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At 9/4/07 02:00 PM, HeavenDuff wrote:

Well maybe somebody should keep a list of our characters to help a little bit.

No that isn't what I meant. I meant if some people didn't know who my character was already then I would explain who he is.

Popeye you can join only if you capitalize properly. Got it?

The best thing is to first organize an alphabetical list, have everyone post their characters and a short introduction (no four posts :) ) and then organize a list with the names of the users and their characters. Then we develop our own story a bit ni each of our chapters, and we all lead into each other's stories eventually, where we face of against something or other. Then we can have a nice epilogue, rinse, repeat.

At 9/5/07 12:11 AM, Trunks wrote: rinse, repeat.

I like that idea, and it gives me an excuse to start writing short stories again

Ok, so with the RPG, i'll be using my mandalorian guy again.

At 9/5/07 04:43 AM, Jaketheclonetrooper wrote: Ok, so with the RPG, i'll be using my mandalorian guy again.

To be honest when I first joined this club, I didn't know what Mandalorians looked like. :P

Also I'm not gonna have an introductory chapter. I want to do something with Lebastic and have that be the start so I'll see what he says.

Name: Truek (Yes him again like I said before)

Age: Unknown

Race: Unknown

Alignment: Sith

Bio: Truek is like Grievous in that he is a cyborg. He also has a hobby of collecting the lightsabers of his victims. It is unknown how many lightsabers he can wield, but right now we know he can wield two. He also has what he calls his "special occasion" double edged sabers. He can also wield two of them. Unlike Grievous he willingly become a cyborg, sacrificing his humanity and decency for power. Also unlike Grievous, he can use the Force. ALSO unlike Grievous he has no internal organs. He also has a force of bodyguards that carry to his every whim.

Ok, so here's my first part in the RP, Thanks alot to Twilight for reading it first :D

The Story happens in the Old Republic Era, when Revan goes to the Unknown Regions and The Republic falls apart. in other words after KOTOR I before KOTOR II

Chapter 1: Bloodthirsty

"I hope you enjoy becoming one with the Force, Padawan. As far as I know, you shouldn't feel bad about it at all." Whispered Dac Scathel in his young prey's ear, as he sunk a combat knife deep in the young Jedi's neck. He felt the warm blood on his hand starting to cover him, Scathel quickly withdrew the knife from his victim's neck; leaving the head barely hanging. Dac walked away; bad memories running through his mind.

It all happened the day Revan disappeared after the Mandalorian Wars. He was brought in the council chambers and was lectured for hours about disobeying the will of the council.

"...and now the Galaxy is in a state of chaos. All because of your mistakes, mistakes that cannot be tolerated any longer. The council has decided, that you are not worthy of being a Jedi."

The last sentence echoed within Dac. They were expelling him, destroying his life! No...it couldn't be...Everything he'd worked for...Shattered; lost. But he was already too powerful. They couldn't afford losing him to the other side like this...Not like this... Then it came to him, rumors, but they could be true. And as if they managed to breach the wall that protected his thoughts, a Jedi Master stood up and said:

"You won't feel a thing..."
"It is only necessary to remove the threat you are. Once deprived of the force, you'll be safe towards everybody. Do not worry, your memory will also be altered so you won't even know you were a Jedi" Continued another Master.

It was unthinkable, they were going to cut him from the very thing he lived off all his life. Suddenly a beast roared inside him. An accumulation of anger, frustration and pain he had kept locked up during all his life broke free. The beast grew, and grew inside him, until it wouldn't fit anymore, and with a loud roar it threw itself at the council's members in the form of a Force shockwave.

Dac looked around, panting. Four of the council members where knocked on the ground, while the remaining four where drawing their sabers. The beast came back providing the energy he needed, and in another roar he pulled out his lightsaber and clashed swords with the nearest Jedi Master. He dueled ferociously, hacking and slashing at his opponent. In a matter of seconds they were now two against him, then three. At that moment, the enraged warrior started enduring multiple burns across his chest and back, but it only made it worse. Each time he'd bellow louder and attack more viciously than before. Suddenly he froze .The Masters had used the force to restrain him. They prepared to cut his bond with the force.

His heart rate increased, the dark power lying dormant fought once more; His eyes glazed over and called out insanely one last time.

...

Silence

...

The raging Jedi that once was became a weak, helpless man. The beast disappeared, left him in his time of need. Dac Scathel became an ordinary human, lying in the council chamber, about to get his memory wiped. No, Force or not; he wouldn't let them remove his identity. In a split second a very human flow of adrenaline burst through his body. In mere seconds; he didn't know why or how; he was throwing himself out of the window. His body shattered the glass; invoking the astonishment of the council.

One way or another, Dac survived his fall. He remembers landing on a car, and being carried into a basement. He was released when he could stand on his feet without aid. From that Day on, Dac Scathel swore to destroy the Force and those who use it. After years of physical training he'd obtained the powers of the beast race. Rendering him half human and half beast.

