2005 12:46:04 GMT -5
*Cato Nemoidia, Day.*
*Viceroy Nute Gunray of the Trade Federation, his amphibian features creased with fear and doubt, walks with the fastest possible haste down a grooved reinforced corridor, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. His deep red Viceroy's robes, patterned with an ancient design of his species', trail out behind him as he rushes to his quarters at the end of the green lighted hallway. The door, cast in gold and silver representing power and wealth, opens and closes in the blink of an eye as he whips inside.*
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