Thrawn's Revenge
Off Topic => The Lounge => Forum Games => Topic started by: Mika-Chan, A.I yandere on July 25, 2018, 02:28:26 PM
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Alright,time to do this. Welcome to Athena's(5thats my name for those of you who dont know) RP Thread everyone.
Regarding the timeline:"timeline? time doesnt go in lines?, thats why clocks are round."
General rule (exceptions welcome) that unless we feel the need to, we're going to treat ours as an alternate history RP, so nobody feels railroaded into making the story progress a certain way. That would make me feel I could write more freely, and ensure the factions we play don't have to reflect things like say, SWtOR unless we decide we want them to.[quoted from deep thought] (tnx 4 this senpai)
Rules and the like: i despise"mary sue's" so please dont create one thank you
Censorship:i could care less,personal preference.
Innuendos:those are a negative
Please try and have a sensible amount of character development and the like.
Multiple characters: you could try it,just pray to whatever gods you have that you can keep track of 'em
Use the "strikethrough" when breaking character please and thank you.
Give a description of your character(obviously) Age,gender,rAce ,traits,ect.
O.k everone have a fun time w/ this. >w<
Oh! fyi,you can choose the starting point of your character if you want.
If your character dies,create a new one (if you wish, i wont force you)
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Name:Sarad(it means flower in mando'a) Visla
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Race: Mandalorian (If you could call being Mandalorian a race)
Age: 14
Affiliation: Clan Visla
Personality: brave, strong
Positive Traits: A leader, will often speak her mind,an excellent warrior(like most Mandalorians)
Negative Traits: Stubborn , Unpredictable
Other: Has a identical twin sister Burk'yc.
Is the ultimate gun nut.(when working on her weapons,it keeps her from thinking of things she'd rather not)
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Name:Atin Visla
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Race: Mandalorian
Age: 18
Affiliation: Clan Visla
Personality: brave,sarcastic(at times),optimist,
Positive Traits: caring , protective of sisters
Negative Traits: Stubborn , Unpredictable , may be extremely reckless to the point of were he holds all disregard for his personal well-being.
Other: older brother to Sarad and Burk'yc,will gut anyone who messes with his little sisters
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Name: Burc'yc(it means dangerous.)(perfect) Visla
Gender: female
Species: Human
Race: Mandalorian
Age: 14
Affiliation: Clan Visla
Personality: stubborn,shy
Positive Traits: an excellent marksman and close quarters combatant
Negative Traits: Will rarely speak unless she needs to.Shows signs of Post Traumatic Stress.
Other: identical twin sister to Sarad.
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It is an average fall day in Sarad's family home,there is a sign that the winter is coming with the occasional gush of wind from the northern regions.She looks for her twin sister Burk'yc Sarad finds her in her room on her datapad."Hey Burk'yc,Atin is on his way back from a job,he should be here in a few hours give or take.
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It is an average fall day in Sarad's family home,there is a sign that the winter is coming with the occasional gush of wind from the northern regions.She looks for her twin sister Burk'yc Sarad finds her in her room on her datapad."Hey Burk'yc,Atin is on his way back from a job,he should be here in a few hours give or take.
so many wordsBurk'yc agrees and follows her sister to wait for their brother
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A ship comes out of hyperspace orbiting Mandalore,its a MandalMoters korm'k ship.Atin begins his desent towards home and soon lands.the twins are waiting for him. He starts to remember tragic thoughts, their parents were killed.
im b.s-ing this irl"Burk'yc barely talks anymore and Sarad doesn't seem affected on the surface but i know it hit her hard."Ok Gtg you two.ttyl
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Ok, Let me see if I this character fits your style. She might not be what you're looking for; if that's so, just let me know and I'll come up with something else. The idea is for you to write her entrance by having someone find her on the barren homeworld of the Miraluka.
Name: Illya Lun'el
Gender: Female
Race: Miraluka (Explanation to come)
Age: 16
Affiliation: None yet.
Personality: Quiet, withdrawn disposition.
Positive Traits: Knowledge from the primeival days of the Jedi and the Old Republic. Excellent force sense. Minor Jedi abilities (Note: Illya does not consider herself a jedi or a force user, but she is in fact basing this solely on the fact she was never a user on par with the jedi from her own time. That said she knows far more than she realizes, and has the potential to quickly learn.)
Negative Traits: Much suppressed emotion; Possibly the last of her kind; Blind
History: Illya's people were always connected to the force by necessity. Having never evolved proper eyes, they learned to "see" through the force. This unfortunately drew the attention of one of the sith lords, Nihilus, who turned his eyes on their world to sate his endless hunger for force power, and many believe the race now extinct, and their world a lifeless rock. However this is not entirely accurate. Having always seen through the force, prophecy was not uncommon, and Illya's family was among those who foresaw Nihilus' coming. Aware his havoc could not be stopped, they resolved to hide in the only way they felt they could from the sith lord: By placing themselves in Stasis until long after when Nihilus was no more. Illya was only a teenager at the time and was loathe to be the first to enter her stasis chanber, but she trusted her parents and did as she was told.
When she awoke however, her parents were nowhere to be found and her world was a gray ash-heap compared to what she had left. (It is unknown how many years passed. It could be decades, centuries, or millennia, which lets us still set the era to whatever works)
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Ok, Let me see if I this character fits your style. She might not be what you're looking for; if that's so, just let me know and I'll come up with something else. The idea is for you to write her entrance by having someone find her on the barren homeworld of the Miraluka.
Name: Illya Lun'el
Gender: Female
Race: Miraluka (Explanation to come)
Age: 16
Affiliation: None yet.
Personality: Quiet, withdrawn disposition.
Positive Traits: Knowledge from the primeival days of the Jedi and the Old Republic. Excellent force sense. Minor Jedi abilities (Note: Illya does not consider herself a jedi or a force user, but she is in fact basing this solely on the fact she was never a user on par with the jedi from her own time. That said she knows far more than she realizes, and has the potential to quickly learn.)
Negative Traits: Much suppressed emotion; Possibly the last of her kind; Blind
History: Illya's people were always connected to the force by necessity. Having never evolved proper eyes, they learned to "see" through the force. This unfortunately drew the attention of one of the sith lords, Nihilus, who turned his eyes on their world to sate his endless hunger for force power, and many believe the race now extinct, and their world a lifeless rock. However this is not entirely accurate. Having always seen through the force, prophecy was not uncommon, and Illya's family was among those who foresaw Nihilus' coming. Aware his havoc could not be stopped, they resolved to hide in the only way they felt they could from the sith lord: By placing themselves in Stasis until long after when Nihilus was no more. Illya was only a teenager at the time and was loathe to be the first to enter her stasis chanber, but she trusted her parents and did as she was told.
When she awoke however, her parents were nowhere to be found and her world was a gray ash-heap compared to what she had left.
You know,this iis great,we can work w/ this
think i'll ask Ath to write something for Illya's entrance.(She's actually not that bad,once you get past her fanfics)
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i sense the twins put you up to this they did didnt they?
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i sense the twins put you up to this they did didnt they?
It was*long dramatic pause.......................................................Me!
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Sorry for being late,been busy with footbal...yes FOOTBALL not futbol. Now where did i put the script?
