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| [Introduction]
Ack! I have absolutely no idea what happened to my last Star Wars campfire. It was going pretty well, at least I thought, but I think i remember someone disappearing (from the site, not the story :P), and then I cleaned out my port and think I may have deleted it. '-.- I apologize for that. Anyway, I really like Star Wars so I decided to make another one. So... yeah. :P ---- Rules -You have one (1) week to add. -Please refrain from cursing, sex, or graphic violence -Have fun! -(oh, and please feel free to be any class: jedi, sith, bounty hunter, etc. We might base the story off of the number of each class.) |
 Wiskers  Name: Kaden Age: 16 Appearance: Golden, slightly feline eyes, olive complexion, and shaggy black hair. He has a scar that runs over his left cheek. His canines are slightly sharper than the average person, but especially the bottom ones. Race: Unkown; mixed. Planet: Geonosis. Was a slave of the Geonosians, but was captured by the Sith when the raided the planet. Class: Sith Assassin Abilities: Like most Sith Assassins, he can draw his own power from the force powers of his target. He is trained in a varied amount of martial arts and force use, and is inherently acrobatic. He has a lightsaber with a golden glow, but rarely uses it. Instead, he relies much on blasters, "ninja stars", and poison. Nicky Name: Suki Nulu (Twi’leki pronunciation: Sukin’ulu)Age: 16 Appearance: As is characteristic of all Twi’leks, Suki has twin tendrils protruding from the back of her finely shaped skull known as lekku or tchun-tchin (“tchun” being the left lekku and “tchin” being the right); hers are rather slender and extend to about the small of her back. As is also characteristic of most Twi’leks, Suki has eyelashes but is otherwise completely hairless. A Lethan Twi’lek, Suki’s skin is red, the rarest pigmentation found in Twi’leks that is caused by a genetic mutation. Her eyes are a striking crystal blue, her ears small and, like most female Twi’leks, cone-shaped, and her nose is slender at the bridge and subtly upturned at the end. Her right hand was cut off and has been replaced by a biomechanical prosthetic with a silver metallic sheen to its surface. Standing at about 5’5”, Suki is slender and lean, and only subtly muscular of build, with excellent tone-definition. Suki is often taken to wearing close-fitted, sleeveless tunics, some more revealing than her master would approve, with close-fitted, black leather pants, but she is usually dressed in Jedi attire. Her light saber’s blade glows a vibrant violet color. Race: Twi’lek Planet: Ryloth (birthplace); Coruscant (current residence) Class: Padawan Abilities: Suki is very agile and light on her feet, which can be useful in situations that require stealth. However, she lacks patience, so though she knows how to get by unseen or sneak up on a target without calling attention to her self, her timing can be off at times. Her swordsmanship with the light saber is highly developed and very accurate and her connection with the Force is strong, but her control and focus lacks refinement. Fighting ability is very good, though she is a bit more skilled in evasion than attack. Suki, who is very attractive and can be charming when she wants to be, also has the advantage of seduction over the opposite sex. Fluent in Basic, Twi'leki (also known as Rylothean or Ryl), and Lekku language (a silent form of communication using gestures made purely with the lekku). Wiskers Kaden moved swiftly over the tops of some of the lower buildings in the capital of Coruscant. The entire planet itself was one big city really... with lots of places to hide. He was extremely agile, due partially to his Sith training and partially to his species, whatever it was, and had no problem leaping swiftly over the rooftops. He could see the Jedi temple coming closer into his view. In truth he had seen from far away indeed, as it was rather tall, not to mention his good eyesight. Soon he was at the bottom of it, leaning in the shadows. The security was naturally very high, but then again it was a temple full of Jedi, wasn't it? It was no problem for Kaden. He leapt up and grabbed at nearly invisible imperfections in the wall, and began to scale it. He counted silently as he went, noting how many stories up he had climbed. Fifty, Fifty One, Fifty Two, Fifty three! There! According to his master this was the floor that the peace meeting between Adarian's and the Lafrarian's. Normally they would hold meetings such as this in the main hall, but this was so vital that they had opted to hold it somewhere else. Kaden force pushed a window open, and slid through. He found himself in a hallway, with many doors leading to different meeting rooms, residences, and training areas. Suddenly voices were heard nearby and Kaden jumped into a corner of the ceiling. A jedi master and his padawan, a red Twi'lek with a mechanical replacement for her right hand. Kaden noted the make of it. "You must have patience, Suki." The master jedi was saying, the smiled evident in his