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Alrighty lets get started! Assuming that Silverwaxwing sees this *frantically waves at Silver*, this is our latest RP on star wars. MY thought is that we pick this up either towards the end of the war against the empire, OR at the beggining of the war against the First Order. *cues awesome Darth Vader music* I am open to suggestions, but meanwhile, heres the charrie sheet. Aslo lets keep this at maybe eight people max.
Name:
Age:
Status: (Jedi, trooper, shopkeeper, random dude with bazooka, etc.)
Personality:
Background:
Give me some feedback yall!
submitted by Will T.
(April 30, 2017 - 4:04 pm)
(April 30, 2017 - 4:04 pm)
@Doctor Who: Oookay, then. So yeah, she could be the daughter of the apprentice. But who is the apprentice anyway??? Do you have any ideas about that? And where would the apprentice come into the plot, anyway? is he still living or what? Or maybe the apprentice could have recently died in a battle or something, and then Damaron found out that the apprentice had had a wife and a kid, and he found out that Zira was the kid, and so now he wants to train her or something because he senses power or something. And maybe the Dark Side runs in Zira's family, too?
(October 18, 2017 - 12:49 pm)
I don’t know who the apprentice is. I haven’t made him a specific character of mine. And maybe Zira discovers him later on, I don’t know. At this point, it is your character’s father, so... yeah.
(October 18, 2017 - 8:12 pm)
Okay, I have no clue what's going on with the Sith Lord stuff, but I can post back on the ship! Sorry I've been gone so long, my life has been... let's go with "crazy" (but that's an understatement).
Ariel~
I lean against the wall and gasp air into my lungs. I hadn't even realized I hadn't been breathing until now. The cut on my shoulder burns, but it doesn't look like it's bleeding. I force my respiratory system back into sync, and turn to the girl on the floor beside me.
"Are you okay?" I check. She nods mutely. Zas slides into the room, grinning like an idiot. He starts to say something, then stutters off abruptly.
"Where are Terron and Aya?" he asks. I gag a little. Aya and Terron. They fell...
"Zas..." I start, but he interrupts me.
"No," he chokes. i force myself not to cry. I don't cry. Ever.
"Zas," I try again, "They're probably fine. They didn't fall far, they're going to be fine, right?" I look to him for reasurrance. He was the practical one. He had statistics. I hate statistacs. He glances around helplessly, then notices Alexis.
"Alexis! Are you alright?" She nods again. I turn to Zas suddenly.
"So what now? What do we do now?" I demand.
(October 27, 2017 - 7:02 pm)
Ariel (continued)~
"So what do we do now?" I ask Zas. He shrugs. I glare at him. We are stuck in the middle of the galaxy of nowhere, without a clue what we're doing, and a top-secret message to deliver to someone whom we don't even KNOW, we're hopelessly lost, and he SHRUGS? Well, actually, I probably would have done the same thing. I'm tired, hungry, and starting to get a little mad. I haven't slept in, like, two days, and some people I know just fell out of a starship. And, now I'm stuck on a spaceship with Zas, of all people. I need to sit down.
"Okay," I mutter, "I'm going to go check out the cockpit or something." I leave the room (capsule? are they called rooms on spaceships?) and head towards what I think is the cockpit. I've actually never been on a spaceship before. The whole thing is a tiny bit surreal, but I am not a muse-y person. I'm here, on a ship, in space. The train of thought ends there. I sit in the cockpit for a while, staring at the jewel-like planets spin by. The almost rocking motion of the ship is very soothing, and without meaning to, I fall asleep.
I dream about my dad. He's sitting at his shop's counter, the very one I was cleaning only a few days ago. He is bent over a piece of parchment. Where did he get paper? No one uses paper anymore. The door opens, and the stranger, Jash strides in. My father looks up and makes a choking sound. Jash glares at him.
"Why are you here? Oh, no. Ariel? Is she okay?" My father stammers. I feel a pang of guilt for leaving him on a dangerous mission on which I might die. After all, I was all he had left of my mother. Jash sighs.
"They got onto a strange ship and blasted their way out of the port city. So, I think, they are okay, but we cannot find them." My father turns white. He groans.
"I should not have let her go! She may die!" He whispers. Jash nods.
"Yes. There is far more at stake than we ever thought. We may only pray that she will succeed. The Force will be with her."
"And Zas? Did he go with her on the ship?"
"Yes, they boarded a ship together," Jash confirms. My father sighs.
"They may yet succeed. They are young and ingenious. But they will have to be careful. Didi anyone get the name of the ship?" Jash shakes his head.
"No. We are currantly unable to track it. However, all may be well if they go into the..."
