General Roleplaying

A New Regime

feeds@yuku.com (Naomi Monoe) — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 05:32:26 GMT

Time passed, the galaxy spun.

And then something changed in one minuscule little sector of the galaxy. It came quickly; communication silence sprung up in key places in the Hapes Cluster. It caused a little disorientation, no panic, but was still disconcerting. It was being rumored that the leaders of Hapes had come to an emergency meeting. Word suggested that the matriarch had been assassinated; ships were grounded, traders stopped, detained. But rumors still spread like the blood...

Cheap things break often (Open), (First Gen.RP. Post)

feeds@yuku.com (TomsRocc) — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 17:43:08 GMT

OOC: He is supposed to look like a furry by the way.

IC:A small, 1.6 meters tall figure was sofly walking across the outskirts of a Tatooine port city. The destination: A small, battered freighter. From the outside it was covered with rust, and most of the parts were missing or patched with scrap(It looked like it remembered the Old Republic, by the way).

The person was a young boy. He wasn't human. Soft yellow, brown and sometimes orange fur was on his face. He had...

The Height of Evolution (CD - Training, Retrospective)

feeds@yuku.com (Soren Syphex) — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 03:40:52 GMT

Wayland, 25 ABY - Near Mount Tantiss

The training room was dimly lit, save for the single set of lights situated in the center of the room. Illuminated by them was the pale form of Soren Syphex, only son of Arkanian geneticist Sahdra Syphex, and new recruit in the Sith Praexium. He stood, nearly motionless directly beneath the lights, focusing his pure white eyes on a form hiding in the darkness to one side. he tightly gripped the wooden...

Foundations

feeds@yuku.com (Naomi Monoe) — Fri, 11 Dec 2009 05:41:53 GMT

Weeks passed; the galaxy spun on, its events and its creatures unchanged.

The newsnets had tired of constantly bringing up the sudden destruction of Ingo, of its mining towns and its spaceports and, of course, of the destruction of the prominant shipyard facility that had been over the planet since before the Clone Wars. Tempers calmed, people moved on and the event was eventually forgotten, as most insignificant things are. Pirates, smugglers, bandits, bounty...

Vos Dispareo

feeds@yuku.com (Naeus) — Wed, 09 Dec 2009 01:32:02 GMT

The dark forests of Myrkr had been his cell for far too long. Darth Carnis's ship, the Harbinger,had been shot down during what was supposed to be a simple reconnaissance mission to a chemical weapons factory of some sort. That mission had long since ceased to exist, instead being replaced by one of simple survival.

His Infiltrator-class vessel - or rather the twisted wreckage that...

Life Day (Tags everyone)

feeds@yuku.com (dragonbloodory) — Mon, 07 Dec 2009 05:04:27 GMT

It had been an interesting journey for Tartoc. The inheritor of a sizable chunk of change after the death of his friend Ativesa Itsamai. The Rodian left him with a number of gifts both material and financial. Not quite sure what to do with it he had put aside the items containing the most sentimental and asthetic and then sought to invest and barter the rest. Before long with the assistance of a helpful BRT Supercomputer he had nearly sextupled his original fund. Now he was left with some...

The Outer Rim Job(Laz, Thrion, TiCara. Closed)

feeds@yuku.com (Salem Norongachi) — Sat, 05 Dec 2009 00:57:11 GMT

On the edge of known space lay Bakura, a world which in terms of Strategic value in the ongoing galactic conflict was very low, had seen its fair share of conflict even as isolated as it was. An alien race had once tried to breach the vast Galaxy at this point and due to an uneasy alliance by the former Alliance to restore the Republic and its Imperial occupiers they had been driven back. After the fall of the Republic, the crumbling of Democracy, they once...

Hasta la Zoista, bebe. (Izzy & Sally)

feeds@yuku.com (Thrion) — Wed, 02 Dec 2009 15:48:49 GMT

Thrion stood on the bridge of the MonCal 90 Heavy Cruiser Negotiator, but that wouldn't be his role this day. He awaited the other to arrive before the long trek to a dark place would begin. Though things had changed. Thrion's mind had changed his opinions. The stories told of what they would face could lead to only one conclusion, don't underestimate the Sith. Never underestimate your foe but never go into battle unprepared or without a few clever tactics up your sleeve. He...

A New Student (Shaden Calaway)

feeds@yuku.com (Natalie StarLight) — Wed, 02 Dec 2009 07:40:26 GMT

It had been a long day, Natalie had been hard at work with her force training. She'd been practicing with her sensing abilities all morning, to further their range. She could feel thousands of different life forms all around her, ranging from little critters that lived in the lush forests on Tython to the man and pup that sat near her in their camp. Master Secura was fixing something to eat over a small fire, next to him the kath hound pup chased a butterfly aimlessly.

She was...

Fields of Gold- Dantooine

feeds@yuku.com (TiCira Hawk) — Sun, 29 Nov 2009 21:22:25 GMT

After the recent events in TiCira's life, the young witch came to realize that she needed to advance and explore new avenues of her magic, unlock some of the doors of her mind and try to increase her strength in altering the ever shifting currents of the Force around her. At first, she wasn't sure how to start, but after spending sometime in thought, she came to the conclusion that perhaps advancing in...

