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Another Star Wars
Another Star Wars RP!
Cho made one, and it was really awesome. Unfortunately, it died and everybody got interested in other RPs. Maybe... we could do another one?
Basic character sheet:
Name:
Age:
Personality:
Preferred weapon:
Backstory:
Skills (if any):
Relationship to anyone from movies: (optional)
I will make mine later. You may have up to two charries. May the Force be with you!
*Star Wars theme plays as Queen Elizabeth exits!*
submitted by Queen Elizabeth, age 11, Buckingham Palace
(April 11, 2016 - 12:28 pm)
(April 11, 2016 - 12:28 pm)
@ Cho: Thanks for the list! BTW, Luke is only around 30 to 35. Not very old. P.S. I love how you put Jaina on the council! ;) [See the first Star Wars RP]
@ Julian O.: You can join!
Rubia~
A tall sandy-haired Jedi steps into the room. "Master Luke!" Yei-se Mace stutters. I blink and study him closer as they talk. Master Luke? Could he mean the legendary Luke Skywalker? I raise my eyebrows.
"I trust it is all smoothed over?" He asks. Master Mace confirms. Luke glances around the room quickly, taking in the situation. Then he raises his eyebrows,"Where is our fighting man from Grimbo?" Yei-se Mace swallows,
"A-h-h-h, about that..." Suddenly his tone changes,"We were tricked," he states flatly," They gave us her." Luke glances at me, seeming to size me up. I grit my teeth. He turns,
" The council will see you at once. Bring the girl."
(May 10, 2016 - 5:26 pm)
You're welcome! Just a heads-up, I can't really post until you post your meeting with the council, all except for this little thing. However, I will keep this topped!
~Neri~
"I'll send someone to keep you company," he says, nodding. "Sure, as if I didn't have better things to do with my time," I say scathingly. He stares at me in that funny way again.
"What's wrong? Tooka got your tongue?" He flushes, saying, "You remind me of someone ..." And scurries off with Yei-se.
A few minutes later, a girl comes in. "Master Luke sent me," she says quietly. She stops, gasping. "What?!" I ask in exasperation.
"The force is strong with you," she says in amazement. "And yet, I've never seen you here."
"Yeah, well, I grew up on the streets," I say uncomfortably. "And I doubt I can control the force." She smiles, but it's kind of creepy.
"I'm sure you can," she says gently. "Why do you say that?" She smiles that way again. "Because my Master is curious."
"You're a slave?" Her smile falters. "No. The Jedi and the Sith each call their mentor Master." Her voice grows bitter towards the end.
"I expect Master Luke will expect you to stay overnight?"
"Um ... I don't know. I don't know what he wants with me."
(May 15, 2016 - 4:14 pm)
Character Sheet
Name: Dude (at least that is what I will go by)
Age: You'll never know
Personality: Secretive
Preferred weapon: Whatever I can get my hands on
Backstory: Classified
Skills: Any
No relationship with anyone
(May 10, 2016 - 6:15 pm)
Here's my charrie:
Name: Agreko Konet'al (Uh-Gree-Koe Kaw-Net-Awl)
Age: As a slave, he doesn't know. Somewhere around 12, he thinks.
Personality: Intelligent, secretive.
Weapons: Twin light blasters, Lightsaber (Handmade using a green crystal and a red in the same saber, which happens to make it white. He has no idea why.)
Backstory: Son of Gerali Konet'al and Feli'ko Stokli, both Rodian slaves of Jabba. Keral'he was killed before Agreko was born in a fight with Klaatu, and Feli'ko went down with the sail barge. He never met his mother even though they lived on the barge for three years. Escaped as soon as Luke drew his lightsaber on the skiff.
Skills: Strong with the Force, but no training. Agile and smart.
I've already given his relation to Jabba, but he was a slave under Zam Wesell's daughter.
(May 11, 2016 - 9:48 am)
@ SW_Geek: You can join! So many people joined and have not posted that we have plenty of room. My charrie was a slave of Jabba too! Does that mean Rubia and Agreko know each other? When she escaped (which was around the same time as Agreko) Rubia was only around thirteen. Agreko would have been really young, because Rubia is seventeen now.
@Dude: You can join, but could you give slightly more information? You can still be classified, but could you maybe say, young, middle or old in the age slot? That would be good.
(May 11, 2016 - 12:33 pm)
(I had no clue that anyone else had read the Jacen & Jaina saga but me!)
