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originally posted in:Rivers of Blood RP Hub
Edited by Shadlezz:
10/3/2015 11:56:18 AM
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For The Republic - An Old Republic RP.
[i]"It is 3638 years before the Battle Of Yavin. 3638 years before Luke Skywalker destroyed the infamous Death Star.
In these times, The Grand Galactic Republic has just come out of a Deadly War against the Mandalorian Empire and The Sith Empire, leaving both emerging sides weakened. Remnants of the Mandalorians are still on the run, fleeing extermination, hunted down by vengeful Jedis and murderous sith alike, not to mention the bounty on their heads. The Two factions have entered a very dangerous Cold War, and are on the brink of all out Warfare once more.
The Jedi have returned to their Homeworld of Tython, while the Sith have retaken their Academies on Korriban, both sides training deadly warriors for the conflicts to come...."[/i]
[i]Star Wars: The Old Republic Themed RP. Please read the rules, and pay attention to the thread specifics noted. I want everyone to have fun, not just a selected few.[/i]
[i]Rules: please read the rules before RPing here.[/i]
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[i]Character Sign-ups:[/i]
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[i]Please, make a bio before RPing in this thread. All bios must be accepted by an admin first.[/i]
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Yours truly
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[b]sits in a bar in croissant Waiting for bounties[/b]
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2 Replies[spoiler]*pokes*[/spoiler]
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1 Reply"So....anybody wanna go....fight things?"
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[spoiler]-blam!- I don't know what to post...[/spoiler]
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10 RepliesHunter heads to the last known location of Rip in his black and red striker class starfighter. [spoiler]opened to lockable.[/spoiler]
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25 Replies[b][u]Coruscant slums.[/u][/b] [b]Sola sits under a small shelter, tinkering with her lightsaber.[/b] "If I put this here then it sho-OW!"
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Edited by LockableSphinx: 10/7/2015 2:23:19 AM*works on gear* just need to paint the helmet and I will be down *pulls out my blaster* anyone there *puts on gear*
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57 Replies[b]A Babies Cry[/b] [i]The White Wolf, her mechanized paws of destruction She was out for revenge, seeking the blood of the one who took her hands The one that stole her prize She was furious, and when the Wolf was furious, hundreds where known to tremble in fear of what she would do She took her anger on a Sith supply base, clearing out the entire area and then leveling the massive compound A distress signal managed to escape, calling for help in the bast stretches of space It had no clear distinction, attempting to call for anyone's help in the Void It was codenamed, "A Babies Cry"[/i]
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25 Replies[b]Sola sits next to a pole, bored and alone.[/b]
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51 RepliesEdited by Troop-8: 10/5/2015 2:32:33 AM*Predor's ship crashes on corasant**he crawls out his armor in dire need of a repair and limps to a nearby shady stop and tries to get his coms to work*
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Edited by CybrWyteTygr: 10/5/2015 11:34:44 PMHunter meditates on Alderaan, close to a mountain, his mind calmed, hood up, and lightsabers clipped to his belt. Not very common for a sentinel to do, especially with 4 Manka cats closing in. As soon as 1 approaches the 5 feet mark away from him, he opens his eyes, jumps up, and attacks, yellow bladed lightsabers in his hands. The black and silver one in his left is first to move, cutting through the skull of the cat in an instant. The white and gold in his rights slice through the limbs of the second, who lunged. His left and right are each put through the skull of the last 2, who attempted to flank the man. He then deactivates the blades, and clips them back to his belt. (Open)
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16 RepliesEdited by overlordkualsi: 10/5/2015 11:54:27 AM[b]The Chase Begins, III[/b] [b]Sith Flagship [i]Pious Inquisitor[/i] In Orbit Above Burnin Konn[/b] Darth Valeth piloted his fighter into the hangar of his flagship, [i]the Pious Inquisition[/i]. Once he craft touched down, the boarding ramp lowered, and he exited the ship. Dozens of Sith troopers had lined up along each side of the path to the turbolift, a testament to the might and size of the Sith Empire. He entered the lift, and ascended to the bridge. The Admiral of the fleet, Hurin Bursk, watched the dying flames out the main viewports. "Marvelous, isn't it? The way the flames erupt, only to die again soon after. That is the beauty of war, General. The fire." The Sith disregarded the remark. "How goes the mineral extraction?" "It goes well. I expect we will have extracted all minerals that have been already mined within the hour." "Excellent. I will be meditating in my chambers. Do [i]not[/i] disturb me, or it will cost you your life." "But of course, General." The Sith meditated for hours over a Sith Holocron, searching for answers. [i]The Jedi's mind is easily corruptible. If only I had the means to show her true enlightenment, true [b]power[/b], then maybe she could be turned to the Dark Side.[/i] The Sith continued to meditate. [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
