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by Danceria » Thu Jul 05, 2018 11:49 am
by Ormata » Thu Jul 05, 2018 12:09 pm
Danceria wrote:Before I post, is the Crucible around Dagobah?
by Danceria » Thu Jul 05, 2018 12:10 pm
by Gerdon Laughis » Thu Jul 05, 2018 12:30 pm
by Danceria » Thu Jul 05, 2018 12:34 pm
by Gerdon Laughis » Thu Jul 05, 2018 12:36 pm
by Danceria » Thu Jul 05, 2018 12:46 pm
by The Valyria Empire » Thu Jul 05, 2018 4:48 pm
Danceria wrote:Ormata wrote:
Why would a major space station be orbiting Dagobah, a general backwater? Why would a peace treaty be signed well within Coalition space?
Because I'm interested in butting heads with our Fel-low (*badum-tss*) and his reach is either very far, or that there is a VIP station in orbit around Dagobah.
by Ormata » Thu Jul 05, 2018 4:51 pm
by Whalestron » Thu Jul 05, 2018 7:12 pm
Whalestron wrote:Sarah Osborne
Orient Police Department
Despite the Infinites' collective decision to hunt down the criminal, Sarah had a slip only Calculator could sign to confirm that Sarah had indeed existed within five feet of him in the past week. She parked her motorcycle, a prize she’d won at a fair some time following the events in space, outside of the Orient police department building. She had her plan figured out; claim she was Calculator's lawyer and get him to sign her sheet. Smiling confidently, Sarah entered the building.
There was an aura of confidence around Sarah as she marched in, all the heads turned to look at her, besides the secretary who was busying herself in work. The truth is, Sarah Osborne had been in a particularly well known high school performance of the musical Les Miserables, having been the third prostitute from the left. She was confident in her acting abilities. She quickly crossed the marble floor which was audible from the heels of her shoes. Sarah paused at the front desk, rapping her nails on the counter.
The secretary looked up, then down, then up again. She was clearly perplexed by this sudden entrance of such an elegant college age student. “I’m the Captain's attorney.” Said Sarah.
Such an attorney must not have been heard of around these parts, because the lady only nodded slightly, her eyes lowered in a questioning stare. Sarah wasted no time in plopping down an ID card on the desk, sliding it over. Unbeknownst to her, it was her Donkin Donuts punchcard, which had two mark punches before she’d receive a free medium sized drink. She was too caught up in the moment to notice, of course.
“I'll let them know you’re here.” The lady said before speaking into a walkie-talkie, announcing the attorney of Captain Calculator had arrived despite the fact that no one had called an attorney for Captain Calculator.
The officer that entered the room held an expression of boredom, which soon turned to puzzlement as he spotted Sarah. “Er...” he began.
“I’m Wimbly's lawyer,” Sarah said confidently. She began to stroll by him when he’d caught her by the arm. Sarah looked up at him, he clearly was not buying her act at all.
“Listen, I don’t buy your act at all,” he confirmed.
Sarah yanked her arm away, letting it fall to her side. She was bummed, both because she wouldn’t be getting that signature and she was confident that Les Miserables experience must have given her at least some acting skills. Though it probably didn’t help that she was wearing her prostitute costume, which made her look like a peacock that had escaped a prom-themed thanksgiving. Sarah left without further comment, the officer letting her go without any real fight. Too much paperwork.
Sarah hopped on her bike, dialing a number into her phone.
“Hey, Glitch? I’m on my way to the hospital.”
by Jedi Council » Thu Jul 05, 2018 11:39 pm
The Huskar Social Union wrote:Jedi Council is in fact, the big gay... The lord of all gays.
by Nuxipal » Fri Jul 06, 2018 5:43 am
Jedi Council wrote:Just a heads up to Nuxipal and Gerdon Laughis, for future reference, please refrain from traveling via lightspeed in one post. It speeds things up a little too fast, and kinda paints Brusia and I into a corner at the moment, as we were about to actually leave Ilum.
by New Minitopia » Fri Jul 06, 2018 6:21 am
by G-Tech Corporation » Fri Jul 06, 2018 6:22 am
Ormata wrote:The Valyria Empire wrote:Nice pun. What do you have in mind? You just gonna waltz into my ship or something?
Speaking of which, I've just realized that I should be hunting the man who survived Eriadu. After all...the survival of an Imperious-class as an independent and terrorist vessel is unacceptable. I'll be seeing ya.
by New Minitopia » Fri Jul 06, 2018 7:14 am
New Minitopia wrote:I just came to say i am so sorry for my irrational and frankly stupid, childish behaviour, just i was tired and had been trying all day, and i was a bit exasperated, please forgive me, i will try and write a new, non-offensive application
by G-Tech Corporation » Fri Jul 06, 2018 7:23 am
New Minitopia wrote:New Minitopia wrote:I just came to say i am so sorry for my irrational and frankly stupid, childish behaviour, just i was tired and had been trying all day, and i was a bit exasperated, please forgive me, i will try and write a new, non-offensive application
Hello, Jedi Council, Ormata?
by New Minitopia » Fri Jul 06, 2018 7:24 am
by New Minitopia » Fri Jul 06, 2018 8:46 am
by New Minitopia » Fri Jul 06, 2018 8:47 am
New Minitopia wrote:The APP
Name: Arin Sli
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Allegiance paid to: Jedi Order
Rank: Jedi Knight
Appearance: Human. Brown, short hair that looks like he's been hit by a lightning strike, and ends at the back of his neck, and a slight stubble from the lack of facilities in his ship. He has a striking blue right eye, whilst the other is now grey from damage and is blind, and a large scar from a Rancor claw, which also caused his left eye to lose his sight. He is of medium height and is well-built and dexterous from his Jedi training. He wears a tan shirt and trousers under neath his brown and black robe, with black boots with a lining made to help deal with his foot, crippled in a accident involving a Dewback. He has another scar running from his left shoulder blade to the bottom right of his back after someone replaced his opponents training sabre with a real one. His clothes are quite ripped and torn from time and damage.