~Nara'Dek
I am left behind, clutching my bag. I sigh and exit into an alley, clutching my bag. It starts to lightly rain and I am soaked to the skin, shivering.
Oh well. Being in Imperial custody is worse than a bit of water. I sigh as I continue down into the alley. Suddenly I scream as someone grabs me, a heavy hand clamps over my mouth, and everything turns black. Ugh....What happened?
Little did I know, someone from the Jedi council (*cough*JainaSolo*cough*) saw everything that happened.
(May 11, 2016 - 2:58 pm)
XD
(May 11, 2016 - 6:54 pm)
@Queen Elizabeth: Thanks!
Oh and a little more information on the backstory afer the rebellion ended he started running messages for the Jedi Council.
~Star're~
I sit in the Council room waiting for Master Luke and Master Yei-Si Mace to return so we can start the meeting. I'm curious to this "Fighting Man." The meeting will give me a chance to talk to him. Master Luke returns. "Message boy," he says, "take this to Octa Ramos." "Very well, Master Luke," I say although I sigh mentally. Now I won't get to meet the fighting man. I walk out of the room and see a girl with a helmet under her arm and another one in the hall. I step into the alley and see a gril with a pack and a light saber blade. I quickly make note of her appearance. Then as I'm running towards Master Octa Ramos's house I realize something. I didn't see any fighting man. The girl with the helmet must have tricked them into thinking she was the fighting man. I have to see what this message is about. I slip into a side alley and play the message which shows me what I suspect and a little more. The girl with the helmet indeed tricked them; wait, they said they were getting him from a Hut, he tricked them. The other girl is a thief. And the one in the alley does have a lightsaber but it's a full-sized one not a small one like mine.
To be Continued...
(May 11, 2016 - 6:36 pm)
~Nara'Dek
I wake up, groaning. I feel like my insides are filled with acid... "Oh. So you're awake," a raspy voice says. "Huh?!" I say suddenly. My eyes slide open. I'm propped up against the wall of a ship. It seems to be small... Maybe calamoranian design? Yup. A Calamoranian is steering. "Wh-wh-wh," I begin to say. Great. My stutter is here.
"Welcome to captivity. We've been looking for you," he says in his raspy voice. I realize my hands are tied in lasercuffs. "Wh-What?!" I say. Panic fills my body. "But wh-why-oh. The emp-pire?" I say, as grim realization fills my body. "Nope. Not the empire," he says. "B-but th-then why would you w-want me?" I ask. "Don't you know?" he asks. He seems puzzled. "W-what?" I ask. "Who you are-" he says. Suddenly I see (through the window) a ship fly up side to us. The intercom crackles on. "Let her go," a female voice says.
He hits the intercom. "And why?" he challenges. "Who is this, anyways?" he adds. "Jaina Solo. And also because people aren't posessions," she says. "Where I'm going, they are," he replies coolly. "Very well then," Jaina's voice says. "Let her go or I'll have no choice," she says softly. "No choice to do what?" he asks. "This." Suddenly a tractor beam attaches to the ship and we're moving around A LOT. Luckily the area I'm in keeps me in place. However, the driver is thrown to the floor.
She stops playing with us. I gather every ounce of strength in my entire body and get up. The Calamorian is lying on the floor, dazed. "L-looks like s-someone f-forgot to buckle th-heir crash webbing," I say triumphantly. "Are you okay?" Her voice comes through the intercom. I walk over and see that the intercom switch is still on. "Yeah. How did you know that-" I begin. "No time to explain. Can you steer?" she asks. "Yes. But my hands are lasercuffed...," I say. "No problem. There should be a lever on the dashboard, if it's the strong laser type," she says.
I walk to the dashboard and look around. There! Green lever. Ugh.... law-breaker. I use my foot to slide it down, and the lasercuffs fall to the floor. "Can you steer to Coruscant, or do I have to tow you?" she asks. "I can steer...but who are you?" I ask, dazed. This has been a huge turn of events. "Like I said to that thug earlier, I'm Jaina Solo."
(May 12, 2016 - 4:26 pm)
I'm going on vacation for a week. Leaving on the 17th of May. These last couple of days before Tuesday will be pretty hectic for me so, carry on the good work! I shall see you after the 24th of May!
May the Force be with you!
Hey, my CAPTCHA says urum. Urum? Are you confused, little CAPTCHA? I will name you... Shi liu. (It means "pomagranite" in Chinese. I'm not Chinese, but I take Chinese class.)
(May 14, 2016 - 12:52 pm)