STAR WARS RP!!!!!

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STAR WARS RP!!!!!

STAR WARS RP!!!!! This will be taking place after episode six, and you can be any character from the books or you can make up your own. And please up to two charries!!!!

Name: Jaina Solo

Age:13

Personality: like a mix of Han and Leia

Weapon: A VIOLET lightsaber!!!!!!!

Other: very techy girl, so she knows how to fly a lot of ships and yeah.

Name: Azea Fett

Age:13

Personality: like Boba Fett, but a girl.

Weapon: a blaster

Other: smart, lives on her wits. You know she is Boba Fetts kid!!! 

submitted by Cho Chang, age 12, In transfiguration
(October 7, 2015 - 9:57 am)

~Jack

I woke up lying on the floor of my ship. I groaned. Why did I always have to leave stray weapons lying around?

i stood up. "Jack!" I heard aomeone hiss.

"Chesa! What's going on here?" Just then, I heard the sound of a lightsaber being drawn. I slowly turned around.

"Hello padawan."

"Hi," I squeaked. 

She held up her sword. "Surrender, or prepare to die."

"Uh, is there a third choice?"

She raised an eyebrow. I raised my hand and my lighsaber flew to it from where it lay a few yards away. I ignited it and charged. The apprentice swung her lightsaber in a wide arc. I parried and returned a strike. She blocked it upwards and then tried to do a low sweep with her blade. I jumped, then waved my hand at a pile of metal containers in the corner. They flew at the apprentice. But she was also strong with the force. She raised her hand as well, pushing me into the air. She timed it so I would be in the flight path of my own crates, which slammed into my back and sent me crashing to the ground. She walked over to me and lifted me in the air with the force.

"I must commend you for that," I said. "That was most impressive."

"Thank you, you didn't do too badly yourself."

She raised her lightsaber to my throat. "Now, prepare to-"

Wait!" Chesa screamed from her cage. "You shouldn't do that."

"And why not, may I ask?" 

Chesa smiled. "If you had been paying more attention to your scanners, or at least looked out your window, you would see that ship that is getting ready to board us." The apprentice spun around, dropping me unceremoniously onto the floor. Sure enough, a large ship was approaching rapidly. I stood up.

"What is it? One of your friends?" I asked the dark apprentice.

"Not one of mine." We all stood there in a dumbfounded trance for a moment.

"Uh, maybe we should get ready to defend our ship?" suggested Chesa.

Just then, the ship reached the bow side of my craft. 

submitted by Will T.
(January 13, 2016 - 10:51 pm)

Will? Who's ship is this intended to be? I need to know, because I've been in contact with Cron (we're cousins) and we had a new plot addition planned out. We can change it if need be, but I just like to know.

Thanks! 

submitted by Cho Chang
(January 14, 2016 - 1:48 pm)

@Cho Chang, can you include my characters in your plot addition? Here's where they are: Xina has captured Azea Fett. And Jade, a Jedi padawan, has taken control of Jack Tarrin's ship and is going to chase Kara, who is in the small ship with Cheasa.

@Will T. Who's ship is Jack Tarrin on? Kara captured Cheasa but not Jack Tarrin.

submitted by Codesmith , age 13, SF
(January 14, 2016 - 4:35 pm)

Ya'll go ahead. I thought that Jack had captured the sith apprentice, then the sith apprentice took over the ship they were on, and I thought that Chesa was on it too, but I might have been wrong. Bleh. Whatever you guys came up with is great with me!

submitted by Will T.
(January 14, 2016 - 7:06 pm)

Will, I am more or less ignoring your post. If this post confuses things too much, everyone, feel free to disregard it as well.

I'm assuming that Trey and Nyja have met Jade, and they're all on Jack's ship (though Jack himself is out for the count). 

~Nyja~

Here is a summary of what happened tonight (by Galactic Standard Time):

2133 hours. We wake from a long, refreshing nap to find Jack unconscious on the floor in the hall, and Kara, Chesa, and the stun blaster we were intending to give Chesa for her thirteenth lifeday nowhere to be found.

2134 hours. Nervous breakdowns are very nearly suffered by all and sundry. Unable to wake Jack, we decide not to move him in case he's hurt (though he doesn't look it). Trey resorts to frantic pacing; I try to page Chesa's comlink, only to find it sitting untouched in her quarters. Her toothbrush, toothpaste, and datapad are missing, though.

