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Feeling burnt out. Medication isn't working like it should. I'm gonna try to keep writing, but it might take a while.
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Sottu got making people wait. My wife is getting ready to run her own DnD campaign soon, and I'm helping her.
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Adam balked at Kijani when she opened fire on the Stormtroopers. He was expecting more negotiating, but he supposed they weren't here to play nice. When she took off down the prison hall, Adam shouted back to her.

"I'll stay back here. Someone's gotta cover the exit!" he said while reaching for the discarded blasters on the ground. He considering ditching the weapons and going with his lightsaber, but decided against it. He didn't want to declare himself as a Jedi until it was absolutely necessary.

He took an E-11 blaster rifle in each hand. The weapons were small enough to be carried and fired one handed, if not accurately. Thankfully, the reception area for the prison level was small, and the range would be very short. Adam trained his weapons on the door and waited for the soldiers who were definitely coming now.
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Bail Organa sat in the cold, durasteel prison cell, head hanging in shame. He still blamed himself for what happened to Alderaan, and his only comfort was that Kijani was far, far away from Alderaan when it happened. The older man wondered if he would ever see her again. Maybe it would be for the best if he didn't. Hopefully she would stay far away from Yavin 4 before the Death Star arrived.

For a second, he thought he was finally losing his mind. For a second, he thought he heard his daughter's voice outside his door. "Whose there?" he said, not sure whether to be relieved or horrified.
"You're right. That is sort of a plan." Adam said. "But it might just be crazy enough to work." As they made their way through the service corridor, Adam adjusted his uniform and tried to make himself look as presentable as possible.

"There. How do I look?" Adam said in the best posh, Coruscantian accent he could muster. Imperial officers were usually recruited from the high society, and many of them had borderline obnoxious accents. It always sounded like everyone was beneath them, which might be a useful trait when dealing with Stormtroopers.

When the pair reached the doors to the detention level, Adam took a deep breath. "Ready? Here we go." He straighten his spine and walked through the doors like he owned the place. Waiting for them was a single officer in black and a group of Stormtroopers.

"We are here to move the prisoner to the holoprojector room. The Emperor himself wishes to question him."

"Why wasn't I notified of this?" The prison officer looked quite shocked that the Emperor had taken an interest in his prisoner. "I'm going to have to clear this with Lord Vader."

As the officer reached for his comm device, Adam gave Kijani a panic looked. "I can't mind trick that many guys. What do we do?" he whispered to her, though he instinctively reached for his blaster.
Adam nodded, while Han looked incredulous. "This is crazy. Marching into the detention area is not an option." he said. Adam knew his gripes were completely justified, but they couldn't leave the senator behind.

"If you don't want to get involved, then you can stay here." Adam said. "We can move around alot easier with the two of us, and we need someone to start the ship up once Master Obi-Wan gets the tractor beam off.

"Fine. But if you arn't back in two hours, I'll leave you all here." Han said with a shrug.

Once Adam and Kijani left Han, Chewie and the droids in the control room, Adam whispered to Kijani, trying not to draw attention from any of the imperials.

"Sorry about Han, but at least you have me to kick around. Let's find your dad."
Artoo beeped in affirmation, turning his dome to look at Kijani. "Artoo says he has been here for only a few hours, and that he is currently scheduled... to be terminated."

At this, Adam shot up. "We can't leave without him! If they find out we're here, they'll think we're a rescue party and execute him on the spot!" As the droid pulled up the blueprints on the small terminal screen, Han interjected.

"Kid, there are only four of us against a massive imperial battle station." he said, not even bothering to include the droids. "These disguises are only going to get us so far. Even if we get the senator and get back to the ship, this all depends on the old man getting the reactors off."

"So either we leave him here and he dies, or we go after and we might get lucky." Adam said. He knew it was a long shot, but he couldn't stand leaving someone helpless in this horrible place. He turned to Kijani.

"It's your call. Either way, I'll follow your lead." Han simply shrugged and rolled his eyes.
Adam, Kijani and Han walked out of the Falcon and onto the flight deck of the Death Star. Adam tried his best to act like he owned the place, and no one seemed to notice three more faceless soldiers in the bustle. Han nudged Adam slightly and gestured up to a small room overseeing the hanger with a few helmeted flight controllers inside. Adam guessed that was the control room, so he made his way there.

He stopped at the door, giving a nod to Kijani and Han before taking a deep breath and stepping into the small room. The two flight controllers turned to him, reaching for their belts.

"Who are you? Are you authorized to be here?" One of them said. Adam waved his hand over both of them.

"You two should take a break. There is fresh caf in the breakroom." Rather than stiffening and blankly obeying him, one turned to the other. Adam stopped himself from muttering a curse and reached for his lightsaber.

"It's about time for our break, so maybe we should just go now?" One officer said to the other. The other just shrugged and turned to leave.

"Try not to mess anything up while were gone, okay?" The senior officer said as the pair left the room.

"What the hell was that about?" asked Han through his helmet vox unit.

"I don't know, but it worked, right?" said Adam with a shrug. "Close enough."

Chewbacca and the two droids entered the room not long after, and Artoo immediately went to one of the large computers and started using his scomp-link. After just a moment, he beeped.

"R2 says he has downloaded a blueprint for this level of the station. He thinks it might be useful." said Threepio Before anyone could say anything else, the droid began to chirp very loudly. If the gold protocol droid could emote surprise and alarm, he tried to do so now.

