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Alrighty lets get started! Assuming that Silverwaxwing sees this *frantically waves at Silver*, this is our latest RP on star wars. MY thought is that we pick this up either towards the end of the war against the empire, OR at the beggining of the war against the First Order. *cues awesome Darth Vader music* I am open to suggestions, but meanwhile, heres the charrie sheet. Aslo lets keep this at maybe eight people max.
Name:
Age:
Status: (Jedi, trooper, shopkeeper, random dude with bazooka, etc.)
Personality:
Background:
Give me some feedback yall!
submitted by Will T.
(April 30, 2017 - 4:04 pm)
(April 30, 2017 - 4:04 pm)
Alexis is Zas' (is it like Zas' or Zas's??? UGH GRAMMAR) sister (sort of), and Ariel is his frenemie. I don't think you're leaving anyone out...
(September 25, 2017 - 7:35 am)
Erin, but that's probably because I haven't been posting...
(September 25, 2017 - 11:57 am)
I'm dropping out of this RP.
Sorry, I just kind of feel like I'm in an outsider here. My character keeps getting forgotten, I can't post much, and my character keeps getting separated from the rest of the group. I just don't know what to write.
(September 25, 2017 - 3:24 pm)
Please don't drop out, Lucy! We need all the good writers we can get and you're one of the best! I think everyone is really confused right now, but that isn't a big deal. Maybe Erin can join up with Zas, Ariel and Alexis? Ooooh! Maybe Erin and Alexis could have some sort of magical connection??! Or does that make it too complicated? But please don't drop out!!! You're always welcome here! :)
(September 25, 2017 - 4:43 pm)
@Lucy we're just having a moment of confusion XD we really want you to stay! It's just I didn't see your posts right away! I hope you stay!
(September 25, 2017 - 7:59 pm)
(September 26, 2017 - 11:25 am)
Alright, alright, I'll stay. But again, I won't have time to post until later today.
(September 26, 2017 - 8:11 pm)
YAY!!!!! <3 <3
(September 29, 2017 - 5:56 pm)
Awesome! I can go if you'd prefer...
@everyone, are y'all still confused or are we okay now? Don't hesitate to ask.
(September 27, 2017 - 11:59 am)
I think I mostly understand what is going on. :)
(September 29, 2017 - 5:56 pm)
Terron-
Thanks for saving our hides back there. its always a welcome occasion to meet a fellow rebel. Even if a new one." I said.
Zira laughed. "No problem. I can help you get into that hideout if you want. I know the is and outs of that place." Our (maybe) new comrad waved her blaster towards the shadowy valley. I looked to where we had seen the raiders moments before, but they were nowhere to be seen. Optimistically that meant they had run off. But more logically it meatn they were currently trekking through the darker portions of the valley towards our position. We HAD to get to that hideout.
My master looked skeptical and was about to protest, but I cut her off. "Thanks Zira, we really need help right now."
"But one question, how can we know we can trust you?" Zira laughed again.
"I dont know. Use your forcey-magical powers. But your really low on options, and besides, if I'd wanted you dead, I would've left you to the Tuskans."
" We can trust her." I piped up. "I can feel it. But we should get moving, the rest of the tuskans might be lurking around here. I would feel much safer underground."
"Alright, fine. Let's get moving." My master said. Together, we swiftly made our way down the side of the valley and to the base. We ere very careful and slow, and me and my master periodically stopped to force-sense our surroundings to make sure there weren't any Tuskans around. Then we would start walkign again. Finally we made it to the bottom of the valley, to around the same place we had seen the Tuskans.
"Terron, lets see if we can sense the entrance." Me and my master both shut our eyes and help a hadn, but right as we were about to start, Zira walked in bwtween us and up to a random rock pillar sitting nearby.
"No need for all that junk. Gimme a second." She held up her hand and knocked on teh solid rock, then lowered her hand a few inches and knocked again. She continued this pattern for a couple more knocks before she finally stopped and stepped back. All of a sudden, we felt a small tremor beneath our feet, and smal cracks appeared in the ground nearby, and in a matter of moments, a square chunkcof ground had crumbled away, revelaing a staricase.
"Nice work!" I exclaimed.