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Sarad and Burk'yc see a familiar Ebony figure come out of the ship,its their older brother Atin.They both rush up to greet him.Sarad looks in the visor of Atin's helmet."Can we go on the next one please?"
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"Sure just let me reach out to my contacts see if they have any thing" Atin leads the twins to his room,inside are a bed, a desk with a terminal and an armor locker.He checks his terminal,it seems his contacts reached him.There is a mesage reading: "Heard rumors about an entire planet destroyed with no sign of orbital assault,even my "acquaintances" havent heard of it. There is somthing at large going on.I can trust only you with this. There are a set of coordinates attached.Atin references the coordinates with the galactic database."The unkown regions?" He turns to his sisters. " It seems the both of you get your wish,pack up." Atin thinks about the message.This is vague,they're hiding something.No orbital bombardment? What then, the Sith?The three of them Board Atin's ship. Soon they enter hyperspace."Alright if the calculations are correct,we should be there in a few days so get comfortable.
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A couple of days past and soon come out of hyperspace within sight of a barren planet."its horrible."She checks on her sister, she is monitoring signs intelligent life.
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Burk'yc talks in a tone just loud enough for the both of them to hear."No comm traffic but im getting power readings and....a single sign of life? We should check it out."
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To be continued...(sorry everbody)
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Naration
(Think Yularan's V.A from CWs):After our Mandalorian trio are contacted about a ravaged planet that should still be inhabited,they decide to investigate.What they may find will be the last they expect.
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Atin looks at his little sister,confused. "What do you mean a single sign of life?"
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Burk'yc is hesitant to respond at first. "M-malfunction maybe? But im positive these power readings are not."
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Adrenaline rushes through Sarad with the promise of adventure. "Well then what are we standing around for? Lets find the reading's source and figure out whats going on!"She heads to her equipment locker to grab a Vibroblade that she puts in her shoulder sheath and finds her golden coloured blaster cannon.It looks like its cumbersome for her but its not.
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Burk'yc heads with her and opens her locker,inside are two collapsed blaster long rifles,two Vibroaxes that she puts in custom sheaths on her back, and one blaster pistol. While gearing up she glances at her sister.A blaster cannon? The way she is sometimes. Soon she hears the ship land with a slight thud.Next time im flying.
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Atin lands the ship near a village that appears to be the source of the mysterious readings. He heads aft to grab his gear, in his locker are a few souvenirs, a blaster carbine,and two Vibroblades he decided not to use them. He takes off his helmet to look in the mirror in his locker. He puts his hands through his black hair.There is beard stubble on his face, he then looks at the scar that runs from his left cheek to his jawline."Alright you two lets go"They walk down the ships ramp to see almost all the vilage's buildings collapsed to rubble. "The readings are half a klick east,shake a leg!" Soon they reach a building that thankfully has yet to collapse whatever's inside seems to be where this power's going too. They enter the house,they are just metres above what ever is being powered.A sliding hatch opens revealing a ladder to a hidden room. Atin begins to head down."Twin's,stay here." Inside he finds a console that seems connected to some sort of Cryo or Stasis Pod,he activates the release on pod. Inside is a humanoid girl of a species Atin isn't familiar with.He checks for a pulse,she is unconscious. "What happened here?" Atin starts to carry the girl up the ladder.
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Sarad is surprised to to see that Atin is carrying an unconscious girl on his back."Back to the ship! Medbay now!" Within the hour they head up the ship's ramp and head toward the ship's medbay. Atin gently lays the girl down on one of the beds.Sarad and Burk'yc head for the ships controls
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"Get us back home you two!" Atin takes off his helmet.What were you doing in that?After a few hours the girl seems to be coming too. "Take it easy Miss , you've probably been out for a long while."
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Illya felt hands move her as she began to slowly stir from slumber. The twilight veil that comes with sleep begins to disperse as she realizes she's regaining conciousness. She moves, disoriented. The room is warm, but she is still cold. The room is un-familiar. The hum of engines and ship components begin to echo in her surroundings. Had she been kidnapped?
"Where- Where am I?" she asked hesitantly, adjusting the fold of cloth covering her eyes. As the ship's engines begin to power up though, her head darts about more frantically.
"Why are we moving!?"
"What's going on?"
"Where are my mother and Father, and why can't I sense their presence?"
A panicked look crosses her face and suddenly the ship lurches as if pressed back to the ground. Gripping the bed and dizzily rolling out of it, she cries, "Stop the ship! I'm not leaving without them!" before falling to the floor.
... yea, you might need to sedate her or stop the ship and let her get her bearings. She's a little scared.
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Atin is startled when the girl he and the twins found has regained consciousness, she then fall's to the durasteel floor.He tries to help her up and opens his comms. "Twins stop the ship,she's awake."
Atin then tries to respond to this girl's frantic questions. "First things first, may you tell me your name? You dont have to if you don't want. As for your questions,your on my ship,we're orbiting this barren planet that we found you on, it's a miracle your in one piece." Atin then notices a blindfold on her face.I-is she...blind?Better I not ask. Hopefully her parents got away before whatever's happened to them. And what did she mean by "presence",is she a jetii?(jedi) "We'll go back right now for your parents,im sure they're ok."He says with a smile.
"If you want company,i can stay if you'd like?"
Atin opens his commlink to Sarad "We're going back,she wants to look for her parents."
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Trying to slow her frantic breaths, she takes Atin's hand and replies in a low voice.
"Illya. Illya Lun'el."
Standing, Illya tries to lean calmly against the examination bed- but she is still so very cold, and cannot help but shiver. Slowly Looking about, she thinks she recognizes the mandalorian armor worn by her rescuers. They are well armed; Uncannily well armed.
"That armor. You're not- not with the republic. Are you of the Mand'al clans?" she asks. She is unsure of her vocabulary, but anything is welcome to drown out the planet's silence. As she holds his hand, she senses the surface thoughts of Atin and replies, "No- not Jetii. Have you never seen a Miraluka 'vefo-..."
Illya collapses into Atin's arms, her sense of the world swimming for a moment as she fights to stay conscious.
can't show it properly right now, but since you stated they're orbiting the planet, Illya is not only recovering from a state of hibernation/stasis sickness, but also sensing a whole lot that hardly makes sense to her, including the fact Katarr (the world they are orbiting) is now completely dead.
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"Uncannily well armed" Atleast im not the one who chose what is basically a rotating blaster cannon.(the epitome of overkill.)
"Illya,thats a pretty name. My name's Atin Visla, you'll meet my little sisters,Sarad and Burk'yc in a minute"
Atin is slightly uncomfortable by Illya's response."Y-you can read my th-..." Illya then collapses in Atin's arms. He then yells for Burk'yc. "Burk'yc, i need you in the medbay! Grab the adrenaline!"
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Burk'yc rushes to the ships medbay. She sees Illya collapsed in her brother's arms. Burk'yc then opens a nearby first aid station and grabs a syringe with adrenaline, she inserts it in a vein in Illya's arm. "This should work"
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"Thanks sis." Atin turns to Illya introductions are an order. "Illya this is Burk'yc,Burk'yc this is Illya."
Ok i gotta go, see yall lAter.sorry everythings so short Eric,got practice in an hour.
