Topic: RPG: Age of Skywalker

Shiv stepped foward.  He was a bit more familiar with the place than the others.

<I am Shiv.  This is Master Tanis.  And Kharn.  We rescued him off a moon nearby.>

This new human regarded him quizzically and...

((Don't know if Aegob speaks shyriiwook.  Shall wait an see.))

(Aegob speak it so dont worry)
"Kharn why were you on that plant and need rescuing? and who do i look like?" aegob asked

((For a supposedly extremely rare form of lightsaber combat we sure have a lot of Vapaad users.  I thought it died out when Mace and his apprentice died.  And then Juyo was more Sith.  But it kind of died out until Maul.  It's understandable in the dark side characters who may have access to Sith holocrons but how does a Jedi come to learn Vapaad?  Was he an apprentice of Mace or Depa?))

(my character learned it from mace tho he wasnt a official apprentice)

((peter5158, thats impossible since your character is only 35, Mace Windu would of been dead before you would of been old enough to train.))

(I was 11 when he taught me)

(you are too young to learn such a dangerous style. mace would have never taught that style to any one who was not ready to learn it. there is no way for you to have known it. i know it is a cool style but by this time a handful of people know it and wont teach others. vaapad died with mace and his people. and the ones that know it now did not master it since it is to difficult to master. you need to change that soon. it takes many years and a lot of experaince to know the basics of it.)

((So...he taught an 11 year old child, a Lightsaber style that requires walking the edge of the dark side? I doubt it.))

(Ok ill change it to 45)

(sigh... damage control...

hey peter, thanx for jumpin on AoS. Im honored anytime my alternate timeline concept attracts someone's attention enough for them to want to join.

I do have a few concerns, and this goes to ALL PLAYERS!...
1. keep in mind the timeline...THIS STORY TAKES PLACE TWO YEARS AFTER THE BATTLE OF ENDOR. I think KHARN <Adeptus's character> should be the only person unaffected by time passing since he was in cryo for like 3000 years...

2. STOP COPYING OTHER CONCEPTS...inspiration is one thing, but we got too many Cortosis ore (RARE! RARE! RARE!) using, Vaapad practicing, Firespray (correct spelling, BTW) piloting, who knows what elses in our tiny little, yet rapidly growing universe. BE A BIT MORE ORIGINAL, AT LEAST DON'T COPY CONCEPTS FROM OTHER CHARACTERS ON THIS RPG...VARIETY IS THE SPICE OF...YOU ALL KNOW WHAT I MEAN...

3.WE'RE NOT ALL PERFECT, BUT SLOPPY GRAMMAR AND PUNCTUATION MAKE IT CONFUSING FOR SO MANY OF US HERE...

4.WANNA JUMP ON THE RPG...PM ME WITH BASIC IDEAS AND ILL ARRANGE TO WORK CLOSELY WITH YOU, AS I'VE DONE WITH EVERYONE ELSE HERE!

5.HAVE FUN!)

( ill change some things then but can i keep vaapad vaapads my fav lightsaber style?)

(I don't think sooooo...especially not with the Ankkares Sapphire in your possession... maybe not even then, unless you can justify seeking out a teacher in gameplay. Right now H.I. Starjammer's the ONLY active practitioner of vapaad who will be known to the players, or at least accessible to you guys, and he's no master...sorry. Game on!)
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WAYWARD SOUL: FIRESPRAY 31-CLASS ASSAULT AND PATROL CRAFT: HYPERSPACE EN ROUTE TO CORUSCANT, ETA 35 HOURS, 58 MINUTES, AND 12 SECONDS.

One circles me still in Form III, also known as Soreshu, sulfurous yellow, and crimson red blades humming angrily.
<Smart to choose this defensive pattern. You saw how badly I defeated your counterpart using Form V's Djem So variant. Keep your defenses tight...wait...I sense someone nearby... watching?...The Satarin...> I smile.
<He wants to see me in action...perhaps even challenge me...>

"Master Starjammer, it appears to me as though you're hesitant to continue this exercise..." One asks as it moves around, while I assume a similar stance, also employing Form III.

"You talk an awful lot for a droid, don't you?" I ask, amused.

"Seeing as how I've been programmed to vocalize my deduction and critique of your form, no Master. I believe I'm communicating at optimal capacity," One says matter of factly.

