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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 4:45 pm
Mos Osno, dusk. A ship, a freighter, takes off from a landing pad, its destination, undecided.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 11:50 am
Beggers Canyon Kai has been traveling for four days through the wilderness of Tatooine. He didnt know where he was. He kept walking in the same direction, letting his instincts guide him.
"GOD! Where the heck am I!" He shouted, not expecting anyone to answer.
"Well, at least the sand storms arent as bad in the canyon as they were out on the flat land."
He found a cave for refuge. Starting the fire, using his fire starter kit, he layed his stuff down, and skimmed the sands for something that he could eat.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:56 pm
Harlot drove to another bar and parked his Vehicle. He stepped out his Vechicle loading his guns up. He takes a glance at the bar
" HQ I have reached the Root Bar I am entering the Bar. Starting search for any Jedi. " Said Harlot steping inside the Root Bar.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2005 5:12 pm
Eika's ship landed in a docking bay. She had a contact here who could tell her about the hologram she had found. She walked to a shop where she left a note to him. She would meet him in a cantina caled the root bar half a klick away. As she entered the cantina a landspeeder parked and a man steped out with two blasters. She decided to take a seat in a spot with a good solid table that could take blaster fire with ease.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2005 8:08 am
City Streets
Stealth walked casually down the city's avenues--if they could even be called that. It was windy, and sand blew by his head. His black mask was pulled up over his nose, just under his eyes. People were hustling and bustling from one place to another, either not noticing or ignoreing the precariously dressed young man. Stealth's black pouch was slung over his back, carrying the surprisingly light, unassembled Tusken rifle. Passing by a bar, Stealth noticed a very fine speeder out of the corner of his eye. His body stopped, but his legs kept moving. He nearly fell, but caught his balance, and strolled over like it was nothin' special. He bent down, and sort of turned his head over, peering at the engine. I bet I could manage this one pretty easily....but that would be theft.... He decided he'd just take something it didn't need, rather than the entire thing. Standing up, Stealth took a look at what the owner had. To the kid's surprise, it was mainly blaster bolts. "Whoa...maybe I shouldn't..." Curiousity killed the cat.... "But maybe those are the same caliber as my gun..." He began to ponder on just how he'd get those out before he met the unhappy owner.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 6:53 pm
The Force Spirit just arrived. Wondering through the streets of the living. He senses great force powers among the citizen here. great victim for him to feed upon. Their anger, their hatred, their desire to survive and despair in fear. And one man caught his attention. A warrior in black mask. An assassin... THe Force Spirit could not help but smile.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 7:37 am
Stealth had already checked if the doors were locked, and all the windows were up. No luck here, sadly.... He sighed; the more he looked at those bullets the more he wanted them. Couldn't be too careful out here. He shifted the pouch on his back over, and held the strap by his shoulder. His "saber staff" was in his right hand, giving it the appearance of a normal walking stick--or at least that's how it looked now, the suns ((I believe there's two, but not sure)) setting off over the dunes. Turning in defeat, his eyes stopped on a man--mommoth in size, or at least compared to Stealth. From under the man's black hood, his eyes shone. Stealth became uneasy; the man was clearly staring at him. The boy just turned to the side, and began walking towards the inner city. His hand clutched the home-made lightsaber, and Stealth kept his awarness up higher than usual. Creepy....
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 7:42 am
The Force Spirit followed. He knew the man before him cannot see him. But all Force Users can sense him. He gave a creepy smile to himself, something he knew was invisible to the rest of the world. He rose his hand to swipe through the hair of the Assassin, let a cold deathening tingle p***k the skin of his... Victim...
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 7:49 am
Stealth jumped at the touch of the one he feared. He didn't turn, he didn't run, he just kept walking. His pace still quickened, though. The footsteps of the man growing more and more loud, all the young man could do was hope it didn't have to come to "it". Soon he passed the center of the city, and headed toward the dune sea. No turns, not even saying "Sorry" to the people he ran into, Stealth walked a straight line, and his head was turned to the ground.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 12:00 pm
Celes' bedroom door began to open but before there would be enough space for anything to come into her room, she jumped out of bed and held the door shut. She was in human like pajamas and her redish brown hair wasn't tied up. She spoke in what sounded like gibberish to the jawa just standing outside her door. "I'll be out in a minute. I'll meet everyone outside!" Celes had told it and waiting for it to leave. She sighed and then began to get dressed. She put her hair up, put on her robe, but lifted the hood over her head. She ran outside of her bedroom and outside of the sandcrawler. She stood a group of three but decided she would go searching for scrap metal on her own today. The jawas insisted to stay in a group but she said her good byes and left with her ionization blaster in her hand.
She travelled through the dunes picking up random pieces of metal but there was nothing that looked worth while to her. Celes sighed and kept on walking. Celes made her way and finally realized that there was a human city was near by. She circled the area she was in looking for any droids or metal.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 1:06 pm
It was morning. Jet awoke, feeling the day's bright suns warm him. He got dressed, then walked around the house, checking his surroundings. Jet had very, very limited force powers, only being able to sense things here and there. He sensed the kid, and found his room. He shook him, waking him up.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 3:13 pm
(( Who did you wake up Le cripples? Just wanted to know cause I see any boy characters sleeping in the thread and it got me kind of confused that you were talking about my character. >_< ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:50 pm
(( it was me.))
Zackaroth woke up quickly. " Im up...get ready. Meet me downstairs in a few minutes. I need to get the speeder bikes out." he said as he got up.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 8:19 pm
Anouther influx of new force members surrounding the land of Tatoonie. Forsaken took a look around, just afar is the he could see a small mark of sandcrawler. He never have much love for the Jawas, but he could nonetheless sense that there is a strong force in one... That perhaps aint really a Jawa. But he decided back to transfix upon the first prey. He raise another hand brush through the back of its victim. This time even more obvious than ever. A burning cold in the scorching desert...
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 5:58 am
Stealth felt the stranger again. He broke into a run, for they were now by the open desert. Passing through the gate, where it was safe to do so, he lit up his saber. The glow at this time ((close to night, my other post was sun set)) made his position obvious, but after the first dune, he'd turn it off. A sad attempt to lose him, but then again, he knew this place better than the city.
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