All right ye skallywags - Watching Pirates of the Caribbean.
Listen up, this is a revive or restart however you want to see it on a roleplay that was pre-guildfall and pre-NuGuild.

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[i]"First, I want you to go to the Jedi Temple. We will catch them off balance. Do what must be done, Lord Vader. Do not hesitate; show no mercy."[/i]
-Darth Sidious

Tyrell Omi-Ren stood in his chambers, looking out the window when he felt a great pain in the Force, it hit him hard sending him to his knees. He could hear cries from the other padawans in the dormitory and sense the fear and confusion ripple through the Jedi Temple. Something terrible had happened, something truly terrible. Then he could see them coming. Lines of white troopers with blue accents, the 501st led by one man. A man in black robes, a Jedi leading clones. However why were they coming here? Why to the temple? He felt tears stream down his cheek as he saw the Jedi slicing down the gatemaster and then the entire temple shook.

Several fighters strafed the temple, he grabbed his training lightsaber and he ran out, some of the other Padawans following his example. He heard a drone from the right hand side, towards a window as a Gunship lowered into view of the window. He dove for cover, narrowly making it before streams of fire began to lace the halls, slicing down padawans and knights who were unlucky enough to still be in the corridor. Some of them tried to block, fruitlessly. He screamed out in rage, terror and in pain as all these people he knew were turned to less than dust.

He looked over his cover as the gunship turned dropping Troopers into the hall, they began firing at him. Activating his blade with a [i]snap-hiss[/i] he began batting back bolts. The troopers kept advancing, one by one. He felt a sharp pain in the joint of his left arm and he turned his body in order to take the bolt and make his move. However there were too many. He was too inexperienced, another bolt hit his knee and his twirl turned into a roll and he fell onto the floor groaning. He looked up at a clone as he approached. Tears fell down Tyrells face and he spoke. "Help me, p...please...." There was a bolt of light, and then Tyrell Omi-Ren was no more.

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This roleplay is going to be, quite intense at sometimes and is going to have a very combat orientated start. As well as a high emotional element. There will be One Jedi Master who will not be played by me, five Knights, as many Padawans and Initiates as can be. Depending on the level you want to be depends on how much you need to don the CS, also changes how many Force Abilities you can have and how old you are however I will go into this later if we get into the OOC stage. 

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We will play several chapters, and go around being awesome. Jedi Exile, we will be the Jedi in Exile. 

That is pretty much it, I have it all planned out but need not reveal more (evil laugh).

Who's up for it?