"You need a mindwipe." I say as I step in to strike low with my left, while keeping the upper hand in a high guard to ward off any retaliatory strike from my droid. It doesn't come, so I strike again low, high, low, high, my blades sparkling in a dizzying wheel of attack. Both hilts separated by the chain links in my hand, I flow from Soresu back into Vapaad, twirling, spinning, and darting silvery death. I am keeping my movements random, allowing the force to flow through me from my frustration, through my arms and hands guiding my attacks so even I can't tell what I'll do next. I've seen my training sessions in holocam footage, and I know it all looks random and wild, like a frustrated child with a dangerous toy. It isn't...it's the Force, pure and simple...the joy of combat. It's the strength, and power, and the thrill. My father said the Jedi shun passion, they believe it is the path to ruin. I embrace my passion, it makes me strong for I am not Jedi.

I am Jensaari...

One lies on the floor at my feet in ruins.

<Blast...> I think <Glitch will never stop complaining about having to repair One again. I might just have to scrap it all together. I hope its memory module's still intact at least.>

Too bad...

(ok ill take it out)
Kharn still hadn't answer and aegob could sense his shock.
I dont even know this guy how could  i look like someone he knew aegob thought.
he was getting hungry
I wonder what food they got in the mess hall he thought
his mouth started to water thinking about it

Kharn was still shocked, the jedi looked like him, acted like him, and even had the same name. He was the master who had followed him around, hounding him about.....Kirah. He had forgotten about her. Over 3,000 years. He still couldent belive it."Master, I need some time to think." He said looking up at  Tanis. He was glad he was wearing the helmet, no one could see him crying.

(one step closer to the dark side *evil grin*)

(I copied alot from that char)
"Ok while you think ill eat" he went to the mess hall to eat

Hisuke was  beginning to get nervous from what he had heard about Master Luke, that he was once a Jedi knight he didn't know how Skywalker would react to a sith attempting to  join his crusade in whiping out the rebels. He didn't even know what star system he was in or  why the Peacekeepers were questioning him about his previous crew, and why the hell couldn't he leave, It was down right humiliating, a Sith Lord being held captive aboard some ship with people whom he knew barely anything about. He asked one of the onboard Deck officers if he     could use their cargo bay. The deck officer replied with a very confused yes and asked why. Hisuke replied with a short retaliation of "to meditate going back to his ship he grabbed afew bottles of bothan brandy, blossom wine
and Savareen brandy from his secret stash, he then went to the cargo hold to "MEDITATE"

((Really sorry to be a nag but was Kharn talking to Tanis or Aegob?))

Tanis.

(Kharn)
there was nerf ribs in the mess hall. H sensed the group come into the messhall

Shiv followed Kharn as he made way around the camp looking for some place to think.  Before he could get anywhere he pulled him aside.

<You didn't seem ok back there.  I sensed you were upset.  Is anything wrong?>

Judging from Kharn's stance and tone he was pretty sure an eyebrow raised under the armor.

"Sense?  As far as I know only force-sensitives sense things."

Shiv slapped his forehead.  <Look's like the nerf is out of the bag.  I was a Jedi.  During the Clone Wars.  But I sensed you were perturbed.  Is anything wrong?>

"Yes. I was in stasis for over three thousand years. Every one I have ever known is dead." He tried to keep his voice calm, but he could hear the emotion in it. Shiv looked stunned, he was after all, dealing with someone who had been alive longer then almost anything. He was possibly standing infront of the oldest thing in the galaxy.

aegob finished eating and decided he had to find out who he looked like. he went to find kharn. he did
"Who do i look like" aegob asked

An engineer had walked in to confirm the cargo manifests were correct upon entry he saw Hisuke drinking in a corner by himself "m m m Master Jedi sir are you allowed to ingest that much alcohol"  outraged at this comment Hisuke got up shakily and pointed a finger  at the engineer and waving it he said" One I'm no stinking Jedi Ima sith, and two   yes I  am allowed to drink this much its how I heal my emmotional wounds" he then passed out on the floor when he woke up he was in the medical bay getting his stomach pumped the doctor spoke out "Finally up eh, you know  you should be dead with as much alcohol  you ingested, we found over 34 empty bottles, you've got quite a strong immune system to ward off all that alcohol poisoning. We've confiscated your stash and the some 40 other bottles you brought with you to the cargo bay in that crate you had. Now we'll need you to keep away from all alcohol we cant have you dieing before you reach Master Skywalker can we now.

he could still sense kharns surprise i still dont get it aegob thought

"Not now." Kharn said, this was to much to handle, he didnt know if he could take it.
((Sev is posting give him a sec))

"Ok i will ask again later"

Shiv felt the suprise and agitation from Kharn.  Aegob looked as if he was going to continue pressing on despite what he said.  Feeling like he needed to do something he stepped in between Kharn and Aegob.

