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)
(October 7, 2015 - 9:57 am)
Also please top. i will post soon.
(November 25, 2015 - 11:42 pm)
Guh. Sorry I haven't posted in so long. I''ve been busy. I'll post soon.
(November 26, 2015 - 9:08 pm)
Keep this up!
Kara- I tell R2-C2 to stay here and stand up and walk towards the factory. It is the afternoon and almost nobody is on the streets. Well I guess that I am taking the safest way to the factory which is the dark and narrow alleyways. I check the map to make sure I am going in the right direction. Acording to the holoprojecter the factory is disguised as an old warehouse on the dirty part of the riverbank. I can see it up ahead. Then I notice a little person sitting next to the big closed double doors. As I come closer I see that is a little Twi'lek girl. She has green skin like an ordinary Twi'lek and she is dressed in a blue dress. I notice that she is too clean to be a tramp. She is playing with a small cloth doll and doesn't hear me approach. She is talking to her doll but I am too far away to hear what she is saying. I retrace my steps until I turn a corner, then I vault up to the roof of the warehouse. From below me I can hear the hum of machines working. My fingers are aching to plant the bombs and blow the factory up, but I can't do it knowing that that little girl is sittting there. It just doesn't feel right. I remember from the holoprojecter that everybody goes home after dark but that is a few hours away. I decide to go back to the nicer part of town and come back after dark.
As I walk I think about my plan to get into the factory. I know that the repplic has probably placed traps all around it so I will have to be careful. As I am thinking I don't notice where I am until I walk right into ______*.
* This can be anybody.
(November 26, 2015 - 11:03 pm)
Please top as well.
(November 27, 2015 - 10:44 pm)
Please top as well. I really want to continue this.
(November 28, 2015 - 9:29 pm)
Is this RP dead? It can't be dead! I just joined! :'(
(November 30, 2015 - 5:24 pm)
No, it's not. It just has a problem with staying at the top. I will post later today.
(December 1, 2015 - 11:52 am)
Sorry to disappear off the face of the Galaxy!!
~Nyja~
"Now stay close," I admonish Chesa as the girl strays a little. I peer at my shopping list. "Let's see...we need sliced tingga fish, a few cans of hoi broth, seaweed noodles, basequaa, k'thali, canned alusha fruit - as much as they have, it's been blasted hard to get since the Imps destroyed Alderaan - yellow beans, muja juice, fresh salasekk...oh, and three moon cakes. The sucra-paste-filled kind."
Chesa grins. Moon cakes are arguably her favorite treat. Unlike most Nautolan delicacies, I rather like them too. We push onward through the vast, crowded produce section, being very nearly run into by sentients of every size, shape, color, and number of appendages imaginable. Corellia is a spacefarer's haven, whose main industries are shipbuilding, tourism, and not-quite-legal trade; you can buy just about anything here, meet anyone, strike any wild bargain without the government, Imp or Republic or otherwise, knowing a thing about it. Wonderful place.
I spot the salasekk, a blue-green Rylothean herb, before Chesa does, but not before she's compared prices on several different brands of moon cakes. Typical. Yellow beans and hoi broth are staples, so we find them fast, and the noodles as well. The rest is a little harder- muja juice is surprisingly tough to locate for something so popular with human children, and we actually have to leave the supermarket for a small Alderaanian boutique to find any alusha fruit at all. But eventually everything is bought, and we meet up with Trey at the ship.
He apparently had to rent a hoversled in order to get his entire load of groceries back, but that's not what has me worried. His face is pale, huge black eyes even huger than usual, and he's gesturing at a holoscreen in the corner of the terminal. It shows what was once a white stone building full of ships, with enough trees to suggest a forested planet. Smoke pours from it in copious amounts, and there's enough rubble and police droids about to suggest a massive explosion of some sort. Searchlights fill the nighttime sky.
"What happened?" Chesa asks in a worried tone. We lug our respective groceries closer, the better to read the Aurebesh closed-captioning: "...attack on the newly renamed Padme Amidala Memorial Spaceport. The explosion, caused by an unknown number of improvised devices planted around the building, occurred at 1346 yesterday by Galactic Standard Time, somewhere around midnight at the scene. Thankfully, this spaceport was one of the few to close at night, so there were only two reported deaths and seven reported injuries, all night watch-beings. An estimated three billion credits' worth of damage was caused to personal and corporate vessels and building infrastructure.
"There have been five possible suspects identified:" The news announcer goes on to name them, with accompanying grainy security-feed images. "-a very tall male Devaronian, a male Trandoshan with optic enhancers, a yellow female Zabrak, a black-haired male human, and an adolescent blue female Twi'lek." Chesa gasps at this last, while I blanch in horror, finally remembering that Jedi-or-whatever-she-is' name.
Kara.
She caused that explosion on Naboo. Two beings dead, seven in medbay. Three billion credits of damage. A catastrophe worthy of the Holonet news.