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As the realization of Hibernation sickness sets in, Illya tries not to struggle as she's put back on the examination table. Her senses feel dull and even the prick of the stim-pack feels almost too distant to detect as she tries to stay calm.
"I'm- am, am I? I'm sorry, I-..." she tries to formulate words with little success as she turns her head about. She may not be able to see them, but it still helps her as she tries to look on the others, and her surroundings.
"I must have stood up too quickly," she reasons as she lies back to let the blood flow to her head again.
A moment or so later her head begins to clear again as the adrenal stim takes effect. As she hears Atin introduce Burk'yc, she nods toward her in acknowledgement.
"Pleased to meet you Burk'yc," she says quietly.
(now just to see if she freaks at Sarad with the cannon) yea, I don't know if I'm portraying initial stages of waking from hibernation right, but my guess is even without the blindness, it's not a quick wake-up process.)
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Thinking about getting in on this. Just to check, this is set around the time of KotOR 2 from what I can tell?
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Just to check, this is set around the time of KotOR 2 from what I can tell?
Yeah, Anywhere around the end of KotOR 2 to SWTOR.(which gives a 300-400 year time gap to work with,if im not mistaken
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Yeah, Anywhere around the end of KotOR 2 to SWTOR.(which gives a 300-400 year time gap to work with,if im not mistaken
Ok, so the Triumvirate and the Sith are gone as far as anyone knows?
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Ok, so the Triumvirate and the Sith are gone as far as anyone knows?
Yes. In short, this takes place after the deaths of the Sith Lords Nihilus, Sion, and Traya (that is pretty much the only stipulation of my character, as she was an escapee of Nihilus' wrath). So far, we seem to, by my best guess, have it that the Jedi Order is being (re)built by those trained by the Exile, and so far are still too small to be of much influence. In that regard, Force use would likely be in a dark age, and lawlessness is going to be prevalent throughout most of the galaxy as the Republic is going to still be fighting to re-establish dominance in its own star-systems.
We're honestly still establishing our timeline some, so if you have a specific time to start from, your input is welcome. So much is still up in the air in terms of "when". I'd originally pondered making a character who was a progeny of Brianna (The Handmaiden from KotoR II) but felt such a character would likely A) lead to OP character shenanigans, and/or B) prompt too much debate on Force dogma. I'd therefore written the one I have now with an aim toward avoiding those things. Still, we have options, and its early enough we could take it any number of directions!
Anyhoo, Let us know what you think. It'd be fun to have another person in on the action!
Oh, on that note, there's Something I'd like to ask Operators:
Could we make it our general rule (exceptions welcome) that unless we feel the need to, we're going to treat ours as an alternate history RP, so nobody feels railroaded into making the story progress a certain way. That would make me feel I could write more freely, and ensure the factions we play don't have to reflect things like say, SWtOR unless we decide we want them to.
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As the realization of Hibernation sickness sets in, Illya tries not to struggle as she's put back on the examination table. Her senses feel dull and even the prick of the stim-pack feels almost too distant to detect as she tries to stay calm.
"I'm- am, am I? I'm sorry, I-..." she tries to formulate words with little success as she turns her head about. She may not be able to see them, but it still helps her as she tries to look on the others, and her surroundings.
"I must have stood up too quickly," she reasons as she lies back to let the blood flow to her head again.
A moment or so later her head begins to clear again as the adrenal stim takes effect. As she hears Atin introduce Burk'yc, she nods toward her in acknowledgement.
"Pleased to meet you Burk'yc," she says quietly.
(now just to see if she freaks at Sarad with the cannon) yea, I don't know if I'm portraying initial stages of waking from hibernation right, but my guess is even without the blindness, it's not a quick wake-up process.)
I finally have free time to update this.
A few minutes after Burk'yc leaves to help Atin , Sarad decides to check on them.
Wonder what the girl's like? guess ill go find out. She heads down the hall towards the medbay. She walks in the doorway still with her blaster cannon, apparently the girl is awake(but still struggling with her bearings ). " Howdy everyone!" she says seemingly without a care in the galaxy.
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Atin's introduction of Burk'yc to Illya is cut short when Sarad shows up.
aww shit , this wont go well for Illya. please Sarad don't over do it,please? ---"And that Illya,is my other sister Sarad. she can be somewhat off-putting but she's just messing with you...mostly. anyways ,Illya ,this is Sarad, our resident gun nut" He then addresses another situation."Umm sarad, who's piloting the ship?"
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Sarad knew Atin would ask this, so she stopped the ship before she left.
" Settle down, I stopped the ship,its not like anything's gonna' happen anyway."
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Illya stares (if one could call it that) back at Sarad somewhat nervously.
"Th-thank you Sarad," then looking about, asks, "Please, this is all so new. Mum and Dad had prepped me to go under is the last thing I remember before being brought here. They'd promised they'd wake me themselves after about a month. That was our plan."
Her voice trails off...
'But that's clearly not so, which means something's gone wrong.' she thinks to herself.
She can feel her heart rising into her throat as she asks, "I- don't mean to ask the obvious, but is- is that dead world outside the ship... is that really Katarr?"
Illya, looked about, listening, and hoping to be surprised by the answer she'd receive. However her Miraluka perception- what others called "force sense", seldom deceived her. She wanted to step outside the ship and find her parents, but she would probably need to borrow a rebreather mask just to avoid inhaling the ash outside. Whatever their intentions, she was at their mercy of her present company.
As she listened, Illya clutched Atin's hand the tighter.
Trying to drown out her pending anxiety, Illya tries to ask another question, hoping her rescuers might explain more about themselves. She suspected they were Mandalorians, but if they were, their style of armor had changed some since last she'd seen one. Her next question, she hoped, would let her know more as she asks, "So, what brought you all here? Did something draw you?-"
Her brain censored her initial impulse to ask if they'd come for some sort of business. Any business on a world this dead wasn't the legitimate kind. Perhaps some kind of sport or salvage?
I sure hope Atin, Burk'yc, or Sarad are big huggers. This girl is scared!
sorry for my delayed response. Had a bit of a life crisis keep me away a while
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Atin start to think on how to respond to Illya.
'I don't want to lie to the poor kid(as far as he could tell she looked to be around the age of his sisters.),it won't do any good for her. Illya's lost her family and friends, hell,even her entire homeworld. Who knows what's going on in her head? '
Atin starts to take a deep breath.
" I won't try to hide to truth from you...but you probably already know what I'll say." He starts to hold Illya's hand tighter and looks to where her eyes would be. " Im sorry Illya... Katarr is gone.
Atin lets go and steps away from Illya. " As to what-I should say more of who-brought us here, I have this "Contact" that gives me intelligence from time to time, their very vague at times and... this may seem strange but I don't know who, what or where they are so i don't trust them at all."
"Anyways, last week i get a message from them saying that there was a world that hasn't been inhabited for nearly a decade, at first i didn't believe this but we were given a set of coordinates for this planet and we had to investigate. Then we ended having faint power fluxes and found you in what was a stasis pod."
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Illya nods, trying to swallow back her sense of loss. She's finds it frighteningly easy, and deep down, knows she's not yet willing to accept it.
"So, you three are like, mercenaries," she comments in reflection.
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Atin starts to chuckles at Illya's response.