<I think he wants to be left alone.>  Shiv slightly bared his teeth to show he meant business.  The master regarded him and turned to leave.  When he was out of earshot Shiv turned to Kharn.

<I couldn't imagine the pain you feel.  Being without the ones I love would tear me apart.  You are a strong man Kharn.>  Shiv turned back to Aegob's direction.

<It was master's like him that made me not rejoin the new Jedi Order they are setting up.  They think everyone must bend to their will and respect them.  The same thing happened during the Clone Wars.  But I will leave you now.  If you need someone to talk to I will be at my quarters.>  Shiv turned and went back to his quarters.

*Zoncxs*
WAYWARD SOUL: FIRESPRAY 31-CLASS ASSAULT AND PATROL CRAFT: HYPERSPACE EN ROUTE TO CORUSCANT, ETA 35 HOURS, 57 MINUTES, AND 56 SECONDS.

as I open the door I see a pile of rubble, looks like he did finish it off before I opened the door. he knows a few moves with a sword then, intresting...

"I thought I heard some noise. what where you doing?"

(...sigh...NO MORE POWERFUL ITEMS IN CHARACTER'S HANDS. THE PLAYING FIELD SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL BE LEVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLED!!!!...No but seriously...
That goes for all of you!)
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WAYWARD SOUL: FIRESPRAY 31-CLASS ASSAULT AND PATROL CRAFT: HYPERSPACE EN ROUTE TO CORUSCANT, ETA 35 HOURS, 57 MINUTES, AND 55 SECONDS.

"I was...training. Did I disturb you?" My lightsaber is back in its dual blade staff form, at my side. I reach into One's heavily armored torso cavity and remove the memory module. I examine it for damage. <That old trader I met on Nar Shadaa was right,> I think <The added expense of incasing the module in phrik was indeed a good investment. Not even a scratch.> I pocket the module and walk over to Zoncxs with a satisfied smile.

"Join me for a meal in the mess in about half an hour? I'll be happy to answer any and all questions then..."

(I did and i was editing when you posted that)
Aegob walked away he really hadnt meant to agitate anyone.
He decided to get some sleep

Just need a clearification; how is it you have so much room on a Firespray??  They're not really big; much smaller then even the Millenium Falcon.  I don't see how you have room for a passenger's quarters, a training room, AND a mess hall.  Did I miss something??

You've been making a real effort to deep this as realistic as possable; so I was wondering how you managed that

(Thanx for asking. I sacrificed a lot of my cargo space...the Soul's got only 15 of the original 70 tons of cargo space, the rest has been converted. The training room, as I've described is indeed limited in size: converted from the original cargo bay. The passenger quarters is pretty much a bunk in a closet: converted from the 2 of the original 6 prison holds, the other two are for the ysalimiri habitat and the "closet" of a droid repair/armory room. The mess hall is just a small kitchenette area... Its all pretty cramped. I'll include a better description of how cramped it is in future posts.

thanx for making sure i follow my own advice... Remain Vigilant!)

(thought id give first person a try)
I wake up. I never sleep in any base i always sleep in  the savior in my own bed.
I need some training. Better go fix that droid i think
I go into my training room the peices of my droid are lying there. i started to fix it and when i'm done i activate it. I draw my lightsaber and it picks up it's.
"Master do you want to duel?" it asks.
I nod and it activativates it's lightsaber as do i.
It gets into a djem so stance and I get into a soresu stance. It lunges and I block.It moves backwards, runs forward and strikes as hard as it can i move back and it strikes again and keeps on striking pushing me backwards. I switch to djem so and 10 mins later I win.
I hear R2-D4 roll in. I turn around.
"Can I have a recharge?" R2-D4 asks.He doesn't beep like regular droids. I took that out and replaced with a voice when i first got him to make him easier to understand.
I smile. I've had R2-D4 since the clone wars and he's a very good friend.
"Sure." I say. So i take him to get a recharge.

(Hey VM, how bout no Omnipotent characters that can somehow hear things out of earshot. *coughAegobcough*)

Kharn sat alone for a while, tears streaming down his face. Eventually, he had calmed down. He stood, and decided to go talk to Shiv. He walked quickly reached the door, removed his helmet and knocked.