My master glanced at Zira. "Well, since you're obviously more knowledgeable about this place, you may lead the way." She stepped back and gestured for Zira to go to the entrance.
"Don't mind if I do." With that, we made our way down the mysterious steps into theblack of underground.
(September 30, 2017 - 10:37 pm)
~Erin
I turn, after watching the ship leave and the other two people leave, I need a minute to decide whether I should follow the ship or the people. I decide to follow the people because it seems more interesting.
I take a deep breath, and start running in the direction of the people I saw.
~~~~~
Ayn don't know where I am!!
(October 1, 2017 - 1:56 pm)
Name: Glampanda
Age:2
Status: (Jedi, trooper, shopkeeper, random dude with bazooka, etc.)EEWOK
Personality: Peppy
Background:
Good at archery, loves to dance.
(October 4, 2017 - 6:40 pm)
There is a very silly reason why I haven't been posting. The reason: I don't know how to pilot a spaceship. Therefor, I don't know how to write Zas doing that, or how autopilot works, etc. So let's just say that this is after he works all that out. The ship is now on autopilot or whatever.
Zas~
I did it. I really did it. Wow, I've been such a hero today. My thoughts are still up in the clouds...no, higher...up in the stars as I rush back to the end of the ship.
Two dead storm troopers lie next to the burned and broken-looking hatch. Ariel leans against one wall, and Alexis is bent on her knees on the floor. I stop quickly, shoes sliding on the floor.
"Where...where are Aya and Terron?"
"Zas..." Alexis begins.
No.
~
I like the word no. I like italics. I like drama. Ah well.
(October 4, 2017 - 7:37 pm)
Aya~
I’m really not liking this place. There’s something about it that doesn’t feel right, and it’s getting to Terron without him even realising it. He’s acting very strange.
“Terron, we need to go back up to the surface,” I quietly say.
He completely ignores me. The nerve of some Padawan. But at the same time, he reminds me of me.
I grab his arm. He finally turns back with a huff.
“Terron,” I say more firmly. “We’re going. Now.”
He protests again. “The light on the other side...it’s right ahead!”
I sigh as we pick up the pace, finally reaching the sun on the other side, and the open air.
“Thank you so much for helping us,” I say quickly to Zira.
Terron looks annoyed, and opens his mouth before I force shut it close. He whimpers in frustration before he stops resisting.
”Of corse,” Zira replies. “Anytime.”
”Please, when you need us, give us a call,” I say, handing her a communicator. She smiles and accepts it.
“I will.”
”So,” I begin, looking out towards the ship yard before us. “Can we take one?”
She winks. “It’s not illegal until we get caught.”
I laugh slightly, memories flooding back. “It’s all in the name of justice!”
Without warning, storm troopers burst out of no where. We quickly take cover before Zira starts firing back and I whip out my lightsaber. Terron whips out his green one.
“How did they get here?” I ask and shout at Zira.
“I don’t know!” she shouts back above the noise, obviously as confused as me.
But among all the noise, suddenly everything quiets down as I hear the sound of another lightsaber unsheathing.
A Sith.
I slowly stand up and look directly into his eyes. His flamboyant red lightsaber is clutched confidently in his hand.
“Looks like someone is being pampered by the Dark lords,” I say with a smirk.
He shakes his head. “The Light Side has made you weak, Aya. Come back.”
I hear Terron’s voice of sheer panic. “What does he mean, ‘come back?’”
I shake my head and think. If I....
I apologise in my head and slowly use a force choke to choke Terron. Not many Jedi can do that, and much less want to. But it has been flowing in my blood since my ancestors joined the Dark Side, and it is natural to me.
Terron struggles as he slowly rises up against a large rock. Zira screams at me, but Damoran fights her.
Terron’s eyes fill with sheer, innocent terror. He’s only a Padawan, and his Master is slowly killing him. But I have to make it convincing.
“Let him go,” Damoran’s voice rings. “We might need him later.”
I nod, sadness flashing across my eyes before I let him go. Obviously weakened, he collapses to the floor, gasping for air.
“Let’s go,” Damoran says. He slowly turns around and starts walking towards the just landed Republic ship.
I slowly follow my brother, looking back at Terron, wishing I could explain.
(October 4, 2017 - 9:13 pm)