After Endor: A Star Wars RP (IC/Signups on OOC)

[The Apocalyptic Surivivors]

This is the IC! So... let the Roleplaying commence!

OOC

[Totulga]

Anya was siting on her knees hers eyes closed as she meditated. The metal binders that kept her wrists together cut into he arms, a minor inconvenience but none the less an annoyance that did everything it could to distract her from her thoughts. She kept going over that plan in her head, a simple enough idea really. The problem was the unwanted Imperial intervention of an inquisitor.

While she had no trouble in dealing with normal Imperial interrogators the Inquisitor was another story. He was an expert in cracking force users, in making those of sound mind talk despite all of their best efforts to perform the contrary. He was something unforeseen, a problem that would have to be dealt with sooner rather than later. She turned her thoughts inward once more, "an other obstacle that she would have to over come".

The door opened with a hydraulic hiss and she opened her eyes. The room looked as most imperial detention rooms looked, dark Durasteel plates with a slightly lighter coloring of grey that represented the door. Dim flicking lights that make it impossible to get any rest and gave headaches if looked at for too long. It was a sight she had become all to familiar with over the past 20 years. Not all in one large chunk mind you, a few days here, a week there, it wasn't exactly a long time but she had seen enough of them to know just how much she hated them.

She looked up and saw the three men walk inside, two wore the glistening white armor of the Imperial Storm troopers. Originally these men had all been clones, many friends of her master during the war that would bare their name. Now however they were natural born men, often sent to Imperial academies that were scattered across the Empire. She gave herself a brief smile at the thought, be it Republic or Empire, class was everything.

The third man was different, he was dressed in black and wore a thick coat and leather gloves. He skin was pale as that of a ghost and his eyes yellow and wide. The Inquisitor stepped into the room and spoke, "so my dear girl," he said girl as if it was some kind of disease that he would rather not repeat the name of in polite conversation, "I think it is time for you to stop these petty games. After our last session together I am sure that you can see the futility of your situation." He stepped forward and cupped her chin in his hand and forcing her head up so that he could look her in the eyes. Her red hair drifted into her face and she blue it out of the way, she wanted to look him to see that she was not afraid.

"You know, he continued, I do not enjoy this anymore that you do," he let go and her head fell back down to her chest already exhausted from her last session with him. "But," he continued pacing from one side of the cell to just behind her, "if you will not talked to me, then how can I help you." His had slammed into the back of her head forcing her forward,. Stars appeared inform of her eyes and she laid there on the floor too stunned to move.

"Oh come now get up get up," he grabbed her by the hair and raised her to her feet. "You see, I already know why you are here," well it wouldn't take a rancor long to figure it out either so he was bound to at some point. "You will never see Jedi Master Ka' ma Suhl. She is safely tucked away just like yourself," he said half walking half dragging her around the cell, she felt like he was going to tear her hair out. "To be perfectly honest, we do not care why you are here, we only wish to know where your dear master is." He through her against the far wall and she struggle to get up, 'well I am sure I don't need all eight of these ribs, she thought to herself.

She pushed herself onto her feet and said, "well if you are looking for him, just check behind you." The door flew open with a hiss and everyone trended to face it. Taking the opportunity she sent the storm troopers flying against a bulkhead with a force push and then drew in her light saber from the inquisitors side. She activated it and cut her bindings and with her arms now free shoved the inquisitor against the far wall. She run threw the door and slammed it shut behind her destroying the control panel in a single elegant movement. "Took you long enough," she said to her self and started to run to the maximum security detention center.

