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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Ah, ok.

Star Wars: Dawn of the New Republic

Awesome

Star Wars: Dawn of the New Republic

Kalistar said
So 'Shape...were you up for some interaction?

Sure. Pm me, I'm sure we can figure something out

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Paris Street in in the French Quarter. Wayward center is the name of the place

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Quick Icon post up. I'm going to get something else up later, possibly tomorrow or Tuesday.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Icon stood and watched the two young metas argue about just how they were going to get to the Wayward Center from the rooftop and he tried not to laugh. There was a certain innocence about the pair that he found to be refreshing. Far too often, one tended to find people were jaded and cynical, however, that was not the case with these two. Even though they had been through a lot, they seemed to take it in stride and maintain their positive outlook.

After a moment of discussion, the young man relented, and allowed the girl to carry him to the ground. As the young pair began their descent, Icon took off himself, rocketing over the city, thinking to himself that he had a funny feeling that he hadn't seen the last of the young pair.

***

Scott checked the settings on the lighting system inside the club. The multicolored lights flashed in sequence, illuminating the otherwise darkened dance area with a wide varieties of brilliant colors.As he cycled the lights through their progressions, he was suddenly aware of someone else inside of the club. He wasn't surprised, he had been expecting Eric to arrive to help him with the last minute preparations for the clubs opening at any time.

"Busy day?" Eric said, aware of Icon's earlier exploits.

"Not too bad. Just a few things here and there. Stopped some guys from torching a young metahuman couple. You know, the normal stuff." Scott quipped.

"Well, I'm glad you're here now. After we finish here, we're going out." Eric said nonchalantly.

"Oh? Where are we going?" Scott asked, genuinely surprised.

"We're going to The Elite." Eric told him.

The Elite was a lounge in the heart of Sherman Square, where people had once come from all around the city to listen to live music, enjoy overpriced appetizers and decent drinks. Scott had only been there once himself, and had been impressed with the lounge itself. Though, he was somewhat skeptical about Eric's motives for visiting the Lounge.

"And why are we doing that?" Scott asked.

"Business, mostly." Eric replied.

"Mmmhmmm..."Scott answered back.

"Buster Keaton's Revenge is playing tonight, and I was going to talk to them about playing here opening night." Eric said. It made sense, Buster Keaton's Revenge was one of the up and coming bands in the area and they had been amassing a steadily growing following. Booking them to play The Hub opening night would be a major coup for the fledgling nightclub.

"Okay, I'm in." Scott said before he remembered Eric's full reasoning. "You said, mostly business."

A smile crossed Eric's face at Scott's statement. "Amber's going to be there. She can't wait to finally meet you." Eric said, barely suppressing his glee.

Star Wars: Dawn of the New Republic

I added another map, this one showing more of the political factions. Though it does involve the campaigns of Thrawn, it also gives a good idea who was where during this era

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

reading posts now, will try and get something up tonight

Star Wars: Dawn of the New Republic

The Hutts are active, as well as the Black Sun. Feel free to NPC Ysanne if you need to.

Star Wars: Dawn of the New Republic

Luke Skywalker sat in the quiet room that he had taken as his quarters within the temple. In the middle of the floor he sat, his legs crossed over each other, his eyes closed, as he focused on his breathing, he felt the Force flow through him. Through the Force, he was able to sense the wide variety of life forms skittering in and around the temple as well as in the surrounding forest.

As he meditated, a smile started to form on his lips as he felt a familiar presence enter the room.

"Master," he said simply, greeting his old friend.

"Mmm....fear I still sense in you. Doubt too."

His smile broadens as he hears the familiar voice of his long dead master. "But I think you'll admit I have made much progress, Master Yoda."

His small head bobbed up and down in an almost dismissive agreement, just as it did in life when he trained the fledgling Jedi on Degobah. " Much improvement I have seen. Jedi Master now you are." Then his voice lowered. "But still doubt I sense..."

The smile smile dropped from Luke's face as the doubts he had internalized were given a voice. "All I see before me is a...monumental task. I have to rebuild the Jedi order, by myself. And while I know I'm up to it. I just don't know if I can do it alone."

"Fear you will fail, do you? Afraid another Vader you may create."

Luke's mind began to drift to his father and all of the atrocities that he had committed after falling to the dark side. He forced the thoughts from his mind, "It is a fear I will overcome."

Yoda nodded, his luminous form casting a strange glow in the otherwise dark room. "Much to overcome, I foresee. Many trials ahead for you."

"I have sensed it too, Master." Luke said, nodding in agreement.

"Yes. Darkness the future brings. But light within you exists," he says, pointing his cane at me. "And remember this, you will. Alone...you are not."

When he finished speaking, the ancient Jedi planted his cane in front of him, slowly vanishing into the ether from which he came. Luke sat their for a moment, examining the empty space in which his master had occupied just moments earlier. He felt a sudden calmness wash over him as clarity began to set in.

He's right. I'm not alone.