Kara- After i leave the jedi padwan I run to the nearest place that is clear of people. That turns out to be a dark allyway but it is at least empty. 

I take out my holoprojecter and type in my pascode. Nuru's scowling face appears on the screen." Well is it done?" 

I nodd and fill him in as quickly as possable. He smiles, managing to make himself look even worse and says "Your master says you did alright but the Jedi are sending a padwan to cheak out what happend and possably get clues. Your new orders are to kill the jedi padwan before he finds out anything inportaint. " 

He vanishes and I nodd to no one. This is what my master always asks me to do after I do something big like this. 

I leave the ally and walk towords the center of the city. I feel a vibration at my side and take my holoprojecter. Nuru has sent me the quordenets of Jack Tarrin, The jedi I am suppost to kill. 

Will post again tomorrow and Will I hope you don't mind.  

Legolas says ozga.  Do you like Galinda the Good from the Wizard of Oz?  

Kara- After i leave the jedi padwan I run to the nearest place that is clear of people. That turns out to be a dark allyway but it is at least empty. 

I take out my holoprojecter and type in my pascode. Nuru's scowling face appears on the screen." Well is it done?" 

I nodd and fill him in as quickly as possable. He smiles, managing to make himself look even worse and says "Your master says you did alright but the Jedi are sending a padwan to cheak out what happend and possably get clues. Your new orders are to kill the jedi padwan before he finds out anything inportaint. " 

He vanishes and I nodd to no one. This is what my master always asks me to do after I do something big like this. 

I leave the ally and walk towords the center of the city. I feel a vibration at my side and take my holoprojecter. Nuru has sent me the quordenets of Jack Tarrin, The jedi I am suppost to kill. 

Will post again tomorrow and Will I hope you don't mind.  

Legolas says ozga.  Do you like Galinda the Good from the Wizard of Oz?  

~Chesa~

Despite the two intervening days between now and the explosion, the crowd of onlookers doesn't seem to have gone away much. Humans and Gungans jostle me every which way, the entire world seems to be a jungle of clothing and bags and big floppy ears and far too much hair! Why do humans have the stuff, anyway?! I strain to see over the heads and shoulders of the throng, searching for a glimpse of the actual blast site...

Suddenly, I spot something a little strange: a brown cowl in the sea of blue and green and white. A Jedi, maybe? What luck! I shove my way towards the unknown hood, pushing past countless legs and elbows until I have him in my sights. He appears to be trying to escape the crowd, making for a tiny little park. I follow; this had better work!

"Master Jedi? Master Jedi!" I call, running toward him as fast as I can manage. He turns to face me, and I see that my instincts were correct. He's human, his tunics are Jedi, the belt is Jedi, and- oh. The braid is Jedi too. So he's only a Padawan. But never mind that, he can still help!

He crouches to look me in the eye. "Hey, there," he says amicably, though with a hint of exasperation. "Where are your parents?"

"They're right h-" And then I stop, belly flooding with icy terror, as I realize that my parents are not, in fact, here. I lost them somewhere in the maelstrom. Oh, no. Ye Force and little gods, please let this not be happening!!

I think I might cry a little. Surely no one can blame me? 

Yeep! I just was introduced to Star Wars the other day, and I am so obsessed! BTW I have only seen "A New Hope", "The Empire Strikes Back", and "Return of the Jedi". I have not seen the new movie, or the first three. Can I join anyway? If so...

Name: Michelle Marcus (called 'Mich' by her brother)

Age: 12

Type: Human

Appearance: Messy dark brown hair, with shaggy side bangs. Olive complexion. Very bright blue eyes.

Personality: Very carefree. Is rather rebelious, and believes she can do anything; with help from nobody. Is bored with farm life, and her brother is training her how to fly spaceships. She is REALLY good with ships. REALLY good.

Weapon: Lightsaber and flying skills.

Other: Lives on Tatooine, with her brother and an old crazy hermit.

And...

Name: Georg Marcus (george)

Age: 15

Type: Human

Appearance: Dark blond hair, messy. Olive complexion. Bright blue eyes. 

Personality: Adventerous, which interferes with farm life. Always ready for a fight. Reckless.

Weapon: Lightsaber; he has amazing skills with this.

Other:(this counts for Mich too) His long-gone father was a legendary Jedi. He was one of Anakin's friends, but when Anakin turned Dark, their father just sorta... faded.  

I've decided to rename my ship.  It is now the Thalia. 

I land on a grassy field near a heavily defended mansion.  The weather is sunny with a few scattered clouds.  I exit the Thalia, make sure that she is cloaked, and toss forward a mine scanner, which reveals the field to be full of explosives which sense things that are within, but there is a narrow path which leads to a "Pleasant looking" door.