Personality: He is kind and gentle to people, and sometimes gives people too many second chances, and often try's to help out with poor and other jedi. He can sometimes come of to be rude, but thats just because he is quite clumsy socially. He can often be blackmailed if innocent lives are at risk. He does have some dark side pulls, like when he sees the innocent and peaceful slaughtered. In which case he spares no mercy. Often can be found haggling for a lower price for ship repairs, as getting into scrapes about forgetting payments is common
Force Sensitive: Y
Skills/Powers: LightSaber form four or otherwise called Otaru. Force jump, Mind trick, Farsight, He is a Semi-decent pilot, but has tendencies to get aerophobic. He has perfected his numerous force abilities, and as such has enhanced his senses to otherworldly levels. He despises using blaster pistols, but is ok with the use of Sniper blasters, and is a excellent demolitionist.
Weaponry: A blue standard lightsaber with a yellow crystal, A Vibro-blade similar to ones used by BX type battle droids. A Mandilorian sniper rifle, taken of a assassin. A few thermal detonators and thermal implorers, with some gas grenades. He also posses a R2 series droid, he found it in a scrapyard.
Ship: A repurposed Ex-imperial Gozanti-class cruiser, painted in brown, red and beige. They removed for tie docking in favour of some under wings cannons, and a few bunks for a larger power cell, but apart from those changes it has a fairly standard compliment.
Biography: Arin was abandoned as a baby on Coruscant. After hearing a babies cries, a Jedi master knight by the name of R'ouin !Kwane, and was taken into the Jedi Academy, and after consulting the Council, the baby was found to possess a large force presence, his education and training was always truing to push him to the brink, but even at a young age, he was always fascinated by maps of the galaxy. He excelled at basic light sabre training, and as time went on, so did his force power grow.
By the time he was 16, he possessed power on a scale that were last seen in a young Obi-wan Kenobi. Never the less, he still kept on trying to improve, particularly in flying, but he was being troubled by flashbacks of his birth and first few days. He went to the Council about this, and they conferred to him that he was the child of a unknown dark-side user. Horrified by this, Arun became much more reclusive, and aside from training, many Jedi never saw him. After about two more years, Arin ascended from being !Kwane's pupil to being his equal, and was granted a position guarding trade in a retro-fitted Gozani cruiser.
Arin was reluctant to accept this position, but his old master told him to do as such, and it was this that saved his life. Arin bonded quickly with his crew, and they appreciated a fresh voice, as it is a very lonely job. Then they received a message from Coruscant, and after listening to it, Arin ran into his quarters and locked the door. His Proxy-father/mentor R'ouin !Kwane had been killed in line of duty, as more operatives for rouge agencies started gaining technology able to make a Jedi struggle.
This relegation reveals the first time Arin had been tempted to the Dark, and his eyes turned yellow for a few seconds,and screamed in protest, which shook the ship and temporarily disabled the engines and communicator. He started building a mask in secret, and now is seeking to join the Dark Order.
RP Example: BTW I am having to write one out: After the fleet arrived at Samus, the Clan leader consulted his council. " LOOK, we have to colonise this one, we can't keep on running, they'll eventually find us. Flying and running will do nothing! All we are doing are wasting materials that could be used to stop the Horde! If you don't believe i'm right, you get a escape pod to keep on moving, understood?"
The more elderly of the council grumbled a bit, but no one out right denied him, until a young minister shouted, " Lazy bastard, we'll die if you don-" The Clan leader looked the boy in the eye and whispered through his mask, "Understand?" Then let him drop, his sword buried deep in the lads chest.
Notes: Has untapped potenital
by New Minitopia » Fri Jul 06, 2018 9:16 am
Ormata wrote:I think I do not want you in this game. Apologies mean little when words are cheap and I do not accept yours.
by Illegal Planets » Fri Jul 06, 2018 9:19 am
Ormata wrote:I think I do not want you in this game. Apologies mean little when words are cheap and I do not accept yours.
by New Minitopia » Fri Jul 06, 2018 9:22 am
Illegal Planets wrote:Ormata wrote:I think I do not want you in this game. Apologies mean little when words are cheap and I do not accept yours.
I wasn't going to put it so bluntly. I figured Jedi or Brusia would deal with it, but my advice for you is this: spend more time fleshing out your bio on future apps. It can be fun to really flesh out a character you like. Factor in weaknesses in your personality and character. Spend less time insulting people when you get upset, and spend more time on your character building. I, for one, was interested to hear how your character gained his scars, particularly the one from the Rancor. Good luck to you.
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