"According to Artoo, Senator Organa is being held on the prison level."
"Don't worry. I still have my ways." said Obi-wan mischievous grin on his face. "You four need to take that control room up there and make sure the door's don't close. I'm going to find one of the main reactors and shut it down. That way, they won't be able to reel us back in with the tractor beam."

"What about me? Shouldn't I go with you?" Adam asked. He didn't want to leave the princess' side, but he hated the idea of leaving his master all on his own.

"Patience, Adam. Stay here and watch over Kijani and the droids." Before Adam could say more, Obi-wan cut him off. "It is vital that you bring them safely to Alderaan. I can take care of myself."

Adam nodded. "Right." was all he managed to say. He somehow got the feeling that he would never see his master again. It was a stupid thought. No one could kill the great Obi-wan Kenobi. Right?

"The Force will be with you. Always." the old Jedi master said before departing. Adam tried to follow his path, but he was soon out of sight. He hoped that he would be okay, but he knew that if anyone could do this, he could. Obi-wan had his job, and Adam his own.

"Okay. Chewie, keep the droids out of sight. Han, Kijani, let's go to the control room. If a blaster goes off, were done for, so try to keep it quiet." Adam said. Han looked like he wanted to say something about not following orders, but he kept his mouth shut. Adam just assumed it was because Han didn't have a better idea.

Say what you want about the Empire, they have amazing tailors. thought Adam as he put on the uniform. He wasn't quite the right size, but it was comfy and he could move in it easily. Perks of being an officer, I guess.

Adam came out to the other room dressed in the black uniform and saw both Han and Kijani struggling in their Stormtrooper armor. Especially Kijani looked miserable, as her armor was clearly not built for a woman. Hopefully they could keep the ruse for long enough to shut the tractor beam off and get the hell out.

"Don't worry, Kijani. Hopefully you won't have to stay in that very long." said Adam before turning to Obi-wan. "Do we even have a plan? I mean, I'm not sure if bluffing our way though the station is going to work."

"Leave the tractor beam to me. You all take the control room and make sure they doors stay open." said Obi-wan confidently.

"Right." said Han. "Doesn't sound to hard. Just walk right into a heavily defended Imperial space station like we own the place. Good plan." He didn't really try to hide his sarcasm.

Chewbacca roared as if in agreement. Adam couldn't really deny that they had a point, but they really didn't have much of a choice. Besides, didn't Kijani say her father was on this station? That might be worth looking into.
Adam glanced down at himself for a moment. "Maybe I am too short." he thought to himself, bemused. "I should try to find a trooper with some heels.

Before Adam could ponder on that more, he heard the sound of plasteel boots coming up the walkway. Han quickly pushed Adam to the side of the door and gave him a nod. Obi-wan gestured for Kijani to hide nearby. When the door opened, it showed a pair of Stormtroopers struggling to get a scanner up the ramp. Following close behind them was a sour looking officer who was trying to coach them on how to carry it.

Once the three Imperials were on the ship, Han rushed them. Adam's shock at Han's recklessness wore off when he saw the imperial officer reach for his comlink. Adam quickly ran up and knocked it out of his hand before trying to punch him.

Adam wasn't exactly familiar with unarmed combat, but he spent his entire life on a farm on a very rough planet. His fist connected on the officer's jaw and it sounded like it hurt, but the officer simply shook it off and shoved Adam away, sending him backwards. Adam got up to try and hit him again before Chewbacca brought his massive hand down on top of the man's head.

Han quickly threw the two surprised Stormtroopers down the floor and started taking off their uniforms. "Adam, you get the officer."

"Me?! Why me?!" asked Adam. The idea of walking around an imperial installation barefaced seemed more than a little intimidating.

"Because Kijani is the most recognizable woman on the planet and I have a criminal record. No one knows you." Adam couldn't argue with that as he started stripping the officer's black uniform and boots.
Updated and Bumped.


2184, Five years after the incident on LV-426

The colony BT-191 has gone dark, Hammer Platoon of the United States Colonial Marines has failed to checked in. Allied Command, at the insistence of the Weyland-Yutani Corporation, have sent another squad of marines to investigate Hammer's disappearance, provide aid if necessary and resolve the situation on BT-191.

BT-191 has only a small colony on it's surface called St. Ciprian's, with a population of about three hundred. Owned and Administered by Weyland-Yutani, the colony is unexceptional at best, with it's only key industry being mineral mining. Before Hammer Platoon's arrival and subsequent vanishing, many thought that St. Ciprian's simply had an equipment malfunction. But now the recent events have suggested something darker.

Hammer Platoon's replacements, callsign Jester squad, is newly formed and this will be their first operation serving together. Assigned to the USC Ticonderoga, they are currently in cryosleep for the twenty-four week trip to BT-191. Their presence has not gone unnoticed, however, and soon other eyes have found their way to St. Ciprians...
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I know this seems like an odd choice, but I haven't seen an Aliens themed RP on here in a while, so I decided to take a shot at it.

What I am looking for is a group of players willing to play Colonial Marines, who are tough, foul-mouthed badasses who are called in when everything else has failed. As marines, the players will solve the mystery of BT-191 and fight the dreaded Xenomorphs, along with a few surprises along the way.









I think that covers all the basics. Anyone interested enough for me to create a character template? Come chat on the Discord server here.
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