The building itself is covered with security cams and turrets, so the only way to fool them is pretty obvious: dig a tunnel.  I frown as I come to realize that.  "Good thing that I bought that scanner droid," I think to myself as I take a droid about the size of BB-8 out of my bag for raiding places, activate it, and program it to scan the building and the ground around it.

The droid takes a few minutes to scan the area; sadly, it was not able to get a plan of the building, but it did find a way into the building without being detected: the trash compactor.  In a remote corner of the building, the garbage was dumped into a trash compactor; which, when full, crushed the garbage into a foot square cube; then the cube was pushed by rollers through a tunnel to a loading dock where the garbage was taken away.  Perfect!  A way in! I give the droid some praise, then put it into my bag. I get back on board the Thalia and fly, cloaked, to the dock.

At the dock, I see hundreds of chutes where cubed garbage is taken away, but they all have labels to where they go.  It takes me a while to find the mansion's chute, but I reach it anyway.

The chute has a maintenance space that runs alongside it for droids that is five feet tall, so at least I don't have to worry about crawling on a gross slide. I wait till no one is in sight, then I jump and roll into the maintenance area.  Immediately, a sharp droid voice shouts from around the corner; “Intruder Alert!” Three unarmed droids run from around the corner, and I lunge and cut off the legs of one, and stab the other two with one swipe of the Darksaber.  The first droid tries to call for help, but I stab it again.  Eventually I reach the trash compactor, but not without the destruction of some droids.  The maintenance walkway runs alongside the wall near the top of the trash compactor where there is a small door that (Finally!) opens into the mansion.

Okay, I will join....... as soon as I read a lot to catch up. Is it possible to sum up what's going on? That would be awesome. 

That's great!

Jack Tarrin-

"Why don't you just come with me? I said to the girl. "Stick close though,  my Jedi sense is acting up. Weird." I said.

"That woul be great if you don't mind." Said the girl.

WE followed the guard into the destroyed hangar .

"Look out for anything suspicious." I said. The hangar was a mess.  Twisted space fighter parts were strewn around everywhere. I looked at the ground. "Mr. Guard person sir? I called.

"What?" He garowled as he walked over.

"What kind of droids do you use in this hangar?"

" Battle sand maintenance mostly."

"So no bomber droids?"

"Bomber dr-what in the world?!"

i bent down and picked up the scrap metal I had seen. "This is a piece of the timer disk used for bomb droids." I said. ""I haven't heard of bombed droids used since the-oh no."I said. "The empire."

I frlt a nudge." I think  that your empire theory is accurate.Look over there." She pointed back towards the crowd. A hooded figure stood motionless at the front of the crowd. She had a Saber half conceled in her belt. I reached to my own belt."This just got fun." I mumbled.

@Elizabeth, you can join the roleplay, it would be GREAT!

@Moonshadow, basically what happened (I didn't catch everything, but here you go) Jaina was captured by the Fetts and then both Azea(Fett) and Jaina(Solo) were captured by another bounty hunter by the name of Arxan Graxx (Hacker Dee owned him and then disapeared) they are being delivered to Rotta the Hutt (Jabba's son) right know, and Jaina has sent out a distress signal, which is currently being responded to right now (Dantooine is like earth). There are two apprentinces of Darth Caelum (The main bad guy) and currently one of them has just destroyed a factory so . . . Oh! Darth Caelum is Luke's son. But St Owl hasn't posted in a while.

~Nyja~

Picture this.

Trey and I have just realized that Chesa is nowhere to be found. We're frantic with worry, pushing through the crowd, calling her name, when everything happens at once.

Two snap-hiss noises. Not particularly loud, but they slash through the clamor like a vibroknife through bantha butter. A scream - "That's Chesa!!" Trey cries aloud - and then everybody is streaming away in the opposite direction! They're fighting to get away from...oh, stars above, I hope it's not...

It is.

After an agonizing half-minute of struggling against the current, we break free onto an abandoned stretch of pavement. Two lightsabers smash together in what seems a titanic duel of fates: Kara's is green, and she's on the offensive, each brutal chop and stab being smoothly parried by a blue blade, in the hands of a human male Padawan. And over on the other side of the clearing, shaking with fear, half-hidden behind one of the few intact walls, is...

"CHESA!!" I shriek, in near unison with Trey. She promptly bursts into tears- my own eyes are not entirely dry. "Mom! Dad!" she screams, but stays rooted in place. The duelists are between her and us, and the duel shows no signs of stopping. I'm no connossieur of lightsaber combat, but it looks an awful lot like the blue-bladed Padawan is trying to protect Chesa.