"Ariel?" Someone is shaking me, on the side with my cut. It is still sore, and I moan in my half-sleep. "Ariel! Wake up already!" I snap my eyes open and lunge forward. Zas grabs my arm, "Hey, calm down!" Pain ripples down my sore arm.
"Ow!" I growl, "That hurts!" He knits his eyebrows.
"Why? Are you so wimpy that I can't even grab you?" I punch him, but not with my usually enthusiasm. He rolls his eyes. "Whatever. But you might want to come here."
(October 27, 2017 - 7:59 pm)
Whoops, just saw the other post. Maybe they got boarded and Zas went to get Ariel? I'm sorry my post doesn't really correlate.
(October 27, 2017 - 8:03 pm)
may the top be with you! to the top!!
(October 28, 2017 - 5:46 pm)
I came up with some more stuff about Damaron's apprentice. So he was originally from the planet Takodana, and his name was Zhorhan.(I know, I know, I'm so obsessed with z-names.) His father was a merchant helping the Empire, and Zhorhan ended up getting apprentice to Damaron. Then, a little later, he fell in love with a mysterious, beautiful woman from the Outer Rim and she became pregnant a few months later. After the baby(Zira) was born but before he could sneak away to meet his baby daughter, Zhorhan was killed in a battle on one of Yavin's moons by a mysterious Jedi that showed up out of nowhere when the Rebels were about to lose. This Jedi can be anyone, and plot twist, what if it was AYA??? Now, to RPing! Yay!
Zira~
Damaron stalks towards me, Ariel, Zas, and Alexis. Several blaster shots resound from outside, and I think I can hear Terron talking with someone else that sounds like a girl. What's going on? Whatever, it's not like I can help it now. Alexis tenses beside me, and Ariel grimaces at something unknown. "Fancy meeting you all again," Damaron sneers sarcastically. Alexis brushes a loose strand of hair out of her face seemingly calmly, pulls out her lightsaber, and ignites it. Zas, Ariel and I whip out blasters. "How pitiful." Damaron muses. "I expected better of my late apprentice's daughter." he reproaches, looking directly at me. "Shut up." I snap at him, glaring. "What is he talking about?" Ariel hisses sharply in my direction. "It's not important." I mutter back. "Pity. You could have been great, Zira. You could have had a place to belong. A real family." Damaron presses. Is he manipulating me? It seems all too believable, considering what I know of the Empire, but his eyes don't seem to hold any flickerings of deceit. Alexis glances at me. However this happened, do what you feel is right. We won't stop you." she says quietly. her eyes look...sad. And there's something else, like she knows more about me than I do myself. I look from Damaron to Alexis, Ariel, and Zas. I barely even know them, or really Terron, even. Who knows how they would react if i stayed with them, now that they know who my father was?What my connections are with the Empire? It doesn't feel like I have a choice. I walk slowly over to Damaron. Turning back toward the shocked and enraged faces of my brief friends, I look at Alexis. "I'm sorry it had to be this way." I mutter. No warmth greets me from Alexis's eyes. "I'm sorry too," she says coldly.~
Dun...dunn...dunnnnnnn! Plot twist!!! Muahahahahahaha.
(October 30, 2017 - 3:48 pm)
I am sooo sorry guys i've been so busy lately I haven't been paying this awesome RP the attention it needs :(
Terron-
Me and Erin charged up teh gangplank into the ship. We stopped at the entrance, blocking the Sith Lord, Aya, and Zira, who it looked like were trying to exit the ship. I held up my activated staff, the energy crackling on either end.
"Going somewhere? I don't think so. Get away from my friends now or I'll hack you to bits." I growled. On cue, Erin cocked her blaster and held it up.
"Oh good grief, you again?" The Sith snarled in exasperation. "Why won't you just die and let us have done with it? Okay, AYa and Zira, let's go." The Sith and Aya egnited their sabers and Zira pulled out and held up her blaster.
"Oooh, plot twist. Zira's a bad guy too now. Why can't we all just be friends?" Zira glared at me . "Okay, then not." With that, me and Zira stupidly charged down the two Sith and their new ally. I locked in with Aya and Daemon. Ity turned out to come in handy with a double ended weapon against two sabers. They hacked, slashed and jabbed, but I somehow was able to parry and stike back, keeping them at bay. Erin was locked with Zira, the two were punching, kicking and wrestling over a blaster that had fallen. Zira threw a punch at Erin's face, but Erin caught it, kicked Zira in the stomach, then twisted her arm behind her back and shoved her to the ground.
"Wimp, come on." Erin jeered. "Show me what you've really got." Zira struggled to her feet.