(Agreed. Please pay attention. Or you'll be embarrassed for your lack of etiquette...)
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EXECUTOR-CLASS STAR DREADNOUGHT INTIMIDATOR: IN ORBIT ABOVE N'ZOTH (Heart of the Koornacht Cluster.)

From the stately cabin of his proud assignment, the illustrious (or so he believed) garrison Commander Jian Paret, if nothing else, was bored. It had been a little over a year since Overlord Skywalker himself had last been here on N'zoth. Paret had heard rumors that the Emperor had been overthrown by the rebellion after they'd destroyed the Empire's second Death Star. He'd originally been disgruntled at having several attempts to request transfers aboard the Death Star denied.

"Their loss." He mused silently. Not that his position aboard the Intimidator had remained uneventful. Overlord Skywalker's visit, eight months after the Battle of Endor had come at the start of an attempted coup by the native Yevethans. Their coup was short lived, thwarted by Skywalker's command of Paret's limited forces. 

"Commander Paret, you have an incoming HoloNet transmission from Coruscant. It's Overlord Skywalker."

"I see. Patch him through Lieutenant."

The image of Overlord Skywalker materialized from the receiver's emitter.
His eyes seemed to Commander Paret to pierce through his very soul, even if they were only a holographic representation, which seemed to him even more unsettling.

"Overlord Skywalker." Commander Jian Paret drew himself up to full seated height, stifling his fear.

"Commander, I'll be quick with this communication. I'd like you to take the Intimidator and your fleet to this location. An agent of mine will be meeting you there in a few days to lead the assault."

"An assault? I see...and who will be here to maintain Yevethan affairs?" Commander Paret asked.

Overlord Skywalker's hooded eyes betrayed his annoyance at the question.
"I have already had arrangements made to deal with that. The Yevethan's are no longer your concern. Be prepared to leave tomorrow."

The image dissolved with a wave of Skywalker's hand. Commander Paret, reviewing the coordinates transmitted by the Overlord's Shadow's Comm officer, was left somewhat stunned.

<Why all the way in that Force-forsaken void?...>

(I payed attention. just didn't think id have gotten far enough away not to hear btw the training droids have 360 degree vision to simulate seeing in the force)

I need more of a challenge i think
The krath war droid isnt my only one. I have 3 other identical ones. I go back over to the savior and walk to my training room. They're all on the wall.I turn to them.
"One-four activate. Set yourself for the highest level difficulty." the highest level difficuly features them as strong as possible using past footage of me to determine what i will do,and expert teamwork.
They get into a square around me and activate their sabers as do i. We start fighting and 4 minutes later they win. Luckily their sabers are only training sabers or i would be dead.
"Again" i say
I must get stronger i think

Shiv was wasting his time away whittling a stick.  When he had kids he wanted to give them an object that they would treasure. And he planned to have this figure that special object.  After inspecting it he heard a knock at his makeshift door.  He opened it to see Kharn whose eyes were red from what appeared to be crying.  Humans looked funny whent they got emotional.

<Ah Kharn.  I had a feeling you'd be back.  It didn't seem like you were done.>

"I'm not."

<Please come in.  Might as well take a seat.  WOuld you like anything to drink?>

"Can I have a caf?"

<Sure.>  Shiv set about brewing a caf.

<What's on your mind?>

"I miss everyone.  I've spent 3000 years in a stasis.  Everyone I ever knew or loved is dead."

<So you've said.  It must be terrible.>

"Believe me it is."

he jumped aand got pulled down and hit in the neck by 1.
I need more training he thought
"Again"

Kharn looked at the floor. "I, I feel like it's my fault. I could have helped them." He clenched his hands into fists. "I could have saved her" he whispered. He remembered, He remembered what she looked like, what she sounded like, the way she smiled when she saw him, how she kissed him. He remembered that she was there right before he had been put in stasis. She would have gone in next, she would have been out right before him. She said she would be waiting for him when he woke up. It all hurt, but that hurt most of all.

i bring my lightsaber down.
One down! i think
i get hit in the back.
i fix it then say "Again"

<When things like that happen we always feel like we could have done something.  I was on Kashyyk when Order 66 was given out.>

"Order 66?"