" Mercenaries ?" he starts. " That makes it sound almost as if we're not good people. I personally prefer the term Bounty Hunter, but that doesn't help much anyways."
" That aside, we just want to find out what's going on just as much as you do. We never want to hurt you, and if anyone does try to, we'll handle it . Okay there ?"
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Reserved for my new Pyro character.
Edit (10/02): I should be done with Dawn by the end of the week(give or take)
Name:Dawn "Pyro" Shepherd
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Race: Mandalorian (If you could call being Mandalorian a race)
Age: 17
Affiliation: Whoever the hell pays her the most.
Occupation:Bounty Hunter
Personality: Mentally Unstable. Shows Psychopathic and Arsonistic tendencies.
Positive Traits: Has an unusually high pain tolerance, making her relentless in combat. (is this OP as hell?..probably? let me know pls.)
Negative Traits: Is very aggressive towards others at times.
Other: Favors wrist mounted FlameThrowers, a Flechette Shotgun ,and a Machete in combat. (yeah... this is sounding OP as hell to me.)
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Reserved for my new Pyro character.
will be updated...eventually
Name:Dawn "Pyro" Shepherd
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Race: Mandalorian
Age: 17
Affiliation: Whoever the hell pays her the most.
Occupation:Bounty Hunter
Personality:
Positive Traits:
Negative Traits:
Other:
Well...this will gogreat(sarcasm)
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I like Pyro as a supporting character. She might even make a good recurring or main PC. If you're willing, after this arc, we could introduce her as the person that offers Atin, Burcly'c, Sarad, and Illya their next bit of work. It could make for a good way to have Illya get her feet wet and learn what kind of people she's working with.
Now for my blurb on the story
"Oh I didn't mean it like that!" objected Illya. Yet as she listens, Illya's face relaxes and even hints a brief smile at Atin's gentle response.
After hearing Atin's explanation, she tilts her head down, and asks in a lower voice, "Then-... could you perhaps take me to where you found me? I-... I'm a little afraid to go, -but I need to see for myself."
She then adds with a shrug, "I- may also need one of your rebreather masks."
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" Yeah we'll take you back."
Atin then puts his hand on Illya's shoulder to try to give her some sense of comfort. " Don't worry ad'ika, we're here to help okay?"
Atin then asks the Twins to find a Re-breather for Illya. " Hey Sarad and Burk'yc, can you two go find Illya a Re-breather please?
I like Pyro as a supporting character. She might even make a good recurring or main PC. If you're willing, after this arc, we could introduce her as the person that offers Atin, Burcly'c, Sarad, and Illya their next bit of work. It could make for a good way to have Illya get her feet wet and learn what kind of people she's working with.
Im leaving that up to Athena and crystal.
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(I get the feeling you all feel a little bogged down with this whole "Everything is new to Illya" Thing, so I'm going to try to write this to get us out of the tiny minutia details so we can get our plot moving. Please let me know if I'm in error. Another thing: Since I am taking liberties with character dialogue, please know I'll happily change/delete it if you don't like the dialogue. Just let me know or write your own variant and i'll delete accordingly. To be clear: I DON'T WANT TO MISREPRESENT ANYONE'S CHARACTERS!)
Illya stood, taking care to be more cautious this time, and followed Burk'yc and Sarad to the cargo bay, where they prepped to get her fitted for a life-support mask
"Try this on," says Sarad, handing a breathing mask to Illya. As she tries it on, she turns to see Burk'yc pull an old Mandalorian helm and external life support pack out and hold it up in suggestion.
"I don't know Burk'yc, do you think she should really be using one of our old helmets? She won't see a thing in i- oh, right. Well let's try it."
Illya felt the helm go over her face. It was comfortable, even without the rest of a suit to go with.
"You don't look that bad in it," commented Sarad, "You might make a good Mandalorian."
"I didn't think Miraluka could be Mandalorians," commented Illya under the helmet.
"Well, mandalorian isn't a race so much as a lifestyle. It- what's the matter now Burk'yc?"
Burk'yc shook her head and held up the hose to the primary life support pack it was built for, revealing a dangerously exposed tear.
"Ah. I forgot that's why we threw that in here! We're going to have to go with the mask you first tried on Illya. Sorry."
Illya feels Burk'yc's hand on her shoulder, and thinks she can just barely sense her say in the quietest of voices, "Maybe next time."
Illya removed the helm and the two sisters gingerly set it aside before helping her fit the mask on. As they are finishing, Atin leans in the doorway and asks, "What's the hold-up?"
"We're just getting it adjusted," says Sarad brightly.
"Lets get a move on then," says Atin, "Daylight is waning out there."
Picking up their weapons Burk'yc and Sarad head for the boarding ramp. Illya moves to follow pausing only briefly to glance back at the mandalorian helmet she'd tried on.
The boarding ramp lowered to reveal a desolate landscape, and for a moment Illya has to adjust to the sight of what she'd only faintly sensed outside the ship before. She watches as the three mandalorians set out, following their tracks in the ash and dry plant-life. Burk'yc, last in the line, walks a few steps, then without a word turns and walks up to Illya, hands her a small hold-out style blaster pistol, and turns again to join the others. Illya stares for a moment at the small blaster, then sticks it in her pocket and pulling her off-white hood over her head, follows them down the ramp.
When they reached the location, Illya recognized the location and headed straight to the hidden basement. She then moves past her pod to two other tubes. Activating their internal lights, she dusts the debris of the first. Its empty. As she moves to the second she has to adjust the power coupling to power the second. It too is empty.
"Whatever happened, they weren't here," thought Illya, then mutters under her breath, "But- they promised."
For a moment Illya stares pensively about the room. Perhaps the dark one arrived before they had the chance. But if that was so- then she'd escaped his notice by mere minutes.
Turning, she sees the Mandalorians peeking in from above and replies, "I may not find answers, but I want to look one more place. How do you three feel about abandoned jetii temples?
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(I get the feeling you all feel a little bogged down with this whole "Everything is new to Illya" Thing, so I'm going to try to write this to get us out of the tiny minutia details so we can get our plot moving. Please let me know if I'm in error. Another thing: Since I am taking liberties with character dialogue, please know I'll happily change/delete it if you don't like the dialogue. Just let me know or write your own variant and i'll delete accordingly. To be clear: I DON'T WANT TO MISREPRESENT ANYONE'S CHARACTERS!)
Illya stood, taking care to be more cautious this time, and followed Burk'yc and Sarad to the cargo bay, where they prepped to get her fitted for a life-support mask
"Try this on," says Sarad, handing a breathing mask to Illya. As she tries it on, she turns to see Burk'yc pull an old Mandalorian helm and external life support pack out and hold it up in suggestion.
"I don't know Burk'yc, do you think she should really be using one of our old helmets? She won't see a thing in i- oh, right. Well let's try it."
Illya felt the helm go over her face. It was comfortable, even without the rest of a suit to go with.
"You don't look that bad in it," commented Sarad, "You might make a good Mandalorian."
"I didn't think Miraluka could be Mandalorians," commented Illya under the helmet.
"Well, mandalorian isn't a race so much as a lifestyle. It- what's the matter now Burk'yc?"
Burk'yc shook her head and held up the hose to the primary life support pack it was built for, revealing a dangerously exposed tear.