Bump in the road (open)

feeds@yuku.com (Shadencalaway) — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 04:35:28 GMT

Well, he couldn't find a direct rout to Naboo, but this is just as well. The smuggler shipping off of Ruusan was headed to Naboo, after making a quick stop in Bonadan, but he and his crew disappeared due to "Business" and left him stranded. So, with not much to do, he set himself up as a mercenary, keeping his head low and wary for Sith. It's been two weeks since he's left that place, so doubtless they're looking for him.

He was at his usual spot,...

Preparing For Ingo (Before Death Prophesied, Rani)

feeds@yuku.com (Naomi Monoe) — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 04:18:18 GMT

The XJ type X-Wing landed in the appointed docking bay gently.

The snubfighter, a well-cared for machine that Naomi serviced herself, wore the factory-set white base color but sported black and purple checkered patterns along the nose, fuselage and along the wings. She herself hated the Monoe name, let alone anything that referred to them, but the colors appealed to her. She waited for the cockpit to rise on its hydraulics, then swung her legs up and over the side, dangling from...

A Death Long Prophesied (Invite, Izaak)

feeds@yuku.com (Naomi Monoe) — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 03:35:23 GMT

The space over the dusty planet of Ingo was crowded.

A multitude of ships hovered around a massive space-station, its rotation slow and lumbering. Arms protruded from the central pylon. Along the arms, dozens of ships--from snubfighters to haulers and even a wreck of an old Dreadnaught-class cruiser--were docked. Beings wearing hard-seal suits scrambled over these parked ships, welding, tinkering, fixing, fueling and even painting. Credits changed hands, services rendered, no...

Welcome Back to the Galaxy (Tag Dyson)

feeds@yuku.com (dragonbloodory) — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 17:43:14 GMT

Aboard the Rebel Hospital Ship Fortressa Two

The doctor looked over his newest patient from Stronghold, the man was placed in some kind of advanced stasis for what appeared to be millennia. The fact alone that the technology had kept him stable this long was amazing in and of itself.What would be even more impressive if they can pull him out of the stasis without killing him. The doctor looked to the medical droids surrounding the cryonics case. "Alright let's bring...

The Recruiter (Open, CD, Izaak)

feeds@yuku.com (Omrifere) — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 13:55:34 GMT

Atin watched through the viewport as the classic view of hyperspace disappeared, replaced by the familiar stars as seen from his home planet. He touched the communications controls and opened a channel to Mandalorian Space Control. "This is Yaim'la, requesting permission to land." Seconds later the response came back. "Su'cuy gar Yaim'la. Olarom. You are free to land at your...

Culmination and Cultivation

feeds@yuku.com (Naomi Monoe) — Fri, 20 Nov 2009 09:48:41 GMT

The hologram appeared before Izaak, using a channel he'd provided.

Naomi Monoe looked disheveled, tired, battered...but very fiercely awake, aware and intent. "Izaak," she said, her voice cool, firm but polite, "I am en route to Gamorr. No doubt I have the entire Sith Slayer division chasing me now, as was planned with all my little diversions. Hopefully, you can wipe the entire Hutt's crack of them out in one go. I don't care about them anymore, nor do I...

The Difference Between Immortal and Immoral is a Preference for Tea (Izaak, Eryk, Tic)

feeds@yuku.com (Rani Churs) — Fri, 20 Nov 2009 02:04:05 GMT

OOC:Now to type up the first post >.>'. Edited in an invite to Tic, who reminded me of this.

IC:

The plan was ludicrous, it was utterly insane. It gambled a tremendous amount of risk against an almost nonexistent chance at reward. If it succeeded, Rani would probably die. If it failed, Rani would probably die. The original plan had been difficult enough, if not indefinitely more sinister and more likely to end in all the right deaths, but adjusting it to fit to...

There may be Explosions

feeds@yuku.com (Gorda the Hutt) — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 14:42:14 GMT

The Arconan Senator was probably the most gullible person Gorda the Hutt had ever met. Outwardly intelligent, but at the same time, extremely gullible. The Hutt considered it a very odd mix and wondered how the lifeform had ever managed to rise to the role of Senator in the first place.

"Did you bring the shipment?" asked Senator Diamba.

"Yes," answered Gorda, "It's all there in your Docking Bay... one hundred percent salt."

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A dead man and a Pirate walk into a bar...(Jay)

feeds@yuku.com (Salem Norongachi) — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 02:31:41 GMT

What exactly do you say to a man who sparked the flames of rebellion in your makers head bringing about your own existence and...his own demise?

If his father had spoken true of Jay Mertaal, then the bond they had shared in their all to brief friendship was a strong one. How exactly would he go about it, would he tell every detail as it was etched in his memory, would always be etched in his mind like a holo-recording of the events that transpired to Force Salem Norongachi to...

War Council

feeds@yuku.com (dragonbloodory) — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 20:21:23 GMT

Aboard the Providence-class destroyer/carrier Black Hand

R5-K8 or Kate as he was called rattled and shook as the destroyer flew through the seperate dimension known as Hyperspace.

"Relax" Tartoc said from the captains chair. " She'll hold. Our engineers have been working on her all week. She wasn't in that bad of shape to start with. She'll be war worthy soon, should this Council go well." The vessel had a long history, once part of...