2136 hours. We discover Jade in the cockpit- poor girl, I think she's gotten about six hours total sleep in the past two standard days. Must've sensed our distress; I wouldn't know firsthand, but I imagine it must be bleeding into the Force something awful. She's inputting coordinates into the navicomputer with the help of the astromech, a little R4-series with purple trim and a generally pleasant disposition.

"Where are we going?" Trey asks, to which Jade replies, "I'm not sure, but I got the vector from your daughter."

Second major surprise in the five or so minutes since we woke up.

2139 hours. I wait until Jade is done with the calculations and we're safely in hyperspace before bombarding her with questions. What do you mean, you got the vector from our daughter? She hacked Kara's navcomp and remembered our codes in order to send a transmission?! Did she say anything else? Do you know if she's okay? How long until we get wherever we're going? Where is that, anyway? Her answers, when they exist at all, are sparse and cryptic and no help whatever to my mental state.

2150 hours. Chesa sends another transmission, an encrypted shortburst piggy-backing on other ships' ambient signals so it can get through hyperspace, text only. It actually takes the astromech, R4-Q9 alias Queenie, a couple minutes to crack her code. I knew she spent quite a few allowance credits on some sophisticated encryption software a few months ago, but I had no idea it was that sophisticated! The message reads thus: "MOM AND DAD, I LOVE YOU. I'M NOT HURT, BUT I MIGHT BE IF I GET CAUGHT SENDING THESE TRANSMISSIONS. I RAN A CALCULATION OF THAT VECTOR I SENT YOU A FEW MINUTES AGO, AND I THINK IT ENDS UP SOMEWHERE NEAR ERIADU. I'M GOING TO GO TRY FOR SOME SLEEP, IT'S BEEN A LONG DAY FROM MY END OF THINGS AND I NEED TO CONSERVE BATTERY ON MY DATAPAD. FORGOT THE CHARGER. LOVE, CHESA"

This is a fine pile of poodoo we've gotten ourselves into, but it won't be changing for a while yet, at least not until Jack comes to. I retire again with some soporific peruma tea, hoping to calm my nerves enough to catch a couple Z's.

submitted by Curio
(January 14, 2016 - 9:36 pm)

Codesmith, I would love to post, but I have learned it is hard to post as a prisoner.

So could you please give me a little more to work off of first? Thanks! 

submitted by Cho Chang
(January 16, 2016 - 10:37 am)

~Xina 

I chase after the Hyline.  After intercepting transmissions from it, we head for Naboo.  I lock the Fett girl in a cell. "My father will find me!" she screams. "And he'll kill you and steal your ship too!"

I laugh. "If your father wanted to rescue you he would be here right now."