voice. The man was wearing a hood and therefore Kaden could not recognize his species. This annoyed him, but he let it go. "I know these meetings seem tedious, but they are necessary for civilized arrangements to be held." "It seems... well, contradictory." She said. "How so?" "Half of these meetings don't even work out. And if they do, someone always double crosses someone else." "How true that is." Kaden thought. "But that's why we are here." After that they had gotten too far down the hall for their conversation to be distinguishable. A moment later Kaden dropped down from the ceiling. They were heading to the meeting themselves. Extra security, he supposed. Not like it was going to help. He snuck into an upper level, a terrace if you would, overlooking the meeting. An Adarian was speaking, and a young Jedi of the same race was translating. Kaden was busy preparing his blaster, and didn't hear much of the speech. "Today, I hope that we can make a treaty that ensures a peace between our planets, that our children may know peace in the endless war, safety in the face of great dangers, and security in the ever changing flow of the galaxy that we all inhabit." Everyone clapped. Then everyone screamed, as the speaker dropped to the stage floor, a blaster wound in his throat. Bumble Bee Name: Amandine WolvsenAge: 17 Appearance: Light ivory skin with red blotches, mainly on arms and legs. Ten horns on forehead. jet black hair that she keeps plated and twisted into a bun. tattoo twists around left eye. Bright purple eyes. Typically wears flexible clothing that lets her move as much as possible. Carries a lightwhip, two tonfu-styled lightsabers, and a WESTAR-30. (BTW, weapons may be spelt wrong. I'll correct those in my next entry.) Race: Zabrack Planet: Irodinia Class: Jedi Padawan/ In training for Irodinia's military service. Abilities: What some people would call an over-acheiver. If you challange her to learn half of a language in six months, she'll memorize 3/4 in five. If she isn't working at a over-acheiving level, then she pretty much epically fails. There is always someone better than her, and she's okay with that as long as they don't hurt her pride. She tends to be serious, and throws rules out the window if there is a more effective way to do something. She gets frusturated with her mentor because he breaks rules just for the heck of it. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Amadine balanced carefully on her ring finger. she had been doing it for nearly three hours while transporting piles of books all over the large library. No one was in there, so it was silent. Or at least, almost. There was a constant humming coming from near the window. It was probably the royal pet snoring. A loud clash sounded as over twenty books and Amandine toppled to the floor. Frusurated, she stood up. "Master, isn't the point of me being in the library is so that I can consentrate?" "Surry, but there's been an emergency at the jedi Temple. They need us there, pronto." "But master, my test for the military is tomorrow." He smiled. "I know, but I've talked with the senetor, and they're willing to delay your test for awhile." She glared at her so-freaking-human master, but nodded. "Fine. When are we leaving?" "Within the hour. I want to make it before the sun rises where the temple is." "Fine." She put away the rest of the books, and went to her small holding cell to get ready. nightmare Name: Cango Verd Age: 25 Appearance: Cango wears a sith robe under his robe is light black light armor which he wears because he still follows his Mandalorian ways his face unlike most Mandalore whose faces are changed by war he is face is very handsome and upon seeing him you would not see any Mandalorian things about him. Cango hair is black and spiky and is considered to be very handsome personality: he is very tolerant of everyone and even shows honor to jedi even though he can not stand jedi he follows the Mandalorian code to the letter even peaks the language and if you doubt his Mandalorian background he is quick to challenge you to battle Race: Mandalorian Planet: nomadic(normally on the republic ship that his master kain took over) Class: Sith Knight/bountyhunter Abilities: Cango is extremely skilled with his red saber so much that his master Kain has trouble keeping up with him in saber fights. He also has high force power although he can only tap into a small amount of it his Master kain hopes to change that trough instinctive force training which cango is ready for . bio: Cango was raised the Mandalorian way. He left his mother at the age of 3 and was raised by his father to learn how to be a warrior at the age of 10 during a aid of republic ships he witnessed his father death by the hands of a Jedi. How could his father a strong Mandalorian warrior be easily killed by a jedi who followed a philosophy that made them weak he could not grasp the idea? Cango was soon captured by the jedi and imprisoned by the republic a week passed and suddenly a sith lord by the name of Kain decided to take the republic ship for his own. Kain single handedly murder