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Star Wars RP

Star Wars RP

 

There is no hope left for the galaxy. The Jedi have been destroyed and the Empire has risen from the ashes of the Clone Wars. Nothing can stand against them as they sweep over every planet. No Resestance has yet been created to oppose them. 

On a backwater planet in the Outer Rim, ten people accedentally meet, and without knowing it, set out on a course to stop the growing Empire.  

Meanwhile, Sith Lord, Darth Vader sends out two of his best agents to scout out the Outer Rim and begin his conquest over the entire Galaxy 

 

~Rules~

~No more then two charries per person

~Four+ charries must be non-humans

~No more then three Jedi/padwans

(I may update this later)

So... This RP takes place between Episode Three and Rogue One (Possibly around the time of Solo?). There are ten spots for the good(ish) people and then two spots for the people that Darth Vader sends.

~Charrie Sheet~ 

Name:

Age:

Gender 

Species:

Apperence:

Personalty:

Occupation: 

Other: 

I'll write my charicter later. 

submitted by Lyra, Back from the Void
(February 19, 2018 - 9:54 pm)

@Starseeker, I just realized that Aurel and Sjaelle look extremely similar. What if they were somehow related, like maybe they're long lost cousins since they have different last names? 

Sjaelle~

Be wary, be wily, be ruthless. The mantra of every bounty hunter. I don't take sides in this war. Whichever bounties are the best, whether it's for a rebel or a neutral or an Empire affiliate- take them. That is what I've learned from the other bounty hunters around me.

These thoughts vaguely cross my mind as I read over the new bounty paper. It's for Lunne Rondo, apparently. A Jedi who escaped the purge. Interesting. It looks like this will be a nice challenge.

I fold the paper several times and thrust it into the pocket of my dull black jacket. All around me, people in the Mos Eisley cantina bustle about, lounging at tables or leaning against the bar counter, talking. The band plays an upbeat song. Rising from my seat in a dark corner, I saunter out of the noisy cantina, and head to my ship, a stolen X-wing painted black. 

To my surprise, a couple stormtroopers bar my path as I try to reach it. Immediately my hand goes to the blaster at my side. "What do you want?" I snap. The stormtrooper captain holds up a piece of paper with the picture of a boy with messy brown hair who looks about my age. "Answer our questions truthfully and you will not face death here and now. Have you seen this boy?" he asks bluntly. "He carries a lightsaber and is suspected of being a Jedi or Padawan." I peer closer at the picture. He looks familiar. Oh, he was the one I saw outside the little shop, carrying out trash. But that was months ago. "No, not recently." I reply. The stormtrooper continues, "When did you see him? Do you know his name?" the stormtrooper interrogates further. "It was a few months ago, outside one of the shops down the road. I don't know his name." 

Just then, out of the corner of my eye, I notice the exact same boy sneaking past us! I almost say something, but for some reason, the words never escape my mouth. "Well, we won't trouble you further." says the stormtrooper captain, and they begin to head off to the right, when they spot the boy. "Over there!" shouts one of them, and points at the boy.

Maybe it is the dejected expression on the boy's face, maybe it was the way he cast his eyes down like he felt trapped, but as the stormtroopers break into a run after the mysterious boy, I sprint after them, easily overtaking them and shooting back at the troopers as I catch up to the boy. "Turn here!" I hiss to him as he jerks his head around in surprise, and yank him by his arm behind one of the dusty sand-colored shops. "What are you doing?!" the boy hisses back at me in bewilderment. "Saving your hide, you idiot!" I snap back.

Suddenly the boy cocks a lopsided grin at me. "I'm Julian," he says. "What's your name?" "Sjaelle, if it really interests you that much. Now get down!" I retort as the stormtroopers approach, shooting their blasters. 

I cautiously crane my head around the corner of the building and fire back, noticing with pride that I've picked off all but the captain. Practice pays. I yank Julian to his feet and we flee just as the captain rounds the corner. I fire behind my back at him as I make a break for my X-wing, with Julian sprinting behind me. 

