YaBoiKiba

Starcraft Combat Evolved, The Clone Wars

Olu Bumdoa

The Nautolan, however quiet he may have seemed on the outside, had many thoughts running over his mind on the inside. He'd for the most part let Master Wick do all the talking, and had for now simply observed and followed. Despite his usually extroverted and inquisitive attitude, Olu decided he'd let Wick take the diplomatic lead as of then.

Following the crew to the hangar, he vaulted over and down into the cockpit; R7 having been kind enough to open the cockpit's glass shell as he did so. Securing it back over him, he clicked and clacked several buttons before strapping on his communication headset-- Despite not having any tangible ears.

With the flip of a small lever, the hologram from the Jedi temple lit up at the main console. "This is Master Bumdoa.~"

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Hello Kiba how's it going?

@neogreggory

Neo join my RP we only need one more person forums.massivecraft.com/threads/_-_-ca..

On a side note, I'll be posting as Olu soon. Cheerio.

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hello it me kibo

Starcraft Combat Evolved, The Clone Wars

Olu Bumdoa

The Nautolan could not help but let his curiosity get the best of him, his large black eyes constantly setting themselves upon each and every corner of each new corridor they happened to walk through. It seemed like they were traveling through a maze, almost, given the amount of turns and elevators they'd taken. He made sure to keep up with Greggory's pace, occasionally glancing back at R7 and Wrenu. His tendrils could pick up mostly only one emotion, which was curiosity, coming from both parties. He felt particularly annoyed at the fact that he couldn't read the spartan, Savaymin, however. "I am a Nautiloid, from the planet Glee Anselm of the middle rim." Olu explained happily, but he obviously left out some details, such as the purpose of his many tentacles over his head, or the struck gills on either side of his head which seemed to pulsate every now and then. "We are an aquatic race." He added then, which should have already been obvious due to his obvious resemblance to cephalopods. "And yourself? Are you a droid?" Olu asked curiously, with R7 adding it a bleep and a bloop; not that any on the UNSC personell could understand it by themselves.

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<Snipped quote by YaBoiKiba>

LOVE MEEEEE

@Nivi

No.

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None shall survive!
That means you, Kiba -.-

@Nivi

No.

Oh, sorry. Classes started for me and my dad doesn't let me use my computer on the week. I'll post now! I don't know about Kiba. He's probably just being a lazy bum

@Nivi

Your words do not affect me.

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Olu Bumdoa

Right as if Wick was the master of predictions, R7 blaired out some robotic bloops, Olu's starfighter soon going absolutely crazy. It flipped, and turned, and flopped, the poor Nautolan inside able to do nothing except withstand the recoil and yell at his droid. "R7! The haaaaaangar! Noooot theeee simul-" Suddenly, Olu's communication cut off, and Wick nor Wrenu could hear him any longer. He'd blasted off into a hyperspace lane, no doubt R7's doing. Shortly afterwards, the starfighter re-emerged from FTL near the Solar Winds cruiser, and set its course for the Hangar. Among Olu's now constant bickering against his droid, Wrenu and Greggory, if still in their ships, could also hear what would be R7's robotic cackles. Without further ado, Olu finally got his starfighter to exit its hyperspace ring and briskly enter the Hangar, clamping its docking pads down on the sturdy titanium panels. With the cockpit slowly opening, the Nautolan, a green-skinned humanoid with clothed tentacles over his head, nauseously rolled out of the ship and onto the floor.

Fixing his Jedi hood, he stood, his lightsaber hidden beneath the layer of his cloak as he approached Greggory, stumbling every now and then. R7 blooped and beeped, removing himself from the starfighter and setting down on the floor, casually rolling up to Olu's leg. Catching his breath, he undid his previously ruffled hood and let it fall over his neck and upper back. "Nice... Little ship they've got here. That one looks human as well..." Olu took a look around, eventually setting his eyes on the so called Savaymin. "Greetings, Savaymin. I am Jedi Master Olu Bumdoa."

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Olu Bumdoa

The Nautolan's vessel exited hyperspace just a few seconds behind Wick, being decently on par with Wrenu's cruiser. He immediately flicked a switch here and there, adjusting his microphone as well. "Negative, I didn't know it would be here. It's an anomaly after all." Olu gently strolled his starfighter near Greggory's, assuming what was a basic defensive formation for the three vessels. He allowed Wrenu to engage the communications, reclining back on his seat. This should be interesting.

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Olu Bumdoa

"Let us obe off then." Greggory's words triggered the Nautolan. "Race you to it!" Olu exclaimed, bolting towards his starfighter. Closing the distance, he leapt towards the open cockpit, only to facepalm righ on cockpit's glass, R7 having shut the cockpit as soon as Olu was about to land inside.

Sliding off the glass with a squidging noise, the Nautolan instantly propped himself up. "R7! Get your nails together! You almost killed me!" Olu yelled at his droid whom had opened the cockpit once more, only to shut it down once again as Olu came close to it. "R7, this is a race! No time for jokes!" This caused the droid to open the glaas once more, only to once more close it as Olu was about to get in.

With R7 beeping out a robotic cackle, the glass roof finally opened completely, and Olu quickly leaped in, strapping himself in tight and equipping the headset. He flicked and pushed certain buttons, immediately taking off. Exiting the hangar, he directed the starfighter towards the direction of the anomaly. "I've entered the coordinates. Take us into hyperspace, R7." Olu grinned, turning the knob on his headset. "I wonder if you're still as slow as a Hutt, Master Wick.~" Clicking his microphone off, Olu felt his ship suddenly jerk. "R7! I said Hyperspace! Not reverse thrusters!" With that, the droid set off into another robotic cackle, leaving Olu to fret manually with the controls.