If that's true...sweet stars, I hope it's true. If we have an ally, a Jedi ally no less...could I possibly skirt the edge of the impromptu ring, get around to Chesa and then-

Trey, as if sensing what I'm about to do, holds me back with one hand, though I can see his other hand twitching for the blaster at his hip. I see his logic. Best not to distract the Padawan. (Why must I always be so impulsive?)

After all, he just might be our only hope. 

Urrg...... Why did I just spend an hour reading eight pages, and then you summed it up perfectly! Oh well. Thanks, though. I really appreciate it! :) Here's my charrie sheet. 

Name: Sela Windu

Age: 18

Species: Human

Personality: Very skeptical of everybody, especially Jedi. 

Planet: Endor

Weapons: Twin blasters, along with her large invintory of bombs, knifes, grappling hooks, and so forth. 

Looks: Long black hair, which she usually wears in a braid. Green eyes. 

Other: She lives alone, and she has never met her father. She doesn't know about him either. She has great potential in all things technological, but she refuses to believe it. She'd rather be a bounty hunter.  

Name: Anora Temosh

Age: 14

Species: Togruta

Personality: Loves the jungle and the water, is EXTREMELY annoyed by Gungans. They drive her nuts. 

Planet: Naboo

Weapon: A small gun concealed in her boot. She will later receive a purple Lightsaber.

Looks: Very deep blue skin, almost purple. Luminous green eyes. The tails on her head thingy (is there a word for those?) are rather short.

Other: She has a great potential in the force. She lives with a human named Lané Se. She's like a mother to Anora. Lané's just a background character. 

Kara- As I look out over the charred and blacked mess for the second time I see the Jedi padwan of Jack Tarin. He is still talking with the policeman and he is holding a twisted and burnt scrap of metel. Behind him there is a Twi'lek girl with green skin. She looks about twelve years old. Then Jack Tarin looks up and sees me before I can duck into the crowd. I can tell that he saw my lightsbaber because he reaches for his own. He whispers something to the policeman and he turns so pale that I can count the freckles on his nose. Then he hurries away. Jack Tarrin locks eyes with me and draws his lightsaber. It is light blue, a normal color far a padwan. I slip on my mask so I am not recognized then ignite my lightsaber. I hear gasps and a scream when the people know that there is a jedi or two in that building. I run at Jack Tarrin and he barly has time to ignite his own lightsaber. I hear the doors open and all the people pour out, to  make sure they get away from the fight. I stab and swing but he blocks. He is good! I flip a switch on my lightsaber handle and it turns to its true color. Red. I can see that Jack Tarrin is startled and I drive him back five or so paces. Then I hear a blaster fire. I don't know who the person was shooting at so I duck and the bulllet whizzes over my head and smashes against the wall. I hear two more and I jump over one and deflect the other. I hear a scream as the bullet I deflected almost hits the shooter. Jack Tarrin is also having to duck and dodge the bullets so we are touching blades less often. Out of the corner of my eye I see that the twi'lek girl that the jedi was with run around us and to two others that can only be her parents. Then I see that Jack Tarrin is reaching with the force. I look up just in time to see the chunk of ceiling hit me before I black out.  The last thing I think is, "My master is going to kill me."

Georg~

I chop at a sand weed, lost in thoughts about my shrouded past. Who was my father? Why won't Regush tell me about him? What was the Empire? Did my father have anything to do with it? Questions swirl in my head like the frequent sandstorms we have on Tatooine. Only one thing penetraits them: my little sister's voice."GEORG!", she yells, clearly for the seventh or eighth time. "Huh, what?" I look up, my thoughts shattered. "You said you'd show me that lightsaber defense trick," Mich twirls her dark ponytail between her nimble fingers. "Yeah," I set down the hoe, heading for the house,"Lemme make sure Regush doesn't need me to do anything more."

The house's roof provides cool relief from the harsh sun. I duck into the partially underground hut, hunching my tall frame under the ceiling.

"Georg," Regush seems to savor my name,"Georg, you wish to know of your father?" I hesitate, not wanting to seem ungrateful. Finally I bow my head, whispering,"Yes."

"Very well. Your father was a Jedi who knew Anakin Skywalker, later known as Darth Vader. He was trained by Obi Wan Kanobi, and was a fine man. Unfortunatly, when Anakin turned to the Dark Side, your father left. Never again seen by man." 

"A Jedi," I murmer. "I ,um, need to-er- think it over. May I go train Mich?" I finish abruptly. He nods. I turn, and race blindly into the dusk.

Mich~

When Georg goes in to check up on his work, I retrieve the single Lightsaber he and I share. As I walk into the darkened storeroom, I sigh. "This used to all be my father's," I tell the lightsaber,"but then he left." The lightsaber ignites; by itself. I stumble back, almost dropping the weapon. As I stare into its green glow, I realize something." The force has a will of its own." This thought is so new, so terrifying I forget it, for now.