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You are curled up on your favorite easy chair, eating popcorn and watching "The Empire Strikes Back" Luke is currently screaming "Nooooooo!!!!" You roll your eyes. Having Darth Vader as a parent would be AWESOME, and you don't really see what there is to complain about. Just as you are thinking this, your TV explodes. You jump up, spilling popcorn everywhere, and are about to pull a Luke (Nooooooo!!!) when two small ships burst in through the open window. It's the Millenium Falcon and the Death Star, and they're each about the size of a coffee mug. They're having an epic shoot out, and some of the stray shots have hit the TV and other things in the room. You cringe. Your mother is not going to be happy about that vase. Then you turn to the dueling ships. "What the hut is going on here?!" The ships stop fighting and turn to you, hovering at about chest height. Then, the Millenium Falcon drops to the floor, and the hologram of a women dressed in long robes appears from where the top has slid away. She has large, hazel eyes, long auburn hair, and a sense of grace and elegance about her. She bows at the waist. "Greeting. My name is Jela Gantu, and I have come to ask for your help. The valency is under threat from Darth Tyranus and the Republic, and the Rebel Alliance is weakining. We have heard of you "CBers", powerful beings that inhabit the planet earth. If you choose to help our cuase, then place your hand on the blue orb. You will be immediately transported to the rebel base. Please help. You're out only hope." Then, with that famous (yet somewhat altered) phrase, Jela dissapeares, and the Millenium Falcon turns into a glowing blue orb that hovers at about chest height. You are about to reach out and touch it, when the Deathstar suddenly undergoes the same transformation as the Millenium Falcon, dropping to the ground and sliding away its top, reavealing a red-tinged hologram. This hologram is of a young women, with glossy black hair, piercing blue eyes, and black armor over a slim black jumpsuit and cape. She grins evilly. "Hello, CBer. I am Darth Tyranus. If you are seeing this now, then my little Death Star has followed the Jedi's tiny, silly Millenium Falcon. I imagine that Jela has already given her pathetic little speech, asking for help. If you would like to respond to that sad little cuase, then fine. Do so. But if you would like to join the more powerful side, the winning side, the touch the red orb. The choice is yours, and yours alone. But, for your safety, and for the sake of not having ME as an enemy, I highly suggest you join the Darkside. See you there." With that, the Death Star turns into a red orb and floats next to the blue one. They make a strange contrast, and it almost seems like the light from each orb is trying to outdo the other. You grin. You know where your loyalties lie. And, without hesitation, you reach forwards and grab an orb. Then, the world around you dissapears in a flash of light, and you are on your way towards an adventure.
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So, this is like a hybrid between a ski lodge and a story that I write. It's a story in that, you know, it's a story, but it's like a ski lodge beacuase I'm not doing MCs and such. Up to twelve people may join! You can be any race with any pesonality, but I would prefer is you kept your CB name to some degree. You can modify it if you wish. No Æs or CAPTCHAS please. Here's the charrie sheet, and have fun!
Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Personality:
Republic or Rebels:
Other (Jedi, bounty hunter, ect): 8u
Weapon:
Hamilton?:
submitted by Jela G., age Star Wars!, Rebel Base
(July 15, 2016 - 9:12 am)
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(July 29, 2016 - 7:18 am)
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(July 29, 2016 - 8:14 pm)
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(July 30, 2016 - 8:24 am)
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(August 1, 2016 - 8:47 am)
Hey guys! So here's the thing. Becuase of school and such, days are going to be coming out less frequently. So....sorry, guys. I'll try my best.
