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5 yrs ago
Undertow only makes me think of Tool. Good album though.
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5 yrs ago
Incest in 1x1 interest check. Opinion invalidated.
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5 yrs ago
Yeah don’t ever recall BLM charging the US Capitol building, scaling the walls, attacking Capitol police and breaking windows to enter.
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5 yrs ago
RIP America 1776 - 2021. We had a good run.
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6 yrs ago
If I am made mod I will do what everyone truly desires and delete the status bar.
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ABOUT ME:
  • Male.
  • EST USA timezone.
  • Been RPing since 2011.
  • Mainly into sci-fi RPs.
  • GM'd and been a player in too many roleplays to list.


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~| 17:52 - 17:57 GST |~
~| Denso, Aboard the Kaggath: Prison complex |~


The Kiffar had returned to his bunk after his encounter with the twisted Sith lady. Once he had returned, he decided to rest, as he laid on his bunk he had felt himself fall asleep. Even a Jedi knight needed rest sometimes. His dreams were dark and nightmarish, ugly sights and sounds, the first being of his capture at the hands of the Sith. The sounds of blaster fire as all of the soldiers under his command were cut down like animals, like how he had cut those captives the wretch of a Sith forced to fight him. He had failed them, led them right into a trap, the Empire's soldiers came out of nowhere, they didn't stand a chance.

Then the dream shifted to the final soldier under his command, a lieutenant, he still remembered the dead's man name, had known him for months. Rafan Grenko, the last time he saw Grenko it was with a pulsing red lightsaber through his heart. The smile on the Sith bastard that slayed the lieutenant lingered in his dream. Then his nightmare intensified, an exaggeration of him fighting off seemingly endless waves of soldiers.

Each of his lightsabers cutting down phantoms of men, righteous blue blades of justice, then the weapons turned to dust and he had to fight them with his bare hands. He smashed a helmet in with his fists, his fingers torn open with glass, he could see the bones, but did not care, the bones turned red with blood, not his own, but the enemy's. The dream went darker, the bright green grass which he fought upon now black, the sky an even darker shade.

Then intense pain, his eyes had focused on Alih. He had almost forgotten about her in recent days, how could he? She had occupied every one of his dreams. She was in this one too, he had stopped fighting, felt his figure frozen solid as if stuck in ice. He could only watch as she fought off shadow men, but she too froze solid but not before the shadows got to her. Her weapon was knocked from her, and she fell to the ground, a boot on her neck.

Her hand had reached out to Denso but she was too far away, his frozen form broke away and he could move again. He sprinted towards Alih, her hand still raised as he ran. With every footstep he was only getting farther away from her, then one terrifying scream of a female origin, and Denso awoke, breathing heavily.

The Kiffar looked around, his eyes wide open, he was more than relieved to find that he was awake and well, still in the place he had fallen asleep. As his heart beat slowed, he placed his hands on his head, staring at the ground. Denso had no idea how long he had been out, he only remembered the dream. An image of Alih's beatiful face in a look of pure terror etched into his mind. He regained his composure with another deep breath, then decided he needed to get his mind right.

Denso rose to his feet, he was still in the robes Lady Lansha had provided to him. The clothing he had killed men for her in, he wished he could rip the robes to shreds, then light them aflame. But he could not, they would be a reminder of his foul deeds for as long as he wore them. He glanced around, then caught sight of a young Jedi, a look of annoyance and disappointment on her face. She looked like she needed to speak to someone else and he hadn't met her yet, so he approached her.

"Are you doing alright? You have a troubling look on your face, if you wanted to talk about it then I'm here. My name is Denso Halsa, what is yours?" He said to her, putting a friendly smile on his face.
Anyone who is having trouble coming up with an IC post, don't be afraid to message me (or another player) to get a plot going or something. I love that kind of thing.

@HHShetland Accepted!
Figuring out my next IC post.
Sienn watched the mercenary leave, he had done well keeping up the act of hitting on her. As he disappeared into the crowds of the Pit, the Twi'lek started out of her seat, then a girl approached her, planting a drink in front of her. Sienn rarely got flirtation from her own gender, but then she realized it wasn't flirtation, the girl was a bartender in the place. Her eyes followed the girl, then the drink before the sounds of the fighting cage action drew it. It was a different kind of fight, apparently one that resulted in a new owner being 'crowned'. She didn't really care about the fight, though the specifics might interest some of her Siren friends, they had a deal with the ownership, like some of the other gangs did. Money for space on the property to recruit new blood, while not done openly, it did go down, Sienn had done it herself a few times.

"An old fling, hadn't seen him for some time." Sienn replied, a lie, she wouldn't just outright say he was some freelancer that she was doing business with for her gang. She looked Tanya over, she was a pretty girl, looked a little too young to be serving drinks in such a rough place. Then she put one and two together and hearing the new owner's speech, she was the daughter of the man. No one would hurt the daughter of such a man.

"I hope your father knows what he just got himself. It's a pretty open secret that some of those scummy gangs had deals cut with Gotal. They'll come wanting to speak with the new owner about continuing that practice." Sienn said, her words a sort of warning to the girl. She wouldn't put it past one of the more unpredictable groups, such as the Stars or the Pures to try something more bold, they were always hungry to bully more people, or in the Pures case, do something twisted to push their agenda.
Grizzly's eyes stared at the hologram of the tower, as Mr. T began to lecture on the mission, the large man listened closely. It was an extraction, he had done those before, the part that bugged him was having to work in part with another team. He disliked that, disliked it a lot, ronins were unpredictable, he had been aligned with his current team in the room for long enough that he figured that he had their tendencies and psyches down, but a whole other team threw a wrench into that. Especially if they were dealing with the electronic security, a vital part of the mission.

He did not expect treachery, Mr. T would have done plenty of research on the other team to ensure that would not occur. Still, it was a high paying job, and a CEO was a very well connected individual. Perhaps Max would have a word with the man once he was secured by the team. As the mission details were finished being spoken, Grizzly thought over any relevant inquries he could ask the well connected former ronin. Howard wouldn't come willingly, but they only needed him alive. Knocking him out cold and literally dragging him out of his overpriced tower would do the job. If the man was smart, which he likely was if he was a CEO, then he would have his own bodyguards even in the safety of his own towers, paid security patrolling the grounds was one thing.

"What are the specifics of security for the tower? Any idea on the number of guards around and inside of it?" Max asked, his metallic voice pitching in after some of the others had spoken.


Tell me if anything needs to be changed.
Will have an IC post up soon.
Love the new thread, will get my char carried over ASAP.
@The Survivor Accepted, I have a feeling he won't be able to get off Coruscant that easily, hehe.
@Pfroggy1 10/10, I love Bowie. That's probably my favorite song of his behind Fame or Moonage Daydream.

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