[The Apocalyptic Surivivors]

As the beaten-down city burned around him and stormtroopers fell to their knees, Darth Mirtis was glad that he would be off this war-torn hellhole of a planet soon. The Council of Darths had sent him to help take Garel, or Garei, a planet in the Lothal System. This was dangerously close to the territory of the new Clone Federation, but the Sith were willing to take it. As he thought, two Imperial AT-ST's moved towards him, blasters firing. Tired of deflecting shots, he unleashed a flow of rage in the form of a terrible storm of Sith Lightning. The walkers collapsed, as did every trooper within a hundred feet of him. Using The Force to jump fifty feet up to the roof of one of the few buildings still standing, he decapitated and impaled several scouts and snipers. He then force-choked another until he no longer gagged, and was about to cut another in half before he felt a slight disturbance twelve meters away. A trooper was holding up a thermal detonator. Force-pushing his initial target off the roof, he used the force to mimic the forces created by a thumb pushing down on a button. Forty more troopers were engulfed in the rolling fireball that erupted from the small, yet deadly, ball of metal and explosives. Half-molten pieces of trooper armor rained down around him, making dull clanking noises as they hit the dusty ground. It was safe to say that the city had been secured. Good thing, too, for it had taken nearly ten hours of fighting and had cost the life of a Sith Warrior. However, that was a tiny fraction of the many hundreds of troopers and civilians who had died in flames that day. Despite the atrocities of the battle, Darth Mirtis was not disgusted, horrified, or even uneasy. In fact, the heat of battle and the smell of death made him feel... rejuvenated.

[The Conclucid Order]

On the planet of Ket a man is running in the sand with a blaster, he is being followed by a few imperial troopers, he needs to warn the Grand King-Marshall, so he jumps in a trench and fires a few lasers at the Imperial Troopers, some of them fall, he remembers that their was a radio for them, he turns on his small shoulder radio.

"Grand King-Marshall Vill! Their is a battalion of Imperial Troopers marching towards the west part of the HQ!" then almost instantly he gives the command, then I see some of the federation troops join me at the trench, we start firing at the Imperials, they get into position and fire back, we're in a firefight, not paying attention to my behind I shoot at the Imperials. Then out of no where a shot comes my way and hits my radio, I duck instantly and realize nothing happened that was very important, and go back to shoot, then once they are dead I look at the situation, I notice a bunch of ally troopers are dead, then out of no where a few Imperial Space-craft come and shoot up the area, I duck in the trench and two shipfulls of Imperial troopers charge the trench, and we go back into the shoot-out luckily the Grand King-Marshall sent over some space-craft of our own, giving the sky the color green or red, and on the ground more troops come in on all trenches, and a siege has become, many imperials are attacking the area, though the question is, how did they get through? But before I can figure this out in my head a big laser comes near me and I get knocked unconscious.

Later on I wake up in a bed, without a left leg, though because of my bravery luckily the doctor got me a robotic leg, it feels weird, then the doctor puts on armor over the lost foot, then I fall back asleep for a few hours. Then I wake up again, and I am let out, the doctor tells me to get walking, and be used to it, it'll take about a week until you are good to fight. So i get up, and walking to my quarters, they're small just like in the Second Death Star, so I go back to bed, because it is late, and the next day I go walking around going through the same thing over and over again, as usual, though only with a robotic leg.

[Asukunari]

As the beaten-down city burned around him and stormtroopers fell to their knees, Darth Mirtis was glad that he would be off this war-torn hellhole of a planet soon. The Council of Darths had sent him to help take Garel, or Garei, a planet in the Lothal System. This was dangerously close to the territory of the new Clone Federation, but the Sith were willing to take it. As he thought, two Imperial AT-ST's moved towards him, blasters firing. Tired of deflecting shots, he unleashed a flow of rage in the form of a terrible storm of Sith Lightning. The walkers collapsed, as did every trooper within a hundred feet of him. Using The Force to jump fifty feet up to the roof of one of the few buildings still standing, he decapitated and impaled several scouts and snipers. He then force-choked another until he no longer gagged, and was about to cut another in half before he felt a slight disturbance twelve meters away. A trooper was holding up a thermal detonator. Force-pushing his initial target off the roof, he used the force to mimic the forces created by a thumb pushing down on a button. Forty more troopers were engulfed in the rolling fireball that erupted from the small, yet deadly, ball of metal and explosives. Half-molten pieces of trooper armor rained down around him, making dull clanking noises as they hit the dusty ground. It was safe to say that the city had been secured. Good thing, too, for it had taken nearly ten hours of fighting and had cost the life of a Sith Warrior. However, that was a tiny fraction of the many hundreds of troopers and civilians who had died in flames that day. Despite the atrocities of the battle, Darth Mirtis was not disgusted, horrified, or even uneasy. In fact, the heat of battle and the smell of death made him feel... rejuvenated.