A drip of water woke him up. He looked back, and saw the body of the young Padawan, his training saber clenched tightly in his hand. Was this innocent apprentice worth all the scars Dac was suffering? Soon, he'll have actual Jedi on his tail, was it worth all the trouble? The only answer that came to Dac's mind was "yes". Sith and Jedi alike, they're all the same slime, destroying lives for the sake of power. They both deserved to die.

End of Chapter 1

Happy RP-ing :D

Ok Lebastic. As soon as I figure out whether or not we are still doing it in alphabetical order I'll post mine. Although this time we probably will plan ahead more so there shouldn't be any problems.

Name: Jann
Race: Human
Age: a year older then Revan
Alignment: Jedi

Bio: A Jedi Knight who wields a blue lightsaber and is a master of the Soresu combat form, he wears a black robe with a blaster pistol hidden inside in case he is without his lightsaber. He has long brown hair, no facial hair and is 5' 10'' tall, he prefers analyzing events and deciding how best to deal with them, and only talks when he has something to say

I'll write an introduction chapter later when I have more time

At 9/6/07 07:23 PM, Lost-Thought wrote:

Age: a year older then Revan

And how old is that?

At 9/6/07 07:25 PM, Twilight-Knight wrote:

At 9/6/07 07:23 PM, Lost-Thought wrote:

Age: a year older then Revan

And how old is that?

I mathematically calculated Revan's age to be at least 29 by this point, so lets say 30

At 9/6/07 07:49 PM, Lost-Thought wrote:

At 9/6/07 07:25 PM, Twilight-Knight wrote:

At 9/6/07 07:23 PM, Lost-Thought wrote:

Age: a year older then Revan

And how old is that?

I mathematically calculated Revan's age to be at least 29 by this point but I may be wrong, so lets just say 30

Fixed

You didn't have to fix that you know. Oh well.

Ok, just go by alphabetical order after lebastic, you guys should be able to figure it out.

Name: Mike Starr
Age: 17
Race: Human
Bio: Mike Starr was an exceptional Jedi, before the Civil War. He was a respected leader in the Jedi's campaign against Malak, despite his young age. After the war, he spent his time under cover, helping to rebuild planet's infrastructures after the war, concealing his Jedi heritage due to the large amount of Jedi being killed by Assassins. He wears his tunic under blaster-resistant Durasteel armor, and carries two concealed blue lightsabers and a blaster rifle out in the open. Currently he is on Dantooine, helping the citizens repair their broken home.

here is my introduction chapter:

INTRODUCTION CHAPTER: ASSASSIN

Jann had a sullen look on his face as he stood meditating in the ruins of the Jedi Enclave on Dantooine; he sensed a dark figure approaching, his lightsaber found its way into his hand as he calmly stated, "Who are you and why are you here?"
The cold voice calmly stated, "I have come to kill you," as a flash of red snapped into existence behind Jann. A bolt of blue lightning then appeared in Jann's hand as he spun around, striking a defensive position just in time to deflect his assailant's Makashi style attack aimed at his head. Jann became a vessel for the Force, he let it guide his actions; never moving farther then he had to and defending the assassin's attacks flawlessly. The assassin grew more and more frustrated the longer the battle drew on until his style disintegrated into random flailing, trying to get through Jann's defenses, suddenly Jann saw an opening and went for it, leaving the assassin without a head.
That cannot be what is causing the deaths of so many Jedi, that assassin could not even keep his focus in battle, thought Jann, I wonder if the townspeople need any help rebuilding their homes, it would give me time to analyze what is causing the Jedi to disappear, and could give people trust in the Jedi again.

Nice chapter, albeit a lil' short! :D But I'm confused, am i next?

At 9/12/07 02:35 PM, Trunks wrote: Nice chapter, albeit a lil' short! :D But I'm confused, am i next?

I guess. And hurry up with it will you!? I'm pissed off at the fact we're still going with alphabetical order and I'm bored. I'm about to just post my chapter anyways.

Woa, calm down there buddy, I didn't know I was next, there's quite a big chunk of alphabet missing in our damn club okay?

Go ahead and post your chapter, I've been much too busy with schoolwork as of late to focus on this and when I HAVE time I'm so pooped I'm dysfunctional.

i wanna join... i love starwars (even if im a sonic fan to)... Darth hedgehog ^^

Nice work, these first few chapters.

Please remember to skip me, on this particular RPG...I wouldn't want people to be waiting around for me to post my next chapter, when there won't be any such thing :p

And good luck to the rest of you. I'll be checking in from time to time and catching up on some of the stories.

And if you need an objective "ref", in case some dispute should occur between a couple of story-tellers, just pm me, and I'll be back in a flash.

Since nobody is posting and I had some spare time, I wrote up my introductory chapter.

"Hey, Mike, come over here, I need some help lifting this speeder!"