One thing is for sure: she's no longer a Jedi. I have no idea if the Jedi will put two and two together. More likely they'll think she was trying to stop the terrorist. "Come on, Chesa," I order her, trying to keep a quaver out of my voice. "Looks like you were right. Forget shipping runs. We're going to Naboo. NOW."
By the way she practically sprints up the Fortune's Smile's boarding ramp the moment it touches the ground, my daughter could not agree more.
(December 1, 2015 - 7:30 pm)
Haia~
The ship flew past me in a blur of gray and white. Red lasers blasted my ship. I tried to keep it together long enough to get back some, but no such luck. The Portal spiraled toward the snow-covered ground at top speed. The impact was enough to cause me to black out. The last thing I saw, through the broken windshield, was a boy with blonde hair looking at me.
Eian~
The girl sits limply in the pilot seat of her ship. She's really very pretty. I feel bad having to kidnap her. I feel bad kidnapping ANYBODY. But, I reach in and tie her hands and legs together, ensuring that she can't escape. I try to figure out a way to get her back to my ship. She's really heavy. Finally, Haia is secure in the holding cell of my ship. Hopefully she won't find a way out. I put my hands on the thrusters, and fly us back to Darth Caelum, regretting my decision more and more every second of the trip home.
(December 2, 2015 - 12:20 pm)
Jaina ~ Arxan leaves Azea and I for a moment after he docks the ship at Rotta's palace. I should have enough time to complete this. Arxan thinks I'm an idiot and he left me unbound. He knows that Azea is smart. I quickly type in the correct distress signal. I can only hope that it will succeed. The Jedi MUST help me. Otherwise . . . my future doesn't bode well.
(December 2, 2015 - 7:17 pm)
PLEASE DON'T LET THIS DIE.
Kara- I had just bumped into a person that looked like a police officer. He takes one look at me and waves a handful of papers in my face. "Are you this girl?" he asks. Does he really need to ask that? I wonder. It seems kind of dumb to ask anybody if they just blew up a spaceport so I shake my head and cringe a little. He grabs my wrist and we start walking down the street. I make my voice younger and ask in a face scared voice, "Where are you taking me because I need to meet my dad at his shop in fifteen minutes." He stops and stares at my face holding the papers next to my right ear. I take off running before anybody knows what just happend. I stop for breath in a small park that is no more then three trees and some grass. When nobody is looking I clamber up one and sit in it to think.
Two human girls come and sit below my tree. I see that they are watching the news on their holoprojecters. It is a replay of what happend this morning. The explosion of the spaceport.The news announcer is announcing the suspects. At first I see the normal people, the bounty hunters that are blamed for everything. The last suspect is me. I hope that when the Jedi see this they think that I was trying to stop the explostion. The news turns to the robbery of a spice ship that was robbed on the outer rim. I remove my belt and take out a small pouch on the inside. Inside the pouch there is a scanner. I scan my face and hands, then look at them. Good. They are light green, then I drop out of the other siide of the tree and walk away. Now with my disguse I can get a hotel room and a good meal. Then I am going to find an abandoned house and make a plan about what to do next. Most of the time after I destroy something or someone I get a break to disappear for a little time. So now that I am on Naboo I might look around and maybe visit the queen.
(December 3, 2015 - 8:56 pm)
Would you mind if I slip in here? Also, I'm confused. Are there any stormtroopers? If not, what is the Empire using? Sorry, I'm kind of lost.
Jack Tarrin~
I was on Naboo. My mission was simple. Find the person or persons behind the bombing. I was wearing a long robe that covered my face. My lightsaber was tucked inside, just in case. Local security troopers were everywhere. The scene was also packed with tons of onlookers. Three ships looked like they had been destroyed. What was left of the hangar was charred and black. Just then, a security guard walked over to me.
"Hey, kid, what do you think your doing?"
"Just looking, sir. Do you know who caused ths explosion?"
"No, now get lost. This is an active scene."
I waved my hand in front of his face. "You will give me the information I want."
His face turned red with anger. "What did you just say to me?"
I sighed. (Mind control is my biggest problem) I opened my cloak, revealing my lightsaber. "Look I'm a jedi. I was sent here by my master to find this bomber. Now on command by Master Fetti, take me to the site of the investigation. Unless, of course, you would rather me report back ot my master that I was prevented from completing my mission..."
The guard paled. "No-fine. Follow me. The site is right this way." Just then, I sensed something. I looked around me. A person in a midnight black robe was standing in the middle of the crowd of onlookers. Just standing there. Alone. His hood cast a shadow over his face, but it looked almost like he was...watching me.
(December 3, 2015 - 11:04 pm)
That's fine. The Empire doesn't have stormtroopers, and it doesn't exist. I don't know if St Owl quit or not. She hasn't posted since the beginning of NaNo. The bad guys are three sith, and a few people working for them. Hope this helps you.
(December 4, 2015 - 10:01 am)
Thanks Cho!
(December 4, 2015 - 9:02 pm)
No problemo.
(December 5, 2015 - 8:09 am)