Suddenly, an alarm sounds.  Another ship has breached my cloaking device! I run to the controls and start to fire on the ship. Blast! I'm going to have to board their ship before they board mine! I don't recognize the ship. It looks suspiciously like a Jedi command fighter.  Just then I hear a click sound from the cell and then the Fett girl is loose on my ship. I shoot at her but she escapes down a heating duct.  I set the ship on auto pilot and crawl up the duct.

~~~~~~~~~

Recap:  Azea has escaped into a heating duct. Xina is chasing her. Meanwhile Xina is about to board a Jedi command fighter. I think that's all.

Mushroom, my new CAPTCHA, says woiv. Are you waving to me Mushroom? 

submitted by Codesmith , age 13, SF
(January 16, 2016 - 10:04 pm)

Georg~

Our alien pilot takes us to Rotta's palace. It looms up in front of us, smelling like rotting garbage. The huge metal doors are already open, and the only life forms around are weeping monsters. "Hiss Hiss Hiss", the alien rasps in some alien tongue. "Squak," a monster replies. "Rotta has been killed," Mr. Alien solomnly informs us. Just then, a odd swooshing sensation, and a jolt in my nerves inform me that a ship has taken off, cloaked. I wonder how I did that. "Um, Georg?...He asked you a question," Mich nudges me. "Uh, yeah," I stutter. The alien looks digusted, then wanders off. "Mich, listen,"I hiss in her ear, "a cloaked ship just took off." Mich get "that" look. "We need to follow it," she says excitedly. I nod.

After a few exchanges (most involving death threats) Mich and I secured a ship. Nothing fancy, just a plain, small double X Wing Fighter, but Mich was clearly never so proud in her life. She chatters excitedly on about all its properties, and flying skills. "Mich," I finally say, not unkindly,"we're going to follow the ship, right?" She blinks, then squeals, "I actually get to fly this thing!!!" 

Oh, boy. Outdone by my little sis again. When we climbed in, I took the fighter's seat, and Mich took one of the pilot's seats. As I listened to her flipping gears and switches up front, I wonder what I've gotten us into. Then I remember Regush's words,"...For your Father..." and with determination in my heart I strap into the seat, ajusting the laser gun in front of me. "All right Mich?" I call. "Mmhm," is her only reply. I feel a slight sense of insecurity that my baby sister is about to fly me around the Galaxy, but I quickly brush it away, steeling myself for the flight. Just as our ship's engine hums to life though, Stormtroopers blast their way into the landing deck.

Mich~

I scream, more for focus then from fright. As I frantically flip the "up" switch I hear our gun go off in quick sucession, and Georg yell," Now!" I breathe in, slowly and press the gas. Images flash through my mind: Georg, Regush, Our farm, and an odd fleeting memory of my mother, that had never been there before. Georg yells again, and we blast out of the landing deck, away from Tatooine, towards the Rebels and the Battle.

After a few seconds in space, I realize this is what I was born to do. Georg joins me in the copilot's seat, making sure there are no more Sith ships around. "Wow," He breathes, as entire systems go by. I feel the same way, but jerk my mind back. Usually I'm the one who does that, NOT Georg. "Cloaked ship?" I prod. He nods,"That way."   

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@ Cho

Where is Jaina going? Galean's ship was the one I was following. Georg used the Force, BTW, he could not see the ship. 

submitted by QueenElizabeth
(January 17, 2016 - 3:39 pm)

SOSOSOSOSO sorry I haven't posted! I'll be better about it. I don't know what happened, but I had a post for this RP written out and I was about to post it but I had to leave and my laptop randomly shut down and the post was deleted. Here it is. I don't have time to write the entire post so here is just the first part.

PART ONE  

Haia~

It's been about a week since Ian and I arrived back at base. The others still don't know if they can trust him, and frankly, neither do I, but I'm trying. Ian told me today that he would fly me out to the wreckage of the Portal to see if any of the parts were salvageable. Turns out, the damage wasn't too bad, so we fixed it on the spot with a few tools we had brought.

"Thanks for helping me out," I say, panting. Fixing a ship is hard work. 

"No problem. After all, I was the one who caused you to wreck in th first place." Ian replies. "we should probably be getting back, I think it's rather late."

"Yeah, you're right," I say.

"Hey," Ian starts. "What's that over there?" 

"I don't see anything."

"RACE YOU BACK TO BASE!" I hear from behind me. 

"Oh no you don't," I giggle, climbing in thre Portal with Ian climbs in his ship. I start flipping the switches and pressing the buttons; my fingers know exactly where to go. Hope full Ian is less familiar with his ship. That might buy me some time. We both pull into the air at the same time, then rush toward HQ. About halfway there, my controls stop working. I frantically press buttons, but nothing works. If I can't work the controls, the ship will fall out of the sky. Then, before I know what's happening, the Portal starts flying backwards.