My name is Mike Starr. I am 17 years old. People know me as a kind ex-mercenary that is very useful, but that's just the clothes I wear during the day, in public. In private, I know that I was once a Jedi. I was a Jedi before the Civil War, before all the destruction... before I fell to the Dark Side, and helped wreak this havoc on Dantooine.

If any of the simple citizens of Dantooine found out, they would reject and hate me. They have a right to; the Sith destroyed their home in one simple air strike. The fields were left in a fiery, unfertile mess. Their homes were destroyed, and all that was left were a few moisture farms and a rich man's settlement. The Jedi Academy I grew up in was destroyed. Out of guilt is the reason I am here, the reason I must fix what I helped to destroy..

At first, I was a young Jedi, who quickly rose through the ranks prior to the Jedi Civil War after my Master was killed on a solo mission in the Outer Rim. I was quickly suggested for Knighthood, took my trials, and became a Jedi knight. Revan and Malak were highly revered heroes despite their disobedience to the Council's orders after the Mandalorian Wars. However, there was something different... something not quite right about them.

It soon turned out I was right - Revan and Malak were Sith Lords, and waged a war against the Jedi. I eagerly took a role in the battle, wanting to prove myself to my peers. I was on a mission to steal a Sith holocron when me and my squad were separated. I was cornered, and attempted to fight my way out, but the Sith droids were much too strong for me. They captured me and took me under custody. I was, after all, one of the more powerful 16 year olds in the Jedi ranks.

They broke me. Every moral fabric that held me together was severed, every bit of remorse wiped from my mind. I could not find myself in the monster I had become - I had succumbed to the Dark Side. I thought I was more powerful than I could ever imagine, I wielded the powers taught to me well. I wielded it so well, in fact, that I was third in command on the fleet that destroyed the surface of Dantooine. When I gave the order to commence fire, something inside me broke. Or should I say, fixed. I realized I had just committed a deathly atrocity that would cost the lives of millions.

I feigned my death and escaped into hiding. I trained myself in the arts of the Blaster Rifle and swordplay, and acquired a very nice set of armor to complete my mercenary guise. I found my way to Dantooine. Why Dantooine? I still don't know. Maybe it's because it was once my home. It could be because I feel guilty of the acts I've committed that destroyed that planet, destroyed my home. I cannot tell, but I am here, willingly helping the citizens of Dantooine rebuild their life, their culture.

"Hey, you gonna help me out with this or not?"

Realizing I was staring at the ground, I looked up and walked over to a smiling Dondar, my first and closest friend on Dantooine since I've come back.

"Sorry Dondar, I got a little sidetracked."

With great effort, we managed to tip the speeder over and retrieve the pack that was under it, left over from Mercenaries I dispatched after they opened fire on me.

I looked out and watched the setting sun in the distance.

Will I ever be able to forgive myself for what I've done?

Heya, i made a trailer for my movie. Vote 5 please ^^
SW: Extravaganza

hey what the Dilly yo, can I join

At 10/6/07 11:56 AM, Greggg586 wrote: hey what the Dilly yo, can I join

Why not? Just make a star wars-y name and please post again........bla bla bla [insert jake's new member lecture here]

At 10/8/07 05:42 AM, Jaketheclonetrooper wrote: [insert jake's new member lecture here]

You will post again and be active, else you will be added to eternally long list of people known as SHADOW MEMBERS who join and never come back.
And if you happen not to post, your PM inbox will be magically flooded with PMs demanding you do so or die.

Thank you for listening and have a nice day :)

0_0!!! holy crap lol

At 10/8/07 05:42 AM, Jaketheclonetrooper wrote:

At 10/6/07 11:56 AM, Greggg586 wrote: hey what the Dilly yo, can I join

Why not? Just make a star wars-y name and please post again........bla bla bla [insert jake's new member lecture here]

You can call me Jedi Master Lu Bu

Don't double post greg. K?

Also for a little chapter. Just to get things going again. And until everyone else gets started, me and Leb can mess with each other.

Chapter One: Opportunities

Truek watched from the observation deck as the man had done away with the jedi. "Ready the transports," he ordered a nearby worker droid. "Yes sir," the droid responded, pressing a button as he spoke. A red light began to blink as Truek headed out of the observation deck and down to the hangar, followed by a slowly increasing number of assault droids. "No one fires unless I command it," Truek shouted to the droids. He then boarded one of the three ships along with 50 assault droids. The rest of the droids boarded the other two ships evenly as Truek's ship started to make its way out of the hangar. Soon the two other ships were also out of the hangar and began to make their descent to the surface. Truek's ship had already landed in front of Dac and Truek had walked out of the ship and approached Dac. "It is a pleasure to meet you, young one," Truek said in a hollow tone. "I see you share our hate for the Jedi," he said as he motioned towards the padawan's lifeless body. "I think we could obtain great things from a partnership."

END

Your turn Leb.

I think everyone missed my first chapter... =[

No we didn't miss it. We just didn't care. :P Just kidding.

Yoyoyoyoyo....i miss this place.