Before we reach the ship, one final blast finishes off the last trooper and we both stop to catch our breath, panting. "Well, that was fun," Julian grins. I roll my eyes. "Don't make me regret just doing that," I mutter irritably.~ 

submitted by Aspen, age 153 moons, Impyrium
(March 8, 2018 - 3:45 pm)

Top! Don't let this die, we just started!

submitted by Starting!
(March 10, 2018 - 11:46 pm)

Auran~

I sigh, wondering what would have happened if i hadn't decided to take that trip to Tatooine, and a flashback hits me: I landed on Tatooine, wondering whether anything good would happen here...nothing fun had happened lately...and then the Stormtroopers arrived. He was in a tavern when six Stormtroopers marched in. One carried a blade that sparked with electricity, and the rest carried blasters. the leader (the one with the sword) marched up to the bartender and said "Where is Auran Wildersword?" the bartender looked at the sword and said "i don't know!" and the Stormtrooper moved the sword point closer to the bartender's chin "Tell me" I got the feeling he was grinning "Or i'll kill you." I couldn't stand by and watch innocents be killed, so i downed the rest of my drink and fired a shot at the Stormtrooper, who crumpled to the ground. I then unsheathed my Lightsaber. The Stormtroopers stood in shock for a moment before starting to fire at me, and i began to cut them down, one-by-one, but what i didn't realize was that the first Stormtrooper i had killed wasn't really dead, and he stood up, and had time to slash my cheek with that blade and cut off my hand before i recovered my wits and killed him. i then stumbled outside, managed to climb into my ship, and took off. "Bleep boop bleep!" says my droid, warning me that we are landing. As i land i see a girl about a year older than me and a boy about two years older than me fending off against a pair of stormtroopers... i didn't assist because it looked like they were doing fine, until they thought all the Troopers were dead, but they didn't realize the first group of StormTroopers had called for backup. I opened my cockpit and jumped, slowing myself down so i wouldn't splatter on the pavement, i had the element of surprise, so all i had to do to take them all out was spin my lightsaber once. 34-F7 (My droid) landed my ship, and the girl and the boy gaped at me and asked "Who are you?!?" "Auran Wildersword." their mouths gaped even further "Auran Wildersword? The Dark Jedi at the top of the Empire's Most Wanted list?" the girl muttered something along the lines of "hmmph, i tried to hunt you down a few months ago, but i couldn't find you"

submitted by Catsclaw, age 11, The Library
(March 11, 2018 - 11:04 am)

@Aspen, yeah, I saw that. Could your charrie have defected? Aurel and her family are very loyal to the Empire, so maybe Sjaelle wasn't, and ran away. (She could also be a sibling in that scenario. Ooh, a mysterious twin!) Also, Aurel is genetically enhanced, but I feel like she would have been through some experiments to make tha happen. Maybe she doesn't remember your charrie because they messed with her brain to make her the perfect soldier.

Also, the words aren't flowing right now, but I'll get to RPing later. 

~Starseeker 

submitted by Starseeker, age 156 moons, Enterprise
(March 11, 2018 - 12:15 pm)

~Ashara~ 

As I make my way up the street, I hear blaster fire and explosions. I set my crate down, making sure it's hidden in shadow and then move forward slowly. As I make my way around the corner I see three people in battle against Stormtroopers. They quickly defeat them, but I am willing to bet that renforcements are coming. Some crazy sense makes me want to move forward and intoroduce myself, but of corse I squash that imulse before I get found. Suddenly, I hear running footsteps behind me and when I turn around, I'm looking at a squad of Stormtroopers. The one that seems to be the comander raises his weapon and says "Take this one into custody." 

One of the troopers takes my knives and the other removes my hood. "Togruta sir, She runs a droid repair buisness a few blocks from here."

The commander nods and says "A squad of troopers were disabled in a location near here. Until we recover any other information, you are  the primary suspect. You will acompany us back to our headquarters for questioning."

"I didn't have anything to do with it though!" I protest. "I was just making my way home when I heard blaster fire! It wasn't me!" When none of the troopers move to let me go, I decide that if I were guilty of anything, I would try to escape. If I was innocent, I would remain calm. I just hope that they don't look to the right and see my crate in the shadows. I wouldn't be innocent then. 

submitted by Lyra
(March 11, 2018 - 2:42 pm)

Lunne~

Are you ready Captain?” I laugh. 

He adjusts his helmet and turns around before turning off his receiver. 

“Yes, Padawan Lunne. I apologise for the wait, I had new orders from base.”

“New orders?” I question. 

He swallows. “Just a small side mission for when I get back.”

I tilt my head but nod, and soon I’m back in one of the old sanctuaries in the mountains of Serenno. Although it has never made a good name for itself (being Count Dooku’s home planet), it holds one of the biggest monasteries for some Force monks. I’ve been told there’s an old artefact I need to recover. This is the first big mission Master Aayla has entrusted me with, and I don’t want to let her down. 

The air is cold and damp within the dark halls, the light from outside of the door the only source allowing me to see. 

I hear the footsteps of the other stormtroopers close behind me, and confidently take another step forward. 