Here's the other thing. At some point or another, some of you are going to have to die. But, if you do, you can come back as someone else. You will STILL be very majorly incorporated into the plot. Just the same amount. If you ABSOLOUTLY DETEST the idea of dying, then say so. Other wise, I do really need to kill someone in a lightsaber duel or an explosion. :)
Day five~
"Ok, everyone, time to go!" Novella walks up the gang plank of the "Falcon III", excitedly gripping the handle of her purple lightsaber. Leafmist comes next, chattering avidly with Brookeira about how awesome Star Wars is, and how exciting this mission's going to be, ect. Danie follows, silently thinking how much quiet Leafmist has opened up, and Sydney walks last, features wide with excitement and anticipation. The group of Cbers assembles in the main room, and the door closes behind them. They stand there awkwardly, until Leafmist asks the inevitable question. "Does anybody know how to fly this thing?" Sydney, who looks like she has been desperately waiting for someone to ask this, grins and proclaims "I can! I've spent FOREVER looking at Star Wars ship model books! The "Falcon III" is very simeler to the Millenium Falcon, except with more upgrades and speed." Everyone's jaws drop. Then Brookeira, who has been dubbed the leader of the mission by Jela, says "OK, then. Danie, you co-pilot. You can do that, right?" Danie grins "I've looked at a few of those ship diagrams myself, you know." Brook nods. "Ok, then. Novella, Leafmist, and I will study the hologram maps of the bunker and make plans. Let's go." And with that, everyone scatters to their seperate tasks.
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Chinchilla sits in the Rupublic cruiser, G602e, (which had been commendeered from the Empire) fully dressed as a Sith. Shadowmoon sits in front of her, chattering away excitedly. "This plan is brilliant!" The plan was to have Chinchilla arrive dressed as a Sith, with Shadowmoon as her fake prisoner. Then they'd break the others out. Or at least, that's what the others thought. Chinchilla had a different endgame in mind. Shadowmoon grinned. "This is going to be fun." Chinchilla smiled. Indeed. Chinchilla noticed how this Cber is so excited about the mission, that she forgets to look for signs of danger. Namely, herself. Shadow continues to drive, her black and purple draped over her shoulders, her violet eyes lit with enthusiasm. "Preparing for light speed!" She pushes a few buttons, and the 6G02e blasts off into space.
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"We have a cruiser coming our way. Engage tractor beams." An imperial commander, stiff in a grey uniform, stands in central control, staring at a radar. "Identify yourself a." A voice comes crackling through the radio. "This is Chinchilla, with the prisoner. I would like to see General Leafpool, as well as Dasy and Clara." The commander replies "Certainly. Darth Tyrenous will be pleased to hear of your arrival."
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Shadowmoon stands abruptly. "You betrayed us." Chinchilla rolls her eyes. "Obviously." And before Shadowmoon has time to react, to draw her lightsaber, to do anything other than say "It's a trap" in a voice of blatant disbelief, Chinchilla has blasted her with force lightning. Shadow slumps unconcious on the floor.
(August 1, 2016 - 8:51 am)
Tippy tippy top!
(August 1, 2016 - 10:24 am)
jeka, are you balletandbow.
(August 2, 2016 - 6:01 pm)
Nope!
(August 3, 2016 - 7:10 am)
augh! I was so sure it was her... Hmm. How 'bout Brookeira?
(August 3, 2016 - 9:47 am)
oh, whoops. I already guessed Brookiera. How about ice wolf?
(August 3, 2016 - 9:49 am)
Nope!
So, nobody has guessed me yet. I'll make life a little easier for you.
People that have been guessed so far: (That actually were a possibility, because I'm in this myself)
Brookeira
Ice Wolf
Daisy
Novelist
Cho Chang
Icy
Leafpool
Mirax
There are 13 people in this. 8 have been guessed.
Day six~
"I'm taking this ship by the wheel!" Sydney shouted. Danie cuaght on. "Making Republic soilders deader with blaster fire!" Someone yelled at them to PLEASE stop referencing Hamilton. Danie smiled. "I'll see you on the other side of light speed." Sydney grinned. "Setting coordinates for Hoth. Preparing for light speed!"