"Ah. I forgot that's why we threw that in here! We're going to have to go with the mask you first tried on Illya. Sorry."
Illya feels Burk'yc's hand on her shoulder, and thinks she can just barely sense her say in the quietest of voices, "Maybe next time."
Illya removed the helm and the two sisters gingerly set it aside before helping her fit the mask on. As they are finishing, Atin leans in the doorway and asks, "What's the hold-up?"
"We're just getting it adjusted," says Sarad brightly.
"Lets get a move on then," says Atin, "Daylight is waning out there."
Picking up their weapons Burk'yc and Sarad head for the boarding ramp. Illya moves to follow pausing only briefly to glance back at the mandalorian helmet she'd tried on.
The boarding ramp lowered to reveal a desolate landscape, and for a moment Illya has to adjust to the sight of what she'd only faintly sensed outside the ship before. She watches as the three mandalorians set out, following their tracks in the ash and dry plant-life. Burk'yc, last in the line, walks a few steps, then without a word turns and walks up to Illya, hands her a small hold-out style blaster pistol, and turns again to join the others. Illya stares for a moment at the small blaster, then sticks it in her pocket and pulling her off-white hood over her head, follows them down the ramp.
When they reached the location, Illya recognized the location and headed straight to the hidden basement. She then moves past her pod to two other tubes. Activating their internal lights, she dusts the debris of the first. Its empty. As she moves to the second she has to adjust the power coupling to power the second. It too is empty.
"Whatever happened, they weren't here," thought Illya, then mutters under her breath, "But- they promised."
For a moment Illya stares pensively about the room. Perhaps the dark one arrived before they had the chance. But if that was so- then she'd escaped his notice by mere minutes.
Turning, she sees the Mandalorians peeking in from above and replies, "I may not find answers, but I want to look one more place. How do you three feel about abandoned jetii temples?
You won't hear any argument from me on the dialogue.
Personally I think you did it better than i could, though im sorry that you had to go out of your way. its because im dealing with a lot of school stuff so im trying get all of it in before the end of the quarter which ends what?...the 11th or something, guess its just epic crunch time for me,huh?
I need to stop procrastinating and get to the story(i'm always like this for some reason).
Illya's mention of jetii temples starts to echo in Sarad's mind.
" Jetti Temples and Barren Planets? What could go wrong?" she says happily. She then adds "Welp!, lead the way then"
Sarad then turns to her sister Burk'yc who is probably giving a look to Sarad as if to say " Literally anything!"
"Yeah,yeah. I know, " Don't push your luck", I got it Sis,you don't have to remind me."
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Nodding, Illya checks a plastisteel container for what she hoped would be supplies or at least a bag to hold what remains of her belongings. Tossing aside the unusable dead power cells and decayed remains, she dons an old, time-worn purse of her mother's, and filling it with what little usable things she can find, climbs back out.
"If memory serves, the temple should be this way," she says, pointing in a direction almost perpendicular to the direction they'd come from. Following Illya's lead, the three Mandalorians help her blaze a trail.
"I don't see any signs of weapons fire," comments Illya, "Whatever happened wiped out not just my people, but every living thing. Animals, trees, the lot. -and did so without any blaster fire or conventional weapons. Could a Sith Lord really do all this?
Yet as they neared the Jetii temple, Illya is stopped by Burk'yc, who slows her. As they enter the temple chambers, Illya is only partially aware of the lights the others have turned on to see in the unlit halls. She is, however, only too aware of the skeletal remains lying strewn about the halls.
Suddenly, Illya is stopped short by Burk'yc, who grabs her sharply by the shoulder and points her weapon ahead into the passage. There, down the passage, a scorched skeleton lies across them, and the glint of something metallic.
"Wh-what's wrong?" asks Illya nervously.
Leaving next lines up to you guys, as you're the Mandalorians who'd spot the traps stop Illya from getting killed by them, but I'm figuring there are proximity mines, traps, and possibly even a sentry droid or two from the old sith wars in the temple that they have to take care of. Atin or one of the others could explain that the scorched corpse was killed by plasma, and that based on the designs, the traps look to be of sith origin, and might have been left by Sith military to dissuade people (particularly Jedi) from returning to the temple or city (people don't like to settle in booby-trapped homes after all). After this happens, I figure Illya can open one of the secret passages (the kind that only a force user can) to see if they can find any information or treasure. As before, Operator-Chan twin is at liberty to change this if she doesn't like any of the actions I had Burk'yc take.
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Sarad, trailing close behind her sister and Illya, sees that they both abruptly stopped. Burk'yc then looks back at Sarad and motions with her blaster at the ground and for Sarad to come over.
"What is it you two? A spider or some....thing?" Sarad then realizes what made the both of them stop. In front of the trio is a pile of torched skeletal remains.
Sarad then kneels to investigate the body, she then notices what looks like an old plasma mine. "Osik we got mines,get back! Atin?, we got a problem here."
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Atin catches up to the group and shines his lights at what's keeping them from progressing. A sith-era mine from what he can guess. This should be easy. "Ok " He says as he rubs his hand together. "Everybody step back and give me a couple of minutes ".
Atin then moves the remains out of the way and gets out his E.O.D kit. After a few minutes of tension and fiddling with the mechanism , Atin starts mumbling something to himself. “C’mere you little bastard!” Soon he then retrieves the mine's explosive charge. " Plasma huh? Guess this goes in the crate of things that almost killed me? * cough, cough* non-specific Hurt Locker reference All joking aside , keep frosty girls. Because if i’m right, we’re dealing with Darjetii(sith) traps, which probably means more Mines, WarDroids, Trapdoors, and other more unpleasant things to royally screw with our day.”
Atin then checks to see if Illya and Burk’yc are all okay. “You two okay?” Burk’yc looks over and gives a thumbs up. "Good, guess i'll take point here... if you dont mind."
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SHE'S ALIVE just got this fully drafted. let me know if some things dont make total sense, ill try to fix it
EDIT#2: i feel like im contradicting myself here and shoehorning this... dammit.
Name:Dawn "Pyro" Shepherd
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Race: Mandalorian (If you could call being Mandalorian a race)
Age: 17
Affiliation: Whoever the hell pays her the most.
Occupation:Bounty Hunter
Personality: Not the most sane person to be around. (After some genetic modifications that left her more aggressive and with more endurance in “situations of high stress” she was confined to take a stabilising medication for the rest of her life)
On occasion she can be on the verge of murdering everything in sight.( On one occasion, when working on a job with Atin Visla , Dawn was wounded with half a dozen blaster wounds. she snapped , screaming " Get the hell away!" and suddenly tried to kill him with her machete. She almost did, after knocking off his helmet. Atin nearly lost his left eye. Dawn gave him a scar running from the top right of the eye straight to his jawline.))
Positive Traits: Has an unusually high pain tolerance, making her relentless in combat, though that doesn't mean she's immortal
Negative Traits: Not keen to most people for conversation,though she has a soft spot for Atin Visla. ( . combat however, is a different story as she will impulsively charge straight towards the threat.
Other: Favors wrist mounted FlameThrowers, a Flechette Shotgun ,and a Machete in combat. (yeah... this is sounding OP as hell to me.)