“This place hasn’t been used in ages,” I breathe quietly. 

“So it seems,” Captain Jenx replies. 

Suddenly the Force seems disturbed. I feel a terrible feeling in my stomach that travels to my heart and mind. Then within an instant, I snap out of it as I hear the sound of a stormtrooper adjusting his gun. 

I slowly turn my head to the side and hear another do the same. 

As if slow motion, I turn around and flick out of lightsaber, turning it on quickly and stabbing the nearest trooper. Jenx shoots at me and I quickly deflect it with my lightsaber before slashing down another startled stormtrooper. 

“Don’t just stand there! Terminate! You know the orders!” Captain Jenx shouts. 

I snarl and dodge the fire of another stormtrooper while cutting at his legs. Finally it’s down between Jenx and I, as he calls in his radio for backup.

I kick his side and he collapses, phased. 

“I’m sorry Jenx,” I whisper before I finish him off with my lightsaber. 

I let the glow of the lightsaber go on for a little longer before I turn it off and step outside. More troopers will be here soon, so I need to hide. No, I need to get off of this planet. 

I quickly run down the mountain side where the monastery was and to my ship hidden in the bushes. 

“Let’s go R3,” I say. 

I hop in and take off before spotting another ship enter the planet. 

“Just great,” I mutter. “Looks like we’re making the jump to hyper space now.”

I adjust the notch and soon we’re escaping in light speed. 

~

I collapse from my meditation stance and realise as soon as I reach the ground with a thump that I’ve been floating a few feet in the air.

“Good thing I can fall from heights,” I grumble before standing and brushing myself off. 

I quickly walk out and grab my lightsaber from the entrance to the cave before heading back to my hut. (She lives on an island similar to Ahch-To.)

That’s enough meditation for today. Only bad memories seem to resurface. 

——

Kendar~

“You sent for me, sir?” I ask Admiral Tarkin. 

“Yes,” he replies. “Tell me, have you heard of the few straggling Jedis that have hidden on different planets for the past years?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good. I will ask you to terminate the rest of them. It’s our final project involving the Jedi before we can continue on with other side plans. Is that clear?”

“Yes sir.”

“Excellent. Troops will be at your disposal, and do what you can. There’s a file awaiting you at your office containing the names and other information on the remaining Jedi. But do be careful, Vice Admiral Jothtow. These Jedi are not to be underestimated.”

I nod quickly with one more “Yes sir,” before I walk out of the room and back into the hallway. 

“What was that about?” I hear Cressida’s voice call. 

I turn around and smile. “I’m off to another mission. I was hoping to be an overseer for the Death Star, but those plans seemed to have changed.”

“How could they have changed if they were never plans to begin with?” Cressida says with a sly smile. 

“Haha,” I deadpan. “Want to come look at these Jedi files with me?”

“Sure,” she shrugs. “I’ve finished with my patrol. Might as well.”

We head back to my office and walk into the stormtroopers that guard my door’s conversation. 

“You check out those E11 blasters? Got a real kick to them.”

“Be alert at your stations please,” I say tiredly before walking in with a trail of “Sorry” following me. 

Once the doors close Cressida laughs. “Oh the conversations they have.”

I smirk. “Yeah.”

I let the file project as we look through the Jedi faces. There seems to be about three, and once we’ve finished Cressida suggests we preview them one more time. 

“First we have Jalzo Ro, male, 58 years of age, species Kel Dor, location Endor. Then we have Krasho Min, female, age unknown, species Mirialan, but location also Endor. Then we have Lunne Rondo, female, age unknown, species Human, and location unknown.”

“Sending troops to Endor will be easy,” I say. “But we have to find the last one.”

Cressida nods. “We can’t underestimate any of them though. They are Jedi after all. And they’re even more dangerous when under threat.”

I nod. “That’s why we can’t let them suspect anything.”

submitted by Kyoto & PinkPanther
(March 11, 2018 - 3:06 pm)

I think I'm going to make another charicter since I've got to much time on my hands. 

Name: Tobias Rook

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Species: Human (Mandelorian)

Appearance: He wears complete white Mandelorien armor with the Empire's symbol in red on both shoulders. He has black boots and a black belt with two blasters and a viro-knife. He has a white helmit and a pair of gauntlets that have a small shield and a grapling lines. He could be mistaken for a high ranking stormtrooper. Under his helmet he has dark hair, brown eyes and dark skin. He has a sharp face, with a pointed nose and high cheeks. 