"Haha got you," says Ian's voice, crackling in over my helmet mic. "You know, you really should get a new ship. This one is so old, I was able to override the controls like that." I hear Ian snap his fingers.

"CHEATER!" I yell. I hear Ian cackling over the mic. "TURN ME AROUND!"

"Ugh, fine," Ian grumbles. I hear him click a couple of buttons and then the Portal turns around, and I'm able to use the controls again. Desperately presing buttons, I try to get back to the base. I know now that there's no chance of beating Ian, but I still have to get home. If living at a isolated rebel base in the heart of a freezing planet can be called home. But wether or not it's home, I still have to get back. 

When I get there, Ian is standing in the doorway, smiling smugly. 

"I win!" He yells a little too loudly. We get some stragne looks from the others, but none of them say anything. 

"Actually, I win. You cheated, so I win by default,"

"That's not how it works! You never said that I COULDN'T cheat! So since I won, you have to fly both of the ships into the hangar. You'll find my ship conveniately parked outside," And with that, Ian walks away.

"Whatever," I grumble while walking outside.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I'll write part two later.  

submitted by Leafmist, age 11 moons, Fowl Manor
(January 17, 2016 - 2:18 pm)

SOOOOOO SORRY!  SO SO SO SORRY!  This is all on me, I've been really busy recently, and I'm doing a LOOOOOONG post so I haven't had time to finish it yet.

BTW...  Who is Xina boarding?  I thought she was chasing Gilnean and Jania...

P.S.  It's my birthday!!!!!!

SCORE!!!  Orucio said deck!!! 

submitted by Cron
(January 17, 2016 - 6:07 pm)

Happy lifeday to you,

Happy lifeday to you!

Happy lifeday dear Crooooooooooooooooon,

Happy lifeday to yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooou! 

Koda says agyd. No, Koda, Cron isn't aged exactly, just a year older. 

submitted by Curio
(January 21, 2016 - 1:23 pm)

@Cron, Xina is chasing Jaina.  She just is distracted because Azea escaped out of her cell and since she is about to crash into a Jedi command fighter. I want the command fighter to be Jack Tarrin's ship where Jade, Trey, and Nyja are so the two plots would connect.  Xina plans to board the fighter because certain cloaking devices are illegal and if the Jedi report on her illegal cloaking device she could run into trouble with the authorities. She plans to raid the ship, capture Azea, and then get back to chasing Jaina. Hope this helps.

Mushroom says hfda.  You're not an FDA agent Mushroom.

submitted by Codesmith , age 13, SF
(January 17, 2016 - 8:03 pm)

@Eliza, they are heading to Naboo.

submitted by Cho C.
(January 18, 2016 - 4:58 pm)

I thought that maybe Jaina & Galnean think the Marcus's ship is Sith or something... They shoot, and Mich crashes into a nearby planet (Naboo I think). Yeah, great job Mich! Georg trusted you!;)

Georg~

Wow. Just Wow. I never knew just how much I loathed being on Tatooine. "This is nuts," Mich ejaculates."Space is amazing!" Then, abruptly changing the subject, she asks,"Hey, where's the cloaked ship? Our ship's radar isn't picking up signals." I jolt up, my blood running cold. "They're in attack position!" I whisper. I never whisper. I tear through the spaceship, fighting to get back to the fighter's post. I've got a bad feeling about this. Skidding to a halt, I slide into the seat, aiming for the ship I can't see. More shivers run down my spine, this time for a different reason: I hear Regush again. "Georg," he whispers urgently," they're with the Rebels!" "I can't let them shoot!" I protest against my own conscience." They could kill Mich!"

Mich~

My heart is pounding for the second time today. At least, It was today when we left Tatooine. Space Time is so confusing. A volley of lasers shoot past the cockpit. I brace myself, and dive straight down. Pulling up at the last minute, I leave my stomach somewhere next to the last star system. Then I lose control. "WE"VE BEEN HIT!" Georg screams from the backseat. Yeah, 'cause that was necessary. 

submitted by Queen Elizabeth, age Hmmm..., NOT in Tatooine!
(January 19, 2016 - 4:36 pm)

Sorry for the long wait guys. I was REALLY buisy.  But I'll post now.

Kara- After I put the girl in a small room in the back of the pod I go up front by the controls and take my holoprojecter out of its secret pouch. I hold it up and a face pops up. It isnt't Nuru's but a tall man with dark hair. "Who are you?" I snap at him.

He holds up his hands and says with an leering smile, "I am Darth Cebrum's new apprentice. He thinks you are useless, seeing that you were captured and identified by a Jedi padwan. He doesn't need you anymore. Thanks for what you did to get me started."

The holoprojecter goes blank and I throw it agenst the wall. It hits the wall but remains intact. I want to shout and scream but I can't get a sound out. Denied by my own master. "What do I do now?" I wonder. Then a thought hits me. My former master would not want me to blab there secrets to the jedi, so he will probably send his apprentice to kill me. Soon. I get up and walk to the back of the pod. When I reach the door that the girl is in I can hear a tapping. I want to throw open the door and show that girl what I meant, but I don't. 

 

Sorry I can't think of anything more to say.  

submitted by Elvina
(January 19, 2016 - 7:27 pm)