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[Dawn's intro goes here]
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"well? We're waiting
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Illya watched in amazement as the three Mandalorians responded to the threat. Atin's movements were slow and deliberate as he worked to move past the motion sensor and dismantle the explosive. As he separated the charge from the mechanism, Illya heaved a sigh of relief.
"By the looks of things, he seems like a grave robber who came to scratch some valuables from this place before he was killed by one of those," muttered Illya, "But these signs. The mines, the traps. It's as if the sith left it booby-trapped to act as a warning- ...or a reminder."
After she heard Atin's reply she nodded. Leading them with a renewed sense of caution, they walked deeper into the abandoned temple. Darkness all but erased the edges of the rooms as they wandered through. Illya, however, was not bothered by low light, although a part of her wished she was limited to the narrow beams of light her friends had to see with, for much of what she sensed about them sent shivers down her spine.
As they entered the main hall, Illya looked about at the crumbling infrastructure. One of the two winding staircases had collapsed, and dust particles hung in the air like wisps. Centered about it was a (now dry) fountain that served as the room's centerpiece Illya walked past this to the back of the hall and raised her hand to move the hidden Jetii lock. A grind of masonry could be heard behind the wall, and a second later, dim lights danced across the stone in old letters and a stairway formed behind the fountain leading down.
"I'd see the Jetii use this occasionally, though I've never been down here myself. I'm sure the sith penetrated it, but since only a force user can open it, its unlikely the tomb raiders found a way in, so its possible we'll find some preserved records or data of what happened," she said, then turning to glance back, replied with a shrug, "-we might even find some valuables."
With that, Illya slowly began to descend the stairs. An inch of ash and stone dust covered the floor. Another body lay not far beyond the stairs end, and sensing something beneath the dust, used the force to lift a lightsaber from the dust.
"I'd say this is a promising sign," she said, holding the weapon up, "They would have looted bodies of things like this if raiders had made it down here."
Your turn. We could have a firefight in the narrow corridors, and possibly some more mines, but I figure this place hasn't been looted yet, and may yet have some more jetii secret doors and/or passageways.
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Yay! My second fav. Senpai is back! (Hunter's my first)
Sarad looks with both curiosity and slight uneasiness as Illya reaches out to grab a Jetii'kad, a Lightsaber, with seemingly invisible fingers. She then started to wonder everything that could go wrong 'Jeez, what the hell me? I watch too many holo-vids.' Sarad then walks over to Illya , now that her uneasiness has mostly passed.
"A Jetii'kad? From what I know, Beskar'gam can take hits from one of these. Though I was never keen to try that myself."
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Atin walks over to Illya & Sarad, amused. " Good ol' Beskar. 'Atin'la as osik.'(Tough as crap)" He says as he pounds his armored chest, giving a moderate but dull sound that echoes through the barren halls.
Within seconds , Sith droids activate out of nowhere and immediately open fire . "Dammit,everyone find cover,n--!" Atin was cut off by a blaster shot hitting him squarely in the chest.
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"There's Armor that can stop one of these!?" asks Illya in awe. Yet as Illya looks behind her at the other three, she hears the whir of sith droid tech clamor down the halls and looks back in time to see the dust-bitten lead droid fire a blaster bolt over her head. Instinctively, Illya drops to the floor and covers her head, still clasping the lightsaber in one hand, and watches as the others move to cover her. Recognizing the need to respond with them, Illya immediately fumbles at her pocket for the hold-out blaster Burk'yc had given her.
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However, Illya is hardly able to even point the gun in order to fight back before the fight is over, and is helped up by one of the others.
"They didn't even hesitate," thought Illya awestruck, "They simply took charge and handled it."
As the three moved past her to get a view further in, Illya followed, quietly watching, and thought to herself, "I wonder if I could ever learn to be like them. To be as cool and calm in troubled times like this."
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Atin helps Illya to her feet, ignoring the scorch marks on his chest shoulder plates from glancing shots. "Let's get you on your feet here ad'ika" Then he starts to look around at the destroyed bodies of droids. Four of their heads are cleanly separated from the rest of their frames. "Burk'yc , hell of a shot as ever. Guess that means I owe her credits. Jeez, i'm gonna be broke if she keeps it up.
He then reaches in one of his pouches for Twenty credits and tosses them to Burk'yc " Burk'yc, catch. And now you get to take point "
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Sarad starts to get upset. "Awww, why cant I get paid Ori'vod?" Then she gets even more upset,"Di'kut! Why does she get all the credit, I helped too?
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Atin gives a warm smile to Sarad. "Because," He says as he rest his hand on her golden haired head. " maybe, you might want to use something that not an overly huge bigass rotary blaster. I know your too stubborn to admit it but it might be getting a little heavy for you. Your pushing yourself too hard , take it easy, 'kay there ad'ika?"
Im gonna shoehorn this in: ( mostly because i'd assume there would be Back-up life support in the temple. Its what i would have.)
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Illya smiles as she watches from behind. They might have been mercenaries, but they were also family- and a good-hearted family at that. The lights dance about each wall and corner as Illya walks alongside Sarad. The corridors were narrow, and littered with destruction and decay, and had Illya's newfound friends not been so quick and skilled, she might have felt safer by herself in the dark where she was a less discernable target, being the only one who needed no light to see. However, the last skirmish had left her feeling safer than she'd ever felt since she'd awoken, and now that she'd seen them in action, the Mandalorian arms that she'd found so intimidating were quickly becoming a source of reassurance for her. Even Sarad's rotary repeater was leaving her with a sense of shelter because of its bearer.
Occasionally Illya stops to check a debris pile or corpse, hoping she isn't overlooking something important. One of them, she finds in an obscure corner with another lightsaber (although this rusted handle, apart from its crystal, looks like it has seen better days), and a security-card (among other things). Then as they reach a closed door, Illya and Burk'yc do their best to push open the door while Sarad covers the entrance, and Atin their retreat. Their efforts reveal a disused inner sanctum. Dim lights and iridescent edging light up the control panel toward the far side, and an enigmatic dais serves as the centerpiece of the octagonal room. Illya walked across, keeping watch of the dais as she crosses the room, and switches on the auxiliary power. Computer screens stirr to life as the control panel reveals its purpose as a central kiosk. The others move to join Illya as she waves them over, and for a moment, Illya thinks she can sense a figure peeking behind the corner of the entrance they'd entered from, but as she looks again to get a better glimpse, she senses nothing there. Merely a strong presence near the entrance of something once there, but gone.
"I hope this place isn't getting to me already," she thinks to herself. The lights are dismayingly sharp in the otherwise pitch black of the lightless chamber, and slowly the ceiling lights flicker to life. The illuminated room then reveals what had been increasingly bothering Illya since she'd begun checking the bodies they'd moved past. Bodies that seemed to have been of people minding their own business before dropping dead suddenly in their tracks. Some lay tipped over small drops along the edges of the floor, clasping throats or heads in anguish.
"It's like they were all mummified, and then the sith moved in," comments Illya, "I mean, I expected to see blaster fire or lightsaber scoring in here, but now that I think about it, I haven't seen any except our own since we entered this secret labyrinth. Just dead Jedi and Sith traps. Its like they never even fought each-other in here. Do you suppose the weapon's fire we saw earlier was from tomb raiders who got killed by the sith traps and war-droids they left behind?"
