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| What are you more afraid of? |
| Sith (Not wimpy Anakin) |
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7% |
[ 1 ] |
| Jedi (Not Sissy Luke) |
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0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Clowns o_O |
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38% |
[ 5 ] |
| Vegetables (Ok, seriously! Who would put something as stupid as this in a poll?) |
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15% |
[ 2 ] |
| I'm not afraid of anything! |
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15% |
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| I'm not afraid to be a pollwhore! |
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23% |
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 Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 11:45 am
((Well, if you want you can lead the group on Tanaab somewhere instead of waiting for Xeron to post. And hideyyo, what planet are you on right now?))
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 12:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 12:36 pm
((srry for not posting sooner sweatdrop ))
Xeron began walking after the grey jedi on rout to the city of Pandath in the growing twilight. After a few minutes of walking Xeron finally caught up with Monkuta. "We should be in Pandath by nightfall, my friend," the falleen said casually, "And I do hope that that Z fellow catches up." Shrugging off futhar conversation, Xeron picked up his pace, for he was getting quite anxious to get the mission over with.
Roughly half an hour later, the bright urban sprawls of Pandath came into view. "Ah! We're finally here!" Xeron said when he saw the lowset buildings bordering the city. "We will be entering into the farmer's bazaar district," he stated to Monkuta.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 12:36 pm
((Well, you're either on Ryloth or Tanaab.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 12:55 pm
Monkuta smiled. "Excellent. I love farmers. Some of them are so funny when they get angry. But let's not seem like tourists for too long. We should get this done quickly if we wish to meet our friends in this lifetime," he said quietly and calmly as civilians began to pass by around them with suspicious eyes. "I'll let you lead, as you know more about the mission than I." He fingered his lightsaber beneath his robes, sensing a disturbance nearby. He took a deep breath and glanced at Xeron, wondering if he felt it too.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 1:37 pm
((Fine, I am on Tanaab))
The Gamorrean grunted, then spat out a loogie. He pulled out his Lightclub, and turned it on, the purple light casting a sickening glow to his face. "I'm ready to *snort* fight," said the Gamorrean, swinging the lightclub, and got in the Shii Cho stance. He moved the lightsaber smoothly, looking like a bulky item was cutting through the air.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 2:55 pm
~The lead Blood Carver lowered his gun, while the other two continued to move in, closing distance to point-blank. Pareen was still focused on the leader. "Don't you have somewhere else to be?" He said, trying to sound more commanding than he was. No sooner had the words come out of his mouth than the sound of Carbines charging in stereo came from behind. "You're in no position for a fight. Give us the fuzzy one and be on your way" The leader said to the Jedi.~
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 3:11 pm
((I love the sound of Charged carbines in the morning!))
"I don't think that's going to work with me", Reimos said in a casual tone. He quickly swept his left foot out in front of him, then pulled it to the right. He tripped the Blood Carver, along with a guard next to him. Then he stuck his lightsaber right through the collar of the vest the Carver was wearing, pinning it to the ground. "How about we negotiate", he said even calmer than before. He put his finger over the trigger of the saber, toying with it. "Whaddaya' say?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 3:29 pm
The other three guards were about to charge Reimos when... "I don't think you want to do that." Kaen said from behind two guards. A Tonfa in each hand the lightsaber blades an inch away from the two guards necks.
"Yea." Kisuke said, the red blade hidden on his wrist barely touching the third guards neck. "Look master, all healed...what's goin on here?"
"Just sit back and watch my young padawan." Kaen replied. With these three guards held back Reimos would have the time to negotiate.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 4:03 pm
((And now for the rest of Asmaria's dream/memory))
"Axi Nyru, this is for what you did to my master!" the Jedi with the green lightsaber said, taking his weapon out of Asmaria's teacher, leaving her on the ground, reeling in pain from the mortal wound. The Jedi let out a cruel laugh as his unsuspecting prey took her last breath.
Asmaria let out a growl and narrowed her eyes at the Jedi. Her growl grew slowly into a roar as she summoned her saber and her teacher's saber into her hand, activating both in her fury, her face lit up on one side by violet light, on the other side by pink light.
"DIE, JEDI SCUM!" Asmaria roared as she awoke, jumping off the bed and into a Form V stance, breathing heavily as she looked about her, then suddenly realizing that not only were her lightsabers still in their holsters, she was not on the ice planet Hoth, but in the medic's on Ord Mantell, with a group of Jedi that had most likely heard the scream. She decided to play it off as if it had never happened, walking out of her room, avoiding the strange looks the medical droid at the counter was giving her.
"Crazy humans." the droid muttered to itself in the droid language of beeps and whirrs.
Asmaria, of course, didn't need a translator to understand the droid, but she shrugged it off for now, stepping outside to see the group she was with confronting a group of insectoid aliens. "Erm... what's going on?" she asked Reimos, summoning her violet lightsaber to her hand and holding it out in front of her in Form III style.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 4:22 pm
((I think Asmaria is on something *sniff* *sniff*))
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 4:41 pm
The Gamorrean, Nedel Roton, often talked to himself. And in Gamorrese. He learned Galactic Basic, but he deemed that language unnecessary. He was standing in front of a full-length mirror, the Lightclub looking very bulky in his extremely large hands. The noises startled everybody in the other rooms of the hotel. "Keep it down!" screamed one Twi'lek, resting after a day of hustling in the cantinas. Nedel retracted his Lightclub, and walked outside. The planet of Tanaab remind him often of his home planet of Gamorr. He strapped his Lightclub to his belt, and looked out past the hostel into the foresty planet of Tanaab.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 5:50 pm
((Hideyo, while I have no personal issues, I think you're relying too much on Gorc for your character. Few (and I mean VERY FEW) Gamorreans ever gained power of the force. The lightclub is rare, and the only recorded use was by Gorc. Both Nedel and Gorc both have the same history of attempting to become a jedi and failing, which is another rare occurance (sp on that?). It's a bit suspicious. No problems with it, but try to steer away from the cosplay that your dancing on the line of.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 6:08 pm
(It is true that VERY few Gammoreans were force-sensitive...and that a lightclub is a rare object and i agree with Bagel Lord on this...just try not to make Nedel to much like Gorc and everything should be fine.)
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 6:36 pm
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