<Ah yes.  Order 66 was an order the supreme Chancellor Palpatine gave out that authorized all clone troopers to shoot all Jedi Generals on the field.  It was a terrible slaughter.  When they killed my master I fled into the dense jungles of Kashyyk and hid there for a few months.  It was a cowardly thing to do.  When I came out of the jungle I found chaos.  Most of my village was destroyed and Jedi I grew up with had been slaughtered.  I blamed myself.  But in this time I have learned that this grief only holds you down.>

Kharn was shocked. That was why the force had felt so, empty when he had woken up.  So many dead he thought. He looked at the helmet, seeing his reflection in the visor.  He looked bad. His eyes were red, and he looked tired. Shiv handed him a cup of caf. He took it and drank some. "When I went into stasis the last person I saw...I cared about her alot. I dont know what happend to her. I would give anything to be with her again, just one more time. Even if It meant I was dead."

<You don't want to be thinking that now.  Otherwise you may just end up like that.  So did she go into stasis with you?>

"She was supposed to."

<So is there a chance she is alive?>

"It was a small chance..."

<But a chance nonetheless!  We should do something about this.>

"What?  What are you talking about?"

Shiv clapped his furry paws together.  <Do you remember where you were put into the sleep?>

"I don't know Shiv.  This is a huge step.  I'm going to need some time to think about this."

Shiv shrugged.  <Fine by me.  You know where I'll be.>

"Thanks Shiv."  He smiled a snapped his helmet back on.  He turned and walked out the door.

Ralin closely examined the gauntlet attachment.  The disrupter unit was in excellent condition.  “I’ll take it.”

“You don’t want to try it first?” asked Ven.

“I know what it can do.”

“As you like.  The cost for that and the rocket darts will be. . . . . .”  Ven completed the addition and showed Ralin the total on his datapad. 

Ralin nodded and pulled a similar pad from his belt pouch.  Accessing his account, Ralin authorized the transfer.  “Your price; plus something extra.”

Ven narrowed his eyes.  “A bonus. . . for what?”

“I pay my sources well.  I pay my sources of weapons better.  Find more like these and you’ll have more.”

The weathered dealer eyed the dark-clad figure for a moment; then accepted the credit transfer.  “There’s something else you want, isn’t there?”

“Tell me about Skywalker.”

Ven again sized up the Mandalorian.  A second look at his bolstered accounts eased his mind.  “Let’s go to one of the booths; it’s a long story.”

((Ok I'll post for MA here just to get some dialogue going.))

Ma'ryk headed to Ven's place.  Good old Ven.  He was still a little hesitant.  The deal he made that got him his cortosis went bad and Rakshak ended up having to paying him in cortosis ore.  He was pretty unhappy with that.  He was Ven's number 1 supplier.  As he left his ship he made his way to Ven's.  He got a few looks from others as he walked on the busy sidewalks.  DUcking down a side alley he made his way into the bar.  He Ma'ryk breathed in.  ALways smelled good.

"Hey Sally.  Is Ven in?"

""He's with another customer.  Shall I tell him?"

"No I can wait.  Give me a caf in the mean time."

Kharn wandered through the halls, thinking to himself. What if she was dead? The chance that she had gone into stasis was high, but she might have been pulled out when they were atacked, as he assumed they had been. But even if she hadn't the chances of her still being alive were low. He didnt want to risk going back and finding her dead. He didnt want to feel that pain. But what if she was alive? The thought that had been plauging him since his talk with Shiv floated up into his mind agian. If he found signs of her dead, then he wouldent need to worry anymore. And if he found her alive, then he wouldn't be alone.

They move into a square formation with me at the center.I get into a soresu stance, and let the force flow through me.One of them charges and i block.Another charges and i dodge right and try to counterattack but it block my attack.Another charges and i ue the force to throw it back.The last charges and i block.One charges and i know i won't be able to block it without being hit so i let it strike me. It does.We all deativate our lightsabers.I realize i'm getting tired.
"Deactivate" i say and they move to the wall and deactivate.

(I'm gonna try this 1st person stuff)
< I got up out of the med bay and headed to my bunk. I went to sleep. When I woke up I saw a soldier shaking me saying> "you need to get up we're transfering you to Overlord Skywalker's ship" <I got up hesitantly flexing my arms and legs heading out of the bunk and clambering tiredly aboard a small shuttle. shooting off I asked the soldier what of my ship> replying he said "Its already been brought aboard Overlord Skywalker's ship for inspection"

Kharn had decided. He headed towards Shiv's room thinking. He wanted to go. He would tell Shiv.

Me and r2-d4 go into the hangar.We see a hangar master. We move over there to him.
"Hey can you refuel my ship, The Savior?" i ask.
"Sure." he says. He does.