Star Wars: A Final Hope (OOC/Signups)[/OPEN]

[Danceria]

Before I post, is the Crucible around Dagobah?

[Ormata]

Before I post, is the Crucible around Dagobah?

Why would a major space station be orbiting Dagobah, a general backwater? Why would a peace treaty be signed well within Coalition space?

[Danceria]

Before I post, is the Crucible around Dagobah?

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.

[Gerdon Laughis]

Hey, my character feels the same way. At least our characters can have something to talk about.

You’re the Sith Lord? You still need an apprentice?

If Pona gets accepted he'll be in the market for an apprentice

[Danceria]

You’re the Sith Lord? You still need an apprentice?

If Pona gets accepted he'll be in the market for an apprentice

[R E D A C T E D F O R S P O I L E R S]

[Gerdon Laughis]

If Pona gets accepted he'll be in the market for an apprentice

[R E D A C T E D F O R S P O I L E R S]

Think of it, the Big Bad of the Sith, the jedi go to fight him, role up in the compound and find a Giant Evil Slug

[Danceria]

[R E D A C T E D F O R S P O I L E R S]

Think of it, the Big Bad of the Sith, the jedi go to fight him, role up in the compound and find a Giant Evil Slug

I guess.

[The Valyria Empire]

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.

Nice pun. What do you have in mind? You just gonna waltz into my ship or something?

[Ormata]

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.

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.

[Whalestron]

The APP
Name: Eris Dentae
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Allegiance paid to: Herself/employer
Rank: Mercenary, previously Sith apprentice
Appearance: https://ibb.co/nmAM9y
Personality: Eris is undeniably cold and tense most of the time. She has a hard time making friends or allies, as she’s used to playing the role of brutal killer. She has a short temper that can be easily exploited.
Force Sensitive: Yes
Skills/Powers: Standard Sith apprentice force abilities / Her lightsaber form is form 7, Juyo.
Weaponry: A red lightsaber, DL-44 blaster
Ship: A class 720 freighter
Biography:

Eris was born into a poor family in the lower levels of Coruscant. She learned common criminal acts, from picking pockets to swiping items from unlocked homes. Her parents abandoned her, leaving her to completely fend for herself. Not too long after, when she was around eight or nine years old, a hooded man picked her up off the streets. He had offered her the ability to change her entire life.

Eris, of course, accepted. The young girl was taken onto the man's ship. He revealed to her he was a Sith master. He explained to Eris that she had a power deep inside her, telling her that through training, she could learn to harness this power and bring those around her to her knees.

Having never known anything but being pushed around, the curious Eris took him up on his offer and began training under him. The Sith taught her to unlock the dark side of the force little by little. Eris became obsessed with training. The minute she made her lightsaber, she demanded she be allowed to duel her master with it. He easily won, Eris still having much to learn.

Time passed and Eris's master became more bold with their missions, from strong arming villages into paying their taxes to assassinating political figures, the riskier the job, the riskier it was to stay out in the open. Their jobs caught up with them, Eris's master being caught by the Hutts. He was assassinated aboard their freighter ship while Eris watched. Once he died, she murdered everyone aboard in a fit of rage.

Eris fled and went into hiding, reemerging as a mercenary to work for anyone who had enough money to buy her loyalty.

RP Example:

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.”

[Jedi Council]

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.

[Ormata]

Here I was, planning on Urti meeting the two people on Taris. Rip.

[Illegal Planets]

Coming off a 3 day ban, i'll have something up today.

[Nuxipal]

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.

That's perfectly fine. The anomaly we could have found very easily could just be Shan's crashed ship. It probably had plenty of jedi and a powerful force signature imprinted on it simply from how many jedi were in contact with it over a short period of time.

[New Minitopia]

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

[G-Tech Corporation]

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.

This is very true. One of TechProc’s priorities would probably be preventing such technology from proliferating. I should probably assign some assets that way as well.

[New Minitopia]

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?

[G-Tech Corporation]

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?

Patience, friend. Not everyone necessarily lives in your time zone

[New Minitopia]

Hello, Jedi Council, Ormata?

Patience, friend. Not everyone necessarily lives in your time zone

I live in Britain, i notice, I just want them to understand i'm sorry for my brash and rude behaviour on the chat

[New Minitopia]

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

[New Minitopia]

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

What does everyone think!

[Ormata]

I think I do not want you in this game. Apologies mean little when words are cheap and I do not accept yours.

[New Minitopia]

I think I do not want you in this game. Apologies mean little when words are cheap and I do not accept yours.

Honestly, i am so sorry, i lashed out and i understand i did a horrible thing, but please, i will never do it again

[Illegal Planets]

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.

[New Minitopia]

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.

I'm not one for long apps