Aya threw an overhand strike with her blade, aiming towards my face, and Daemon went ith a low strike towards my knees. With my staff, with one fluid motion, I stopped both blades with one block. I kicked Aya in the chest, sending her crashign onto her back, and catching her off guard. I yelled, swatting the Sith's blade away with my own, I then somehow managed to force shove the Sith into opposite wall.
How did I just beat two jedi like that? I thought. The Sith Lord, Daemon, struggled to his feet, clutching one arm. He looked at me with pure hatred, and complete surprise. "Sorry 'bout that, I honestly don't know how I did that though." I said to him. Aya was standing up, she groaned and held her chest.
"I'll kill you for that." She growled.
I shrugged. "That didnt turn out too well for you the first time, now did it?"
She screamed in anger, running at me. I held up my staff again, but just at that moment, there was teh loud bang of blaster fire. Aya spun around, slicing out with her saber, just in time to deflect the laser that had just been shot at her. Alexis stood there, untied, pointing her blaster at Aya. Zira lay there, handcuffed, and Erin was busy untieing my other friends.
"Now you're outnumbered AYa, give it up." Alexis said. Aya reignited her saber, Daemon following suit.
"Oh child, we've only begun." Snarled Daemon, raising his saber.
(October 31, 2017 - 8:32 am)
Aya~
I force choke Terron as Damoran electrocutes everyone. I make sure my grip is loose enough so Terron lives. I don’t want to kill him, but this has to be convincing.
“Aya, now!”
We jump off the ledge as the ship soars to pick is up. Terron collapses and I feel relieved. I didn’t go all out when fighting or choking. He’s alive and I’m happy. I’m surprised that he fought off Damoran though. Maybe I’m a better dueller than my older brother after all.
(October 31, 2017 - 11:54 am)
Okay this is gonna be super short because it's all I have time for, so I apologize.
Zira~
"Aya, Zira, now!" Damoran yells, and I follow him and Aya, sprinting for the cliff. Aya and Damoran leap off the cliff onto a waiting ship, and I follow their example. As we walk panting into a small room, Damoran turns to me. "Your training will begin tomorrow when we reach the Death Star." "Okay." I mumble, not looking at him, too caught up in my own thoughts. "That would be yes, master to you." "Yes, master."~
Dun dun da dunn! Zira doth be an offficialeth bad guyeth now. Tee-hee!
(November 2, 2017 - 3:45 pm)
Okay this is gonna be super short because it's all I have time for, so I apologize.
Zira~
"Aya, Zira, now!" Damoran yells, and I follow him and Aya, sprinting for the cliff. Aya and Damoran leap off the cliff onto a waiting ship, and I follow their example. As we walk panting into a small room, Damoran turns to me. "Your training will begin tomorrow when we reach the Death Star." "Okay." I mumble, not looking at him, too caught up in my own thoughts. "That would be yes, master to you." "Yes, master."~
Dun dun da dunn! Zira doth be an offficialeth bad guyeth now. Tee-hee!
(November 2, 2017 - 3:45 pm)
Aya~
I walk with my older brother through the haven that he built long ago.
“So she is the new apprentice?” I ask. “This Zira?”
”Briefly,” he responds. “I want that old Padowan of your to be the next Sith.”
No. You will not lay a finger on Terron.
“Am I not to be the next Sith?” I ask, trying to challenge him.
He turns to look at me. “Oh Aya. You will be. The both of you will be.”
”Why are you so sure that you shall die before me?” I ask.
“Who says I will?” he asks. “This is just for safety means. But if I die, you will continue to train him, understood?”
I nod silently. “What are we to do with Zira?”
”Train her,” he replies. “Not to be the next Sith, but to replace Landoel as head Trooper. Landoel, well, she had spirit, but Zira has the Force also. It always ran through that prideful family.”
I nod again.
Damoran looks at me and smirks. “Now go get that pesky Terron. And don’t let his friends stand in the way.”
I smile and give my brother a hug, making sure my lightsaber is positioned correctly. I then ignite it, and I feel him shake as the lightsaber burns within his side. I take it out quickly and sheath it, watching him collapse to the ground.
I smile. “Now it’s my turn to be Sith, dear brother.”
(November 2, 2017 - 9:30 pm)
Dun dun dunnn! The plot THICKENS. ;D
(November 3, 2017 - 5:24 pm)
Hey, can I join? I read up to the fith page... so you might have to tell me exactly whats happening. If I can join, that is. Will?
(November 5, 2017 - 5:05 pm)
Ummm...I don't know. Will hasn't posted in a while... It's really not for me to say whether you can join or not...but I encourage you to read the rest of the pages if you have time. The plot has been taking a LOT of twists and turns, so it would be just easier to read all that's happened, especially in pages 10-15 or so.
(November 10, 2017 - 1:57 pm)