Post by Umbrafire on Oct 28, 2005 23:04:56 GMT -5
((That's right, it's what you've all been waiting for! The
Star Wars RP! For right now, everyone please create their characters, with two rules.
-No Uber-ness
-No Jedi
Other than that, create them where you wish in the Star Wars galaxy, and I will most likely start up a storyline soon depending on how many people join. Most of all, have fun!))
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Don Etinok leaned across the bar, with his glass extended, signalling for another drink. Glad that the bartender was human, like himself, he felt comfortable speaking in Basic to him ((Basic is the Star Wars equivalent of English)).
"Hey, I'm looking for a ride outta here, you know where I can find someone willing to take me?"
The bartender rested his forearms on the counter and leaned closer, wearing a confused expression.
Familiar with this type of response, Don reached into his pocket and place three coins on the table, sliding them between the man's arms.
"Well, I know a few people that might be willing to take you, but I'm sure it won't be cheap. Especially with the Empire on your ass."
"How much?"
"Uhh, more credits than I have, that's for su--"
A single bead of sweat rolled down the bartender's forehead as he found what appeared to be a heavily and illegally modified blaster pistol aimed at his throat.
"I don't have time for this, I need a ride now."
The bartender looked straight into Don's eyes...until for only the briefest of moments his eyes strayed towards the doorway.
An Imperial Stormtrooper glanced in the cantina, only to find one of the most elusive smugglers known pointing a weapon at the proprietor. He turned around, looking for his superior, to report the good news. Turning back, he found that the smuggler was gone.
Don found that his amazing reflexes had saved him once again, as he hid beneath the counter. Glancing over his shoulder, he found the doorway to be empty, and he stole away to an alcove tucked in a corner of the cantina, and blended with the darkness.
((sorry if this is a bad introduction. I would recommend that at least one person start in the cantina as well))
Star Wars RP! For right now, everyone please create their characters, with two rules.
-No Uber-ness
-No Jedi
Other than that, create them where you wish in the Star Wars galaxy, and I will most likely start up a storyline soon depending on how many people join. Most of all, have fun!))
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
Don Etinok leaned across the bar, with his glass extended, signalling for another drink. Glad that the bartender was human, like himself, he felt comfortable speaking in Basic to him ((Basic is the Star Wars equivalent of English)).
"Hey, I'm looking for a ride outta here, you know where I can find someone willing to take me?"
The bartender rested his forearms on the counter and leaned closer, wearing a confused expression.
Familiar with this type of response, Don reached into his pocket and place three coins on the table, sliding them between the man's arms.
"Well, I know a few people that might be willing to take you, but I'm sure it won't be cheap. Especially with the Empire on your ass."
"How much?"
"Uhh, more credits than I have, that's for su--"
A single bead of sweat rolled down the bartender's forehead as he found what appeared to be a heavily and illegally modified blaster pistol aimed at his throat.
"I don't have time for this, I need a ride now."
The bartender looked straight into Don's eyes...until for only the briefest of moments his eyes strayed towards the doorway.
An Imperial Stormtrooper glanced in the cantina, only to find one of the most elusive smugglers known pointing a weapon at the proprietor. He turned around, looking for his superior, to report the good news. Turning back, he found that the smuggler was gone.
Don found that his amazing reflexes had saved him once again, as he hid beneath the counter. Glancing over his shoulder, he found the doorway to be empty, and he stole away to an alcove tucked in a corner of the cantina, and blended with the darkness.
((sorry if this is a bad introduction. I would recommend that at least one person start in the cantina as well))