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1 Reply[spoiler]Shad you want PM of my bio?[/spoiler]
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[b]Sola works on a strange robot looking thing in her workshop whilst humming[/b] "I've got spurs that jingle jangle jingle..." [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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22 RepliesEdited by overlordkualsi: 10/3/2015 7:04:08 PM[b]The Chase Begins, II[/b] [b]Burnin Kon[/b] Darth Valeth piloted his ship into Burnin Kon's upper atmosphere. Hundreds of Sith fighters clashed with those of the Republic, and the mining planet's makeshift militia. A small squad of fighters up behind him, and he ordered them to continue the assault further below. As he made his way lower into the atmosphere, smoke became more and more abundant, to the point where a simple human would asphyxiate almost immediately. He landed on a platform that had been cleared for him, hanging precariously over the edge of a massive cliff. Far, far below, Sith soldiers fought the militia in open air mines, the highly volatile minerals setting off catastrophic chain reactions. He exited his ship, and drew his blade. He cut a swath through the petty resistance before him, who had holed themselves up in an outdoor marketplace. Well, it was as outdoors as you could get on Burnin Kon. Everything was built in massive underground cave systems, some open to the air, others not. Valeth entered a turbolift, and descended to the mines below. [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
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4 Replies[b]Constant Training[/b] [i]Ciri sat in the middle of the room, focusing on her connection with the force She needed it, without it, she would just be a wannabe Jedi The strength, it was increasing, as an assortment of objects floated around her They ranged from her own sabers, to household items from around the room, floating in a wide arc around her as she was levitating in the air She let's out a pent up breath, and everything hit the floor, and she stood up Her sabers flew into her hands, and she replaces them on her belt as she looks around the room quickly, and walks out the door The Gray Jedi, the Temple was massive, she had to admit...[/i]
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46 Replies[i][u]Dromund Kaas - Brothers All.[/u][/i] [i]Along the public place were the rag-wearing men, women and children that were to be hanged. All of them were bearing a burned mark in the neck. Mandalorians. There was a line of them, not to mention the audience. Six of them stood first at the demonstrator, six nooses for them to be hung by. Two elderly men, a woman, a middle-aged man and a small boy. They needed to put a small bucket for the child to reach the noose. The child looked at his hand, he had a small necklace with the Mandalorian insignia on it. His small, broken voice spoke up. "Kandosii Sa ka'rta, Vode An... Mando'a a'den mhi, Vode An..." The silence was heavy. The two elderly men sang up with the boy. "Bal Kote... Darasuum Kote... Jorso'ran Kando a tome..." Then the rest of the Mandalorians, even those who stood in line, sang along. [b]"Sa kyr'am nau tracyn... kad Vode An!"[/b][/i] [i]and with that, the ropes fell, plunging the Mandalorians to their deaths. But that didn't stop the singing. In fact, it made it louder. They sang [url=https://youtu.be/ao1HQAPRSwo]Vode An[/url] the entire day.[/i]
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1 Reply[i]My footsteps make no sound as I approach the window. A senator was going to be speaking today. One that was going to reveal a truth that would not bode well. The corruption that the Government harbors would be revealed, and then, some valuable assets of the Sith Empire would be lost. I prop my sniper up, I stay beaks from behind the window, making sure not to poke my barrel out of the window, which could get me spotted. I sit there, adjusting my scope, the faint click, click, click, of the dial echoing ever-so slightly in the empty room. I finish, and rest my sights on the Senator's head. I was over a kilometer away, yet I could make the shot. I inhale, then exhale, holding my breath after exhaling, which steadies the rifle more than holding your breath after inhalation. I squeeze the trigger, the laser bolt tearing through the air at extreme speed, putting a clean hole in the senator's face. I smile as I hear the screaming of the people, indulging myself in the Chaos and Horror I had caused. I pack up my rifle and leap out the window, my ship swinging by and catching me, as it leaves the planet, I say to myself as I enter the pilot's seat, [/i] I love my Job....