Personalty: He is a loyal servent to the Empire and is willing to carry out any order without question. He's strong, fast and a good shot. He spends a lot of time learning tactics and battle strategies. He isn't good at talking, negoitations, or spying and he dislikes not having a plan. 

Occupation: He is the head of the law inforcement on Tatooine (possibly he could help find the Jedi?) When he was younger, he was the star student of the Imperial Academy. When he had to chose between the Empire and his family, he chose the Empire. 

 

submitted by Lyra
(March 12, 2018 - 9:39 pm)

Ok, here's my post! 

~Cressida

I overheard Kendar's conversation with Tarkin. So I wasn't surprised when he invited me to help him catch the Jedi he was assigned to go after. Now I'm looking through the data files with him. "We should focus on the two on Endor first. Setting a trap for them should be easy." he says. "But how should we find the third one?"

"I have an idea," I reply back, "It should work. I'm in contact with another ISB agent who might be able to scan the database of planets for reported Jedi activity. She could have some clues." 

"Sounds good to me," Kendar says.  "I'm assigning you to this mission as my second in command. Now you won't be stuck scanning this dead patch of space." 

I nod and sigh.  Normally I'm a scanner, which is one of the most boring bridge crew jobs ever. Nothing usually happens in random patches of space.  

Kendar notices my frustration. "Maybe this assignment will be your lucky break and you'll be promoted!" he says, trying to cheer me up. 

"Like that will ever happen." I snort. It isn't his fault that he became a vice admiral recently and left me a lowly petty officer. 

"You never know!" Kendar encourages.  I smile. I have one of the best boyfriends in the entire Imperial fleet. Just then a comlink buzzes. 

"Got to run!" I say. "I'm back on bridge duty in 10 minutes." 

Kendar sighs.  We usually don't have much time alone together. "Be there for the mission briefing tonight. I'll send you the details." he finally says. "Over and Out."

"Over and out." I reply as I run out of the room to the Star Destroyer's bridge.  I make it just in time as I slide into my seat before Captain Clenant notices.  I start the scanners and then when no one is looking place a com call to Aurel.  I get nothing but a busy signal.  She must be on a mission, I think. I leave a message asking her to contact me ASAP.  My desk mate Gib turns over to me and asks, "Whatacha doing, Maxlan?"

"Nothing," I hiss as I turn back to the scanners and try to find ships or life forms in cold, empty space.

submitted by Codesmith , age 15, Hello World
(March 13, 2018 - 7:30 pm)

Lunne~

“That’ll be two druggats.”

I sigh and pull out some coins in exchange for the ship part. My ship barely scratched by getting to Jakku, and I know I had to repair it in case I had to make a quick run. I was afraid it would burst as soon as I went into hyperspace. But luckily I don’t have to worry too much about my identity here. Jakku is filled to the brim with outlaws and scavengers. 

Or so I thought. 

I round the corner only to spot a group of stormtroopers not too far ahead. I slowly pull up the hood of my cloak and turn away, starting to walk in the other direction. 

“Hey!”

The crackling of the voice snaps me out of any escape plans and I focus on the problem at hand. 

“Turn around!”

I slowly turn back around and see the stormtroopers starting to walk towards me. Once they arrive in front of me, the one with a red shoulder pad steps forward. 

“State your business.”

“Getting a ship part,” I reply calmly. 

“Oh? You look familiar.”

I clear my throat. “You will turn around and report nothing of my appearance on Jakku.”

The stormtrooper straightens. “I will turn around and report nothing of your appearance on Jakku.”

“Good. You’re going now.”

“I’m going now.”

I turn around and as soon as I do, I bolt and run down the alleys and through the small streets. 

“Stop her!” I hear another voice shout. Crap. I turn my head slightly and see the flash of an ISB agent. 

“Oh C’MON,” I groan. 

I slowly round another corner to find stormtroopers that start shooting at me. I turn back around to find the ISB agent and her flank of stormtroopers. 

My hand twitches for my lightsaber when I stop. No. I won’t take it out unless absolutely necessary. 

I force push the ISB agent and her stormtroopers back, dodging another shot from the stormtroopers behind me’s blasters. 

I leap over the momentarily fallen imperial workers and run back towards the ship yard to get to my ship when a sudden blast erupts from no where and my ship blows up before my eyes.  

“OH C’MON!” I shout this time. 

I whip around to face the stormtroopers and my mind goes into autopilot. 

I whip off my cloak and unsheathe my lightsaber, the familiar hum sending adrenaline in my veins. I immediately block some of the shots from the advancing stormtroopers. 

I force push a small portion of the stormtroopers back until they clatter against another ship and fall, unconscious. 