Illya then turns to console to access it and finds yet another barrier. The console is in fact locked by codes and interface barriers, and even the security key she'd found earlier is proving only enough to unlock the main directory and little more.
"What I'd give for an astromech droid. Are any of you proficient with computer security?" asks Illya hopefully.
If someone wants to, I figure that if someone tries to hack it, they'll find evidence of someone having already hacked much of the system, and they'll find messages of the Jedi's plan to bait Lord Nihilus into attacking them there because they didn't think they could possibly be taken so easily (and securing local treasures like their holocrons), and then of Nihilus razing the planet and draining it of life from orbit. Don't feel like you have to use my premise though. I like your ideas too!
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Im back from being MIA and death!
Burk'yc raises her hand to acknowledge Illya's question. "Ill do it" She says in a tone out of the norm of her normal quiet self. "Huh?, I actually think she's grown on me? Thats funny 'cause with most people,I'm not like this way around 'em.
Burk'yc starts running through the security systems, she notices that they give only minor resistance. " This seems too easy, something's wrong."
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Sarad looks back,with heavy concern. "I don't think now's the time to jinx it, with our luck this might all go to hell? Guess we'll have to wait and see."
Don't feel like you have to use my premise though. I like your ideas too!
The thing is... most of our ideas suck or are outright stupid. if it feels like we're making you do all the work we'll see if any of them might work.
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As Burk'yc continues sifting through the system,most of which was corrupted, either from age or lack of maintenance(it's likely both) , she comes across messages and fuzzy security recordings mentioning a Sith Lord, Darth Nihilus,they also mentioned setting a trap for this Sith. She transfers the data to a nearby monitor on her left. She turns to Illya with a question."Hey Illya, i cant tell what these records are talking about,could you see if you can do any better?"
hey Eric, you can do the details on the recordings if you want.
The thing is... most of our ideas suck or are outright stupid. if it feels like we're making you do all the work we'll see if any of them might work.
We could try that Warhammer40k lost Space Marine idea? Infinities...???
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We could try that Warhammer40k lost Space Marine idea? Infinities...???
There's been worse ideas, guess i'll do it
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Illya gently moved a cord, setting off a small buildup of static, clearing some of the distortions. The face was of a prominent jedi. One from before her time in stasis. "Atris" She seemed to recall, was the name, or something close to it.
"The Sith Lord is as arrogant as he is heartless," she said, her blue hologram illuminating the kiosk, "He seems to think that even with his forces scattered, he can still take us on uninhibited. At least we know he's easy to track, as his hunger for the life force of others seems insatiable! Still, he cannot hope to match us here. The Miraluka are almost as well connected to the force as us, and will be able to resist him better than most races, and our numbers will overwhelm him in short order when he arrives on the planet. With the third and fifth fleets cutting off his other routes, he'll play right into our hands!"
There was more, but Illya was more interested in a final transmission captured in the archive after now. It was between the same jedi and someone in the temple. As she played it, Illya could feel her throat knot and tilted her head back as her sockets swelled with pools of tears behind her blindfold.
"... you're sure?" Atris asked.
The return voice replied, "I told you, There's nothing left! No people, no animals,- nothing!"
Not sure what the warhammer 40k is, but it sounds interesting. send me thoughts to read on!
"That is- unfortunate," replied the image of Atris, "We never dreamt Nihilus could drain the whole planet, much less do so from orbit. And what of the Temple? Are the holocrons secure?"
"There's no telling. The computers were wiped, and the sith packed this place with so many traps I can't sit without checking where! The fact I managed to get remote access to the main computer terminal to use the transmitter and contact you is promising, but we lost a third of our team just trying to get inside the foyer. I'm not risking any more men. Not even for the Holocron of Eos. I'm pulling my-"
Illya halted the recording, her head tilted as far back as she could manage, before tilting down, letting her lachrymal floodgates spill over her face and blurting out, "Those bone pinching Jackels knew! They knew he was coming and said nothing to us!"
She sobbed on, "Maybe they knew even before my parents started preparing."
Not sure what idea you're referring to, but I'm game. PM me with details and we can compare as we iron out some ideas before we post here.
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[Insert really horrible plan here]
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Kinda left everyone hanging didn't I. Suggestions are welcome, but if we want to have more encounters before leaving, we could have sith assassin droids attempt an ambush (maybe even have them stalked by one of the HK models!), but its optional. You two can have us meet up with your new characters, and we can set up for a different adventure, as Illya will have learned all she can from this place. Does anyone want to look for a secret passage before we go?
Having finished her cry, Illya swallowed hard, and turned to squarely face the others.
"Thank you. All of you. I know there's nothing left for me here now. Watching you all, I've seen your work. Your sense of family and comradery. I don't know if this is asking too much, and maybe I don't understand it enough to ask this, but I want what you have in my life right now. That's why I want" she paused hesitantly, took a deep breath, then said aloud in resolution, "I want to become a Mandalorian."
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Ooo, HK units,they'll be fun.
Atin is taken aback with Illya's statement. He then rest his hand on her shoulder with a gentle grip. "Are you sure your set with this decision? Once you go through with this, you'll have a cin vhetin;a clean slate, meaning we won't judge you by your past , only by what you do this point onward. But, let's not rush this,we can have that settled when we get back to the ship.
As he starts to look around he starts to wonder if he can find anything else last minute. "Alright " he says as he puts on his pitch black helmet.",you girls can head back to the ship if you want, i'll check if there's anything i can grab last minute.
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Sarad is too excited to contain herself. "Yay! i'm gonna have a new sister! This is so awesome!" She then rushes to hug Illya. After a few seconds she turns to her brother. " You sure you want to look by yourself ori'vod? I'll watch your six."
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Burk'yc looks over to Sarad and crosses her arms casually. "Atin 'ill be fine, he can handle himself. Lets just head to the ship beca-" She is cut off by a yawn that managed to escape from her mouth. " Ugh... jeez i've been awake for too long. It's been thirty-six hours ,so don't be surprised if you two have to drag me to the ship." She then motions to Illya and Sarad." well, let's get goin'." Now they head for the ship, unaware of what lurks in the shadows.....
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Cliffhangers and asteriks? The loli has grown up, you get headpats!
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Well... poll away peeps!
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Welp, time to keep this lively shall we.
As Atin starts to search for anything of use he spots a lockbox under a nearby desk,intrigued, he decides to open it. “ Please don't expl-. Well damn, that’s convenient.” Inside was a Lightsaber, it had a deep navy blue metallic handle with red painted strokes running at both ends. He then clicks the activation button and out spungs a bright purple blade. If it wasn’t clear already, this belonged to a very offbeat Jedi. Atin clips the Lightsaber to his belt
Soon, through his enhanced auditory sensors in his helmet, he hears a weapon charging. As he faces where the noise came from he begins to adjust his multi-spectrum visor. Before he can get far , an artificial voice stops him.
“ Assertion: You have a very low chance of survival during this encounter, Mandalorian Meatbag.” Atin quickly realizes it's an HK unit. “ Well this won’t go too well ” He says to himself.