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113 Replies[b][u]Kashyyyk [/u][/b] Wurrad sighes, looking over the destruction. They had begun to rebuild, after Mandolore attacked. He had been injured, he reset his bones and buried the dead. They were working now, the damage he had caused was slowly, but surely being repaired. Later, after repairs. Wurrad stood before his clan. "I know, we took a bad hit today, but we will keep going, we will not stop. For their honor, for our survival, for all Wookiees, everwhere." He sighs, looking down then back up at his clan. "Look, I know we're scared, I know we're injured, but, we're Wookiees, this is how our life is. We will live on." He steps down from his podium. [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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50 Replies[i][u]Coruscant, Public place, 5th Military Gathering.[/u][/i] [i]The Grand Master took a deep breath, readying for the large gathering before him. There were soldiers and Jedis of all colors and shapes, it was a sight to behold. Soldiers were talking and sharing stories, as were the Jedi that attended, both Masters and Students. He addressed the crowd:[/i] "Welcome, my fellow guardians of the Republic. We are gathered here today to celebrate the fifth annual gathering of Military and Jedi here, on the grounds of Coruscant. I am proud that so many of you have made it here, your presence makes this all worth it. So please, talk, share stories, laugh, enjoy yourselves!" [b]he walked down to the audience that clapped, going to mingle with the guests.[/b] [spoiler]Open! This one is for all Jedi, Troopers, anyone Republic-aligned.[/spoiler]
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19 Replies[b]A ship suddenly takes off from Coruscants spaceport without authorization.[/b]
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4 RepliesGotta think of my character..:
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12 Replies[i][u]Coruscant, Spaceport[/u][/i] [b]Sola sits and watches ships coming and leaving, fascinated by each one of them.[/b] "That one right there, I definitely want that one." [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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41 RepliesEdited by Python824: 10/3/2015 1:23:55 PM[b][u]Kashyyyk [/u][/b] Wurrad stands over his army of warriors, the best he had ever seen. It was training day, the sun was shining high, the mist was relatively clear and he was in a good mood. He roars over his soldiers in his native tongue, translating to.... "TODAY WE TRAIN! WHEN THE DROIDS COME, WE WILL BE READY! WE WILL SPILL SITH BLOOD!" He grabs his bowcaster and raises it. "FOR KASHYYYK!" He pumps the bowcaster in the air. "FOR THE REPUBLIC!" He pumps it one more time. "FOR THE WOOKIEES!" Everyone, soldiers, women, children, elderly, shopkeepers and even the engineers, hard at work in the clan, all roar. The roar is defaning and mind blowingly loud. It all comes to halt and the soldiers walk towards their respected training places. Shooting with bowcasters, working with spears, medical training and hand to hand combat, the whole nine yards. Wurrad stands there, pleased with his clan. [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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1 Reply[b]lego is in a bar in coresant [/b] [spoiler]going to make a bio, I'm a bit too lazy All you need to know that he's a Mandalorian bounty hunter[/spoiler]
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16 Replies[b][u]Kashyyyk[/u][/b] Wurrad the Mighty had been challenged yet again. His challenger a childhood friend. He stares into the eyes of his foe. The challenger, Tishyk, ran straight at Wurrad, waiving his fists. Wurrad hit low and tackled Tishyk to the ground, starting to punch him. Tishyk gets Wurrad off him, wiping the blood from his mouth. Wurrad roared mightily, echoing throughout the entire valley. Tishyk roared as well, not as loud, but still loud. They ran right at each other, heads lowered. They hit heads, shoving back and forth. Wurrad easily wins, shoving his opponent to the ground. He hefts him up and throws him into a nearby wall. The crowd around them is hollaring, cheering and roaring. The sound was deafening. Wurrad raised his arms, flipping his hands down to signal them to be quiet. Once they are quiet, the women, the children, the men, everyone, Wurrad lets out an even louder roar, shaking trees and echoing across the gigantic forest of a planet they called home. [spoiler]Character intro, Wookiees ftw[/spoiler]