I then advance and attack a couple stormtroopers, moving as quickly as I can so I can also block the blasts coming from the other ones. 

I force push several more back and slash at others until there’s only a few left. I quickly push the stormtroopers aside and approach the ISB agent. 

“You pitiful-“

I cut her off when I use the force to pull the gun out of her hand, and it flies in the air before I cut it in half with my lightsaber. 

She tries to take a swing at me and I sigh irritably, dodging it and sheathing my lightsaber at the same time. I then dodge another punch, getting quite annoyed now, and grab her in a force choke. 

She immediately stops, her eyes wide in terror, and I slam her against the side of a large ship. 

“How did you find me?!” I shout. 

She struggles and I tighten my hold. 

“There was a-a tip,” she stutters out.

I sigh and release her, suddenly very aware of how close to the dark side I ventured. 

I let her gasp and wheeze before heading to the nearest ship. She won’t be going anywhere for now.

I grab my cloak and put it back on, quickly pulling the hood up. I need to get out of here before any more stormtroopers come. Suddenly flashbacks from Order 66  cloud my mind and I try to push past them, entering the nearest ship and going to where I can start it. 

Soon, with a little luck from it being a similar design of my last ship, I start off and head back home. 

——

Kendar~

“Sir,” Captain Deshtak says as he walks quickly up to me. 

I had been heading to some of the archives to see if I could pull up any more information from the Jedi we should hunt down.

“Yes, Captain?”

“We just received word from Jakku,” he begins, panic rising in his voice. “The stormtroopers you sent are dead, a few of them unconscious. The ISB agent has also been rendered unconscious. They are being treated in the medical bay now.”

“What?” I ask. “How?”

“Seems as though the Jedi was there, sir.” The captain swallows. “Rondo.”

“How?! She’s one Jedi against some of the best troopers and an ISB agent!”

“I don’t know sir,” he swallows. “But the subjects on Endor have been terminated.”

“Good,” I sigh, trying to calm down. “Send more troopers out, but include more ISB agents in your numbers this time. Have you been able to track her movements again?”

He shakes his head. “No sir. She left Jakku and the ISB agent couldn’t track her fast enough.”

“Hey,” I hear a voice interrupt, Cressida jogging up towards us. 

I give the best smile I can, but I’m still really tense from the news. 

“Are you guys in a good mood?” she asks. 

“Not really,” I reply with clenched teeth. 

“Well good,” Cressida sighs. “So no moods will be ruined. I just got word back from Cye, the ISB agent who went with scouts on Jakku. Turns out she had an encounter with Lunne Rondo, and it went south real fast.”

“So I’ve been told,” I reply. “Subjects on Endor were terminated, but we can’t seem to hold this one down.”

“What do you suggest we do?” 

I turn back to the captain. “Track anything that’s left Jakku recently or has left from that direction. We need to find her and find her quickly.”

The captain nods. “Yes sir.”

He turns to walk away and I look back at Cressida. 

I sigh silently. “Or else Tarkin will have my neck.”

submitted by Kyoto & PinkPanther
(March 15, 2018 - 7:46 am)

TOP! Don't let this die, we just started!

submitted by Top
(March 17, 2018 - 11:24 am)

 

~Tobias~

My name is Tobias and i am a loyal servent to the Empire. I am the highest ranking Mandelorien in the Empires and I hold both the history of my people and the power of the Empire. But for all of that, all of my dedicated service, I am here, above Tatooine, the sandiest, the dustiest and the least of the Empires worlds.  

Tomorrow, or in three hours, I will be leading a patrol around the city, fighting against heat and sand to show off the strength of the Empire. All for a bunch of water-farmers who hide in their houses as we pass.

I stand up from my bed and walk over to the small and only mirror in my quarters. My spotless white armor is perfect. I slide my helmet onto my head and stand up straight, gripping my two blasters in their holsters. The image of the Empire. I resume pacing, since I cannot sleep, even if I wanted to. 

Two hours later, I leave my room andwalk down to the hanger of the Star destroyer. My troopers are already there, and the shuttle is waiting. As I walk up the ramp, they follow.

submitted by Lyra
(March 19, 2018 - 12:14 pm)

TOP PLEASE!

submitted by Top
(March 20, 2018 - 3:31 pm)

TOP! Can someone please post?!

submitted by Top
(March 23, 2018 - 10:06 pm)

Soon, soon! *coughIhaveissueswithovercommittingcough*

submitted by Aspen
(March 24, 2018 - 12:48 pm)

Come on guys, please?

submitted by A dejected top
(March 28, 2018 - 5:37 pm)