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    1. Betterinblue 8 yrs ago

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anyone interested?
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I see
want me to start, or do you want to?
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A Jedi Knight of your own design.
Really, preferably one in their mid to late twenties, other than that, someone of your own original design.


I see
how do you see the plot expanding? am I effectively going to be an escaping jedi whilst your characters are going to be hunting mine?
Good morning all, I've had a kickass idea for an RP and I want to discuss it, see if any of you are interested. It's an MxF/FxF idea, and it's somewhat vague, the idea being that we can hammer the kinks out as/before the rp rolls along.

Your character is a spy. He/She is a good spy, who has done plenty of work for Imperial Intelligence in the past, he/she is also young, dedicated and extremely effective at their work. It doesn't hurt that most of the work is fairly tiring, routine stuff of course, but it's also important to make sure that the Imperial Intelligence people know what their subjects are thinking, including what thier rivals are thinking, and your character is no stranger to the political and influence games, being born to a moderately powerful planetary noble family on a planet with a... lively aristocracy.

However your character is in the doghouse due to an operation going spectacularly wrong. It wasn't their fault, but they were the only survivor, and someone, besides the idiots who came up with the idea, had to take the blame. As a result, your character is sent aboard the Imperial Star Destroyer Intolerant, to act as the personal assistant and yeoman to Captain Asraya Marchant, one of the Empire's latest heroes, who never really wanted the honour of being a hero anyway. However she's now got a certain amount of influence and someone in imperial intelligence wants to make sure that she's not using that influence in a way that might be... against the imperial interest.

So, they get to working together. Initially, they don't trust each other one millimetre, Asraya doesn't trust your character because she's got a yeoman who appears to have been appointed for political reasons, and Asraya's had quite enough of that bullshit when she commanded cruisers, and your character doesn't trust Asraya because Asraya must be disloyal, otherwise she wouldn't have a spy watching her would she?

As the rp progresses however, they learn to work together and rely upon each other, and that reliance soon blossoms into something more. However there is always a spanner somewhere. That spanner is the Altmann Path, a rebel aligned terror group that the Rebel Alliance is trying to keep at arm's length, if only because their idea of asymmetrical warfare is blowing up bars frequented by imperial soldiers and poisoning foodstuffs for Imperial consumption, along with other rather more unpleasant activities. They've been a blight on the sector, and thier attack on another imperial outpost finally gets a response, in the form of Asraya, her star destroyer, and your character. Of course, if it was that simple, they wouldn't be quite such a big problem. The Altmanns are well connected, as are their backers. They've even got thier hooks in a certain noble family from a planet with a lively aristocracy.

Your thoughts?
I'd be interested in this
what kind of characters do you want me to create?
Oh good, your little forking band of friends has all pitched up.
I'm truly torched by your kindness.
Click it. See what I mean.

I'm being repressed.


Maybe you just drew the short straw.
It's a small world after all, and you're a little man.
Hey, if anyone would still like to do this rp, I'm open to take on more people.
Asani blinks as she gazes at the woman who has opened the door to her. Asani had been expecting many things from her new-roommate. She had expected them to be a snob, or else she'd expected... something else. Whatever she had expected, her first sight of miss Valentine was definitely not it, dressed in a loosely fitting t-shirt and underpants, chewing on a slice of pizza. Asani blinks, momentarily lost for words, but then a hundred years of training in the fine art of introductory smalltalk kicks in. She clears her throat politely.
"Good evening," Her english is almost perfect, with a very slight accent. Her voice is surprisingly soft and deep, it sounds almost tactile in nature, the sort of voice that makes promises of late night rendezvous and promises made by the light of the moon. "I am sorry to intrude upon your playing and eating of pizza, but I am your new room-mate, Asani Calavia, at your service." Asani says genially.

Asani shifts her bags, a gesture of her hand drawing the trolley with her cases upon it forward until it gently nudges the back of her leg. She looks at her new host, and Asani can't help but smile just a little. The human is just a little shorter than she is, with rich green eyes and long ethereal looking blonde hair. The girl is so pale as to be almost colourless and that interests Asani more than she'd care to admit. It's different, and different is something the Asari can enjoy. It's new and pleasant and altogether quite refreshing compared to the cobalts and azures that Asani is used to.

She reaches out, offering her scaled hand to the other woman.
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