Night 6 has ended.
The scene opens on a siege. The Empire has infiltrated the one of the Rebel Bases, and is fighting their way through to reach the Control Room.
"Admiral Akbar, I'm not sure how much longer we can hold them!"
"I need more time!"
Just then, reinforcements showed up for the Rebel Alliance. Han Solo, Chewbacca, Leia, and the 2 droids burst on to the scene.
"Admiral Piett, what are your orders?"
"Divide and conquer. You take your troops into the other bay to corner Solo, and I will advance into the Control Room and put an end to this."
"Yes, sir!"
The Imperial Soldier takes a troop of 30 men and branch off into the corridor. Admiral Piett charges into the Control Room with bursts of carbine guns going off in every direction.
"Activate Emergency Protocol 66!"
"Yes, Admiral Akbar!
Just then a translucent shield begins lowering itself around the 30 yard perimeter of the main controls, including Admiral Akbar.
"Fire at will! Bring down the shield!"
The Imperials began firing at the shield, but soon realized their fatal mistake. The shots began ricocheting off the shield, and coming back at them.
"Admiral Piett, we must retreat for now and regroup, this is futile."
"Yes, you're right. We must regroup and learn more about this shield."
The Imperial Soldiers began to pull back, but some reckless Rebel Alliance members gave chase. Shots were fired back and forth, but not many hit their target since both parties were running full speed, and in the Imperials case, were back-pedaling.
Admiral Piett ducked behind a corner.
"I've had enough of this."
The Rebels continued to give chase. Amelia came sprinting around the corner, ahead of the pack, as Admiral Piett jumped out and delivered a blow to his head. Knocked off his feet, Amelia dropped his weapon.
"Don't come any closer unless you want your friend to die."
The rest of the Rebels pulled up short, guns aimed, and anxious. Admiral Piett had pulled Amelia up and was holding his carbine gun to his head, using him as a shield.
"You won't get away, Piett, not with all of us here."
"Details, details."
Admiral Piett reaches for his back-pocket. He grabs a smoke pellet.
"Farewell for now, Rebel scum."
Admiral Piett smashes the pellet on the ground. Smoke consumes the corridor. Coughing and stumbling ensues, and shots are fired. When the smoke dissipates, the Rebels see that Admiral Piett had escaped, and that somehow, during the confusion, Amelia, a Rebel Alliance Member had been shot and killed.
Meanwhile, the other squadron of Imperial Soldiers had not heard the order for retreat. They were still engaged with Han, Chewbacca, and Leia. Shots were being traded back and forth.
"R2, we need to get the Princess to safety.
"To hell I need to get to safety, I'm staying with you. Are you nuts?"
"Your Highness, I strongly recommend you get out of here! Now, R2!"
R2-D2 released a handle. Leia reluctantly took hold. He then turned on his boosters, and took off. Leia, holding on, continued firing down into the fray, hoping to draw some attention off Han, Chewbacca, and C-3PO.
"Up there, the Princess! Open fire!!"
R2-D2 dropped the Princess off on a safe ledge, and she took cover. As he began his descent, however, 4 carbine shots simultaneously hit him, causing him to lose control of his booster ability. He went rocketing downwards at a rapid speed.
"Oh dear, that doesn't look good."
"C-3PO, MOVE!"
Han, just in the nick of time, tackled 3PO out of the way, as R2-D2 came crashing down with a large thud. The impact was such that the room began shaking, and the ceiling began crumbling. The Imperials decided it was their time to leave.
"Master Han, we must do something!"
"Yeah, we must get the hell out of here!"
"But, R2-D2, he'll be crushed!"
"NO TIME!"
Han grabs 3-CPO and Chewbacca follows right after. Huge chunks of the ceiling came crashing down with great force all around them. They ducked and jumped through a vent hurtling them down to who-knows. They were out of harm's way at least. Which could not be said for the shattered R2-D2, buried underneath the rumble, broken into several pieces, never to function again...
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Mr. 378, you are R2-D2.
You are allied with the Rebels.
You and your robotic buddy, C3PO, known as [Insert Name here], got into this Rebellion together, and hopefully you both get out of it together. You know each other’s identity, which gives you a leg up on the competition. You will soon find out that you are not alone--The Force, and your friends, are never far away.
You do not have a night role.
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Summary: Amelia, Rebel Alliance is dead. Mr.378, R2-D2 is dead.
So, The Rebel Alliance had lost two more in their battle against the Imperials and Bounty Hunters. They will need to regroup, and regroup soon. The Imperials are looking to end his quickly and decisively. Are the Rebels, and Admiral Akbar, running out of time?
Day 6 has begun.