everyone on the ship and with including the jedi that killed Cango father with ease and when He got to Cango cell he said simply "so you were the strong force i sensed, I've come for you boy you will be my new student" Cango has been training with Kain ever since Lord Raith Name: Raith MornAppearance: Raith is average height, a little more muscled out than most at a solid 250lbs. His face is sharp and predatorial, with piercing grey eyes. He keeps himself bald, and suprisingly has little scars for what he's done. Of course you wouldn't be able to tell all of this, since most people rarely see his face. He's usually fully encased in his exo-suit, specially made to provide protection to just about anything he would encounter, including lightsabers. Personality: The best way to describe him would probably be a wolf. He can do things by himself, but he's sociable in his own quiet way. He's fiercly loyal and very protective of all those whom he considers friends, which is hard to become. He doesnt talk much, unless its to add his own opinion or try to help a situation, and he is kind and caring, two things he hides behind his normally emotionless demeanour. Overall you would never had expected him to be what he is now. Race: Half human, half Shistavanen Planet: Coruscant Class: Bounty hunter, Mercenary, anything that'll get him money when he needs some. Abilities: Because of his Shistavanen father, Raith has a keener sense of smell and hearing. He can see very well in the dark, but brighter lights hurt his eyes. His toes and fingers all have retractable claws, and he has pronounced fangs. When badly injured, he goes into an 'instinct' or 'feral' mode. He is a seasoned marksman, and prefers picking off his targets instead of closing in on him. He has an innate affinity with weapons, blasters particularly, and needs little training with any weapon before he becomes adept at using them. He finally has a small amount of Force ability. Wiskers Kaden twisted as suddenly the door to the terrace he'd been crouching in was burst open. Three jedi emerged, lightsaber's buzzing to life. He had to give it to them, they were fast. Kaden bared his teeth at them, then grabbed the side of balcony and swung himself over it. He landed with catlike reflex on the floor beneath him, while the remaining bystanders screamed. The red Twi'lek he'd seen earlier seemed to surprised at first, then set her features and drew her lightsaber. Her master was busy helping bystanders escape. His feline eyes met her blue ones. He stepped back when she pulled out her weapon, but only to give himself to retrieve his own. Kaden pulled out a black metal object that was closest to a two-sided spear if anything, but was much shorter. It was made of a metal impervious to lightsabers. She struck at him but he blocked it with his own weapon. Sparks flew off of his spear. Kaden could feel her energy coursing through him. He moved swiftly, striking at many places almost at once, but she always got her saber there first. She was powerful in the force. He could feel it. Along with some her more prominent emotions. Excitement. Kaden parried a blow that was close to his head, then struck back. He could see a small cut in her robes. Fear. She moved gracefully, but even more aggressively. ...Rage Another of her strikes came uncomfortably close for his liking. Besides, it was time to end this. He needed to get back to his master. He quickly pulled a powder from a pocket in his vest and threw it at her. She cried out in pain and surprise, and pulled back, holding her eyes. He could see more jedi coming from both entrances, so he jumped on the stage and ran past the Adarian he'd killed, who in the confusion hadn't been moved. Kaden tore through the curtains and made for the stage exit. He'd made it a few hallways before he smelled something familiar. Familiar and disgusting. Shistavanen, or at least some of it. He turned to see an unfortunately also familiar sight. Raith Morn, standing in the hall. He was the strong silent type, didn't usually say much. "What are you doing here, dog?" Kaden spat. "I'm here on business." Kaden's sharp eyes saw immediately that Raith's hand was resting on his blaster. Business. He was here for him? Why? If he'd wanted to kill him, he'd already be dead. So someone wanted him alive... Kaden threw a shuriken faster then any normal person could see, but obviously Raith wasn't normal. He actually caught it. And then his claws started coming out. Kaden's heart felt fear, even though he hated it. He was about to pull out some blinding powder, when a chair was thrown at them. They both dodged, but looked up to see at least half a dozen jedi. Kaden quickly through a flash bomb. It blinded Morn's sensitive eyes, and surprised the jedi enough to make them stop for a moment. Kaden then broke the window and jumped out, but Raith was already gone. © Copyright 2009 Wiskers, Nicky, Bumble Bee, nightmare, Lord Raith, (known as GROUP). All rights reserved. GROUP has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work. |
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