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Posts: 4 (06/28/09 18:34:56) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Tags : None OOC: hello to everyone. I guess I have to start roleplaying here first and then apply but hopefully this board is gonna keep active. I just switched here from YY which seems to be completely dead. IC: The universe, with its vast expanse and innumerable locations, attracted so much attention. It was virtually impossible to stay positioned in one spot or on one planet because the inexplicable mystery of the galaxy drew you in kept you hooked. Times had not been so good lately and resources were tight but Marcus Manni kept on going as a wanderer. He never really had a home but then again not many people these days seemed to be very accepting. The universe was in motion and certain events kept things moving causing a ripple in the timeline and sending messages to those here already and those who were to come. The docking bay on the quiet planet of Kashyyyk gave the illusion that it had been undisturbed for a long period of time. The darkness that surrounded the far reaches of the forest seemed to be reaching in around the tree tops as well and the cold, damp air of the night set into Marcus' veins slowly. The creeping feeling made its way down his body and sent chills through the far extremities of the body as Marcus stepped out of the passenger liner and unto the wooden decks of the treetops. There was little life to bother with and most of the people that were within sight looked bored to the point of suicide. This planet had seen better days but then again Kashyykk was kind of far, and not to mention a mid-rim world. As Marcus stepped forward off the unloading platform he arranged his long black robe and put on his hood. His face was well hidden and only the glow of his eyes was visible. Despite appearances, Marcus was still well beyond normal. He had a nice tan complexion and a full beard that came in nicely around his rough, jagged face and pronounced cheekbones. His hair was all pitch black and was considered to have that "manly" aura around his fellow human race. Standing at around 7 feet tall, he approached the village entrance and as the massive wooden doors slid open, the smell of wookie and alcohol came with it. Marcus took a sharp, unexpected turn to the right into the cantina and after aimlessly scoping out the establishment, sat himself in a corner near one of the windows to meditate on