The "Falcon III" shot out outside Hoth's atmosphere. Danie spoke through the speakers. "We're going to have to start spiraling downwards once we break through the cloud cover!" Four cries of "What?!" came from the back. Danie leaned over and spoke into the mic. "To cancel the effects of the wind. It's so strong, that even the Falcon III can't land in it." She fist bumped Sydney. "Hold on to your hats! And your lunches!" Sydney yelled. "Danie whooped. "Let's do this!" Then, the Falcon broke through the clouds. Outside was completely white, identical to the clouds. The only way that the three CBers in the back could tell that they had broken through the clouds was that the ship was facing nose-down, spinning in tight circles. Sydney and Danie were screaming in excitement. Brookeira and Leafmist were screaming in terror. Novella was clutching her stomach and looking a sickly shade of green. Just as the Cbers were about to hit the snow, Sydney pulled up and killed the engines. The ship came to an abrupt stop. "Please give us more warning us next time you're going to do that." Brookeira said in a shaky voice. Then, from a combination of terror and blood rushing to their heads, all of the CBers slumped, unconcious, in their seats.
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Shadowmoon woke up in a Rupublic prison cell, her hands cuffed together. She looked up to see a girl with pale skin and red hair looking at her with interest. Shadowmoon sat up and grimaced at the pain that pulsed through her temples. "Who are you?" The girl had stood up, and was eyeing Shadow with a cool calmness that betrayed no nervousness. "Shadowmoon. What about you?" "Claria Tentari." Shadow groaned. "Bantha dung. I'm supposed to be your rescuer." Claria blanched. "You've got to be kidding me." Shadow shook her head. "Nope. Turns out Chinchilla, my partner, is a Sith." "Sounds like fun." Shadow grimaced. "It wasn't."
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Icy sat on a bench, dissasembling a droid. Thankfully for the Rebels, the Republic wasn't aware of her true technical genius, and had placed her in the droid infirmery, fixing droids. She liked up for a moment, and was surprised to see Azeea being led over to her. She looked down, and continued working. Azea was placed next to her. While keeping her head down, Icy whispered "Azea! You're here!" Azea scowled. "Seems so. Republic scum." Icy slipped her something under the work table. "Here's a comm device." Azea nodded. "Do you think we could slowly assemble a bomb? I can smuggle some stuff to my cell, and you can too. I found a hidden wall panel." Icy nodded imperceptibly. "Good plan. Let's do it. Claria taught me a few things, and that girl's a pro."
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Leafpool, Chinchilla, Clara, and Daisy sat in a conference room, talking seriously. "Good work, Chinchilla. Master Tyrenous will be pleased. At the moment she is taking care of some rather... Importent business." Daisy finished speaking, and Chinchilla nodded in affirmation at her. Then Clara began to talk. "Leafpool, our head strategic planner and commander, has come up with a plan to lead us to the rebels." Leaf shot Clara an icy look, and laid out the plan herself. "We will give the captured rebels acces to materials to escape, without letting them know it. Then, when they inevitably escape, we'll follow them to their base." Leafpool turned to Chinchilla, indignence written across her face. "What I don't understand, Chinchilla, is how you were AT the rebel base, and you didn't see the coordinates." Chinchilla stood up and snarled. "You think I didn't TRY? Leafmist was the one who was supposed to be the one telling us the coordinates, and she didn't trust me for some reason. She only told that incompetent Shadowmoon. I couldn't ask without blowing my cover. Besides, Leafpool's plan is a good one. In the meantime, Daisy, you interrogate Shadowmoon she may have useful information." Dasiy nodded, and although she looked slightly resentful, she did not question her. Not yet. "Leafpool, Clara, our sources inform us that the rebels are going to try to infiltrate the bunker at Hoth. I want you to stop them the bunker must not fall."
(August 3, 2016 - 12:06 pm)
~Daisy
(August 3, 2016 - 6:04 pm)
Awesome! Are you Danie or Shadowmoon?
(August 4, 2016 - 5:57 am)
Are you ballet?
(August 5, 2016 - 6:58 am)