The HK unit then raises it's weapon to fire and says ” Statement: I wish you to be an appropriate opponent and a painless death.” Within seconds after the droid was finished, it unleashed a hellstorm of firepower at Atin. He narrowly dodges the projectiles that were fatal. A few glanced off his armor, though his luck ran out when he felt acute pains in his upper left leg. He shrugs off the pain with the adrenaline naturally in his system as he returns fire with his rifle.
Atin sticks to a piece of cover and primes a Thermal Detonator. He then throws it towards the HK unit and it explodes in brilliant fashion. “ Well that asshole wasn’t too hard” he says with excitement. He starts to look around at all carnage he caused. “ Damn im awesome! ” He tries to contact the twin at the ship, all that comes is static. “ I need to up my comms ,haven't done that in a while huh?” As he starts to walk towards the exit he collapses as the pain returns. He opens his medkit and applies gauze and morphine on the wound , it will have to do.
As he nears the temple exit, grimacing with every step that he has to put weight on the wounded limb, he tries to get ahold of the twins again, this time he gets a connection. "I'm coming out, bring the ship closer." A moment later he gets a reply." Don't need to, we're already h-..." Both of his sisters rush up the massive stairs to hug him when they see him wounded. He looks down at Burk'yc and notices a little drawing of a popular character from the holonet on her right shoulder. *cough,cough* its Operator-Chan, you're welcome. don't ask why i still have the file. "Before you start with me for being an idiot, let's just get this leg patched up." Atin says as his sisters help him up the ramp.
"Sar'ika can you get us in orbit please?. And try not to break anything." He says from the medbay over his short range comms. "Sure, long as you stop getting shot every day." She says teasingly.
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Updates may be on hold. we'll be on winter break so i might not be back till the 4th or 5th? See yall next year! >W<
Edit: Make that the 8th.
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"We have your Back Burk'yc," says Illya, assuming a gentle smile, "I can sense a minor cabinet behind this wall. I don't think it'll have much in the way of treasure, but maybe it'll keep this from being a total waste for you guys," she said, noting a wall. The panel seemed locked, but Illya had no problems coaxing it open with her newfound toy. Swinging the verdant lightsaber, she brought the panel off its hinges. Inside was a lock-box and what looked to be a handfull of masks, armguards, and even a few explosive mines and grenades.
"Looks like a place they put confiscated weapons or items. Not much in the way of things that would interest a Jedi, which might be why it was left unopened," theorized Illya. Then noticing Burk'yc raising her helmet briefly to yawn, she looked over at Atin.
"We'll meet you back on the ship once you're finished?" she asked.
Atin's nod confirmed the notion.
Illya nods and walks with the others back to the ship, still feeling somthing amiss. They had almost reached the ship when an explosion from within the temple prompted them to pause. Atin must have run into something. Illya moves to go assist, but Sarad catches her by the hand and Burk'yc nods toward the ship.
"We'll watch for Atin from here. Get us prepped for takeoff," says Sarad.
"Right," says Illya, and rushes to the bridge. Due to her inexperience with the ship and its controls (she'd never actually piloted a ship before), Illya had to exercise dead reckoning to find the Bridge and start the takeoff. She was not completely ignorant however, and managed to bring the ship partway toward the Temple when she heard Atin calling for pickup over their comm.
From the ramp, Burk'yc watched for Atin and spotted him limping out of the temple.
"Put us down about here," she replied into her Comm.
Trying to maneuver the ship down as swiftly as she dare, Illya tries to make a landing out of their movement. As the ship licks the odd angle of a hill, Illya fumbles about for a comm. button, and when she fails to find one, yells back, "Is he aboard yet?"
"We're on. Go!" she heard a voice call back.
After helping their wounded brother aboard, the two sisters help him to the medical bay to treat his wound. As they close the boarding ramp, they are left distracted and miss the solitary shadow step aboard, leaving a set of droid footprints on the ramp of the ship.
We've got an HK stowaway! This could work well. Sorry for being away so long guys. I had a lot happening. I hope you all had a good Christmas!
(this can go, but I kinda like it)
As Illya pilots away from the ground, she can hear Atin yell from the hall in a raised tone, "You mean to tell me you left the blind girl flying my ship!?"
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Sarad pictures how Illya flying the ship sounds to Atin and decides to joke. " Its fine, nothing exploded,we're still alive, and we still have goodies. I'd say it worked out well."
Sarad then grabs fresh gauze( she couldn't find bacta, she made a mental note to get more.) and tightly bandages Atin's leg and discards the bloodied ones. "Ok, that should do. Just wait a bit till you get back on your feet,ok?" As she gets halfway through the doorway, she turns back towards Atin with a question." Hey, should we head back to Mandalore, it's been awhile ?"
Atin shifts his weight and meets her eyes."Yeah, it has." And with that, Sarad headed to the bridge, jokingly congratulates Illya on flying the ship without hitting anything, and sets the coordinates for Mandalore.
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[placeholder for now. Things happen and the Death Korps shows up. Firefights, revenge, and retribution. Maybe someone dies,who knows? (oh wait, im writing this soooo me i guess?)]
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Tyrellius is relieved that the Imperial Lunar class cruiser, Emperor's alignment, has finally exited Warp,now he can carry out his task. He starts his way toward the bridge to speak with the Captain. As he nears a grav-lift ,he passes two guardsmen who notice the Death Korps insignia on his shoulder , they then speak in hushed tones. “A Death Korps Trooper? What’s he doing here?” One Guardsman says. The other responds “Don’t know? Best not to ask, ‘less you want to be questioned for being suspected of espionage or something much worse.” He then reaches back to scratch his head “Look mate,it's been a long shift.Let’s just change the subject.--”
Tyrellius heard the entire conversation between the two. He starts to laugh to himself as he heads up the lift. “Paranoia and baseless rumors? These are their biggest worries? If this is the case all the rest on this ship then they have no right to call themselves Soldiers of the Imperium . Damned conscripts.”
Tyrellius was welcomed to the bridge in abrupt activity, he steps in the get the captain's attention. "Sir, is there a situation me and my troops are needed for?" The captain responds in a clear and calm tone. not unlike that of a certain Grand Admiral " Sadly not sergent , we appear to be in uncharted space" , the Captain then turns to the Comm-Officer, "Any hymnal response from allied forces?" The officer hesitates with his response, "N-no captain, i can't find any signals at-" The bridge crew is interrupted by sires that begin to blare. " Single drive signature inbound, portside 5 kilometers out!"
Tyrellius plants a foot forward and begins loading his lasgun. "What is it captain?, Tau, Khornates? I will gladly lay down my life to end all those that oppose the emperor!", Tyrellius says heartedly.
The captain attempts to calm Tyrellius,, saying in a commanding voice, "Stand down Sergeant, we need to access the situation at hand. Comms, send a hail order."
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Atin awkwardly laughs after Sarad's terribly cliche joke about how a Tusken named Wick, A geonosian, and a LCLP. Liru walked into a cantina.
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Name: Sergeant Maj. Tyrellius
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Age: 18-22(age estimated due to Vitae Birthing process. I.E Clones)
Affiliation: The Imperium of Man, 49th Korp Regiment
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Name:Krieg Lance Corporal #8068 “L.C Kree”
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Age: 16-18
Affiliation:The Imperium of Man, 49th Korp Regiment
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