SonofJET said
Nice to hear it, Captain. I thought I'd model my character's actions to my own absence, and make him an introvert for a while.
Introspection is never a bad way to post. Feel free to join the conversation, though.
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SonofJET said
Sorry for the (way too) long absence of posts. I just got back from an underway period, and have been sort of unsure about what to have the feeorin boy do with his post-escape time. But, I'm back on land now, and I'll be able to get online more frequently with my new schedule (working eight hours a day, four days at a time, with two days off, plenty of downtime).
Awesome! Glad to have you back, SonofJET.
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What is the point of subscribing to a thread?
Basically required for keeping track of your topics in Spam or non-Advanced RP sections.
There! Bleh, I hate test weeks.
As Jerek stood before the tank in which his master hung, suspended in the glowing haze of the healing bacta, the youth realized that he had no answer to his master's question. No way to alleviate his disconnect from the other Jedi. Erin, on the other hand, seemed to answer with expert ease, joking lightly with the Noghri Jedi.
Erin sure has a nice voice. The thought popped suddenly into the boy's head as he listened to the cadence of the other padawan's voice, finding himself lost in the older girl's tones. Blinking furiously, the boy forced himself to focus, to listen as Erin filled in his master on the plans to travel to Nar Shaddaa.
The padawan considered his companion's report with a curious expression. From his studies and rumors, Jerek knew that Nar Shaddaa was a place of shadows and risk. If Coruscant was a place of reason and law, then Nar Shaddaa was the opposite, ruled by fear and power. Few on the so-called Smuggler's Moon were friends to the ways of the Jedi or the Republic, if the ideals of the defunct government truly had any supporters left. After a moment's consideration, the sandy-haired youth could see the reason to travel there, the same reasons that made Nar Shaddaa a dangerous place would make it ideal for fugitives like the Jedi. A place to regroup, to breathe, to heal.
He felt the eyes of the room's occupants fall on him, the expectation clear. He was supposed to give Vor'loch a clue of what the Jedi had been missing, a taste of life outside his tank. It should have been an exciting tale, some virtuous exploits that the padawan had accomplished all by himself, that his master had missed out on. It should have been like old times, as master and apprentice after a mission to one of the many worlds ravaged by the Clone Wars. This time, however, Jerek had no story, no adventure.
"Not much," the youth mentioned, shrugging his slender shoulders. He glanced toward the older padawan, hoping she might have something more to say, only to find the same expression on her face. "We've been doing the meditations, and some exercises. Actually, a lot of exercises. I think the masters want us to think everything is normal, even though it's not."
Turning back to his Noghri master, the padawan questioned him eagerly, "How much longer will you have to stay in the bacta tank, master?"
Erin sure has a nice voice. The thought popped suddenly into the boy's head as he listened to the cadence of the other padawan's voice, finding himself lost in the older girl's tones. Blinking furiously, the boy forced himself to focus, to listen as Erin filled in his master on the plans to travel to Nar Shaddaa.
The padawan considered his companion's report with a curious expression. From his studies and rumors, Jerek knew that Nar Shaddaa was a place of shadows and risk. If Coruscant was a place of reason and law, then Nar Shaddaa was the opposite, ruled by fear and power. Few on the so-called Smuggler's Moon were friends to the ways of the Jedi or the Republic, if the ideals of the defunct government truly had any supporters left. After a moment's consideration, the sandy-haired youth could see the reason to travel there, the same reasons that made Nar Shaddaa a dangerous place would make it ideal for fugitives like the Jedi. A place to regroup, to breathe, to heal.
He felt the eyes of the room's occupants fall on him, the expectation clear. He was supposed to give Vor'loch a clue of what the Jedi had been missing, a taste of life outside his tank. It should have been an exciting tale, some virtuous exploits that the padawan had accomplished all by himself, that his master had missed out on. It should have been like old times, as master and apprentice after a mission to one of the many worlds ravaged by the Clone Wars. This time, however, Jerek had no story, no adventure.
"Not much," the youth mentioned, shrugging his slender shoulders. He glanced toward the older padawan, hoping she might have something more to say, only to find the same expression on her face. "We've been doing the meditations, and some exercises. Actually, a lot of exercises. I think the masters want us to think everything is normal, even though it's not."
Turning back to his Noghri master, the padawan questioned him eagerly, "How much longer will you have to stay in the bacta tank, master?"
Okay, bleh, I should have time to post today. *crosses fingers*
I will finally have time to post tomorrow.
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As far as celebrities go, I usually find them when I'm watching something. It's unlikely to be the main actor in a show/movie, but I'll see some supporting actor or cameo person and go, 'gee, they'd be great for such-and-such'. Then I find who it is and grab their image. I have a folder full of potential avatar images from various actors.
Others have mentioned good sites for non-celebrities.
The only model site I've ever peeked on is New Faces, whose search page is still up and working. I think I've found one playby that way..
Others have mentioned good sites for non-celebrities.
The only model site I've ever peeked on is New Faces, whose search page is still up and working. I think I've found one playby that way..
Halo said
Negative sides of Scotland #1: Always chilly, grey, rainy and windy, but rarely snowy enough so (in the cities) that we almos never get days off. Ugh.
This is, honestly, unusual weather for Minnesota. Though, our spring last year was also mired by snowstorms, we did have a snow day on April 12, 2013.
It just wasn't like this in the 90's or 00's.
Beatrix said
Funny... My family hates it up there. At the end of the month, they will be back home out of the snow.
Yes, only the hardiest warrior souls can brave the Minnesota spring!
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