Kaala was walking through the burned city, noticing all the charred skeletons that litter the road, the abandoned buildings, the burning fires that devour the once glorious city. She was a bit sickened and depressed about it, as it reminded her of her village during the raid, the one that killed her broken mother.

Suddenly, she hears the sound of destruction going on deeper in the city, "Damn, Darth Mirtis must be having a lot of fun." Kaala says, she knows that Darth Mirtis is ruthless, she knows that it would take a very long time for her to get on his level, despite being with The Sith since a young age. She grips her lightsabers tightly, and begins to run to the source of destruction.

However, she is stopped by ten troopers, all holding blasters, they pointed them at her, "Stop right there, Sith scum, do not try to do anything stupid, this city is swarmed by Storm Troopers! You don't stand a chance!" one of them shouts at her, suddenly, Kaala lifts her right arm up, smiling cynically. "Fools, you have earned yourselves a place among the rubbish!" She shouts, suddenly, one of the Storm Troopers loses a grip on his blaster, it flies out of his hands and lands in Kaala's right hand. "No! Everyone fire no-" the Storm Trooper tries to say, but he is shot in the chest by his own blaster, Kaala proceeds to shoot two more troopers in the same area, before throwing the blaster to the side, she then activates both her lightsabers.

"Everyone, open fire!" a Storm Trooper yells, and the remaining Storm Troopers do just that. Kaala uses her great agility to jump upwards and dodge the blasts, she then lands on a Storm Trooper and jams one of her lightsabers into his throat, the Troopers turn their attention to her, aiming their blasters, but Kaala throws her other lightsaber to the right, and uses the force to bring it back to her, cutting three Troopers in half at the waist.

She then takes her other lightsaber out of the dead Trooper's throat, and kicks his corpse down, the remaining three Troopers look in horror, she then uses the force to bring all three of the Trooper's blasters towards her, she casually crushes them and lets the scraps fall down to the earth, the Troopers try to run away, but Kaala uses the force to throw both her lightsabers at them, they slash right through the necks of two Troopers, decapitating them, and then controls them to cut the last Trooper's right hand off, she brings her lightsabers back and walks over to the Trooper, who is crying in agony.

"I told you, you and your gang of fools earned a place in the rubbish." She tells him, before delivering a mighty stomp on his neck, breaking it, she then continues walking with her two lightsabers.

[Totulga]

Anya was running down the hall as fast as her legs could take her, each step making a small echo as her boots hit the durasteel flooring. She could imagine some imperial officer talking to an admiral giving him a tour of the facility and saying, "sir we spared no expense." She came to the door and sensed two figures behind it. She lit up her light saber and stabbed it through the metal door frame, it was ruined than the rest of the walls on the corridor and the plasma struck right through impairing one of the storm troops through the chest. She then twisted her arm and swept left citing the other trooper in two. "Except on the doors," she continued the officers monologue, "those were pretty cheap".

She forced the doors open with a sweep of her hand and ran over to the console. She began hammering at the screens until she found what she was looking for. "Two blocks over cell number 4859," she said to herself to help her remember. The far bulkhead opened and two more storm troopers entered the room along with an imperial officer, "probably the guy who purchased the doors," she thought.

In one elegant move she through her left arm out and hit them with a force blast that pinned them against the far bulkhead. In the same motion she ignited and threw her light saber at the one on the far right. It spun towards them and the beam sliced through both flesh and Durasteel decapitating the trio. She pulled the blade back to her self and returned it to her belt before bounding through the door they had just entered from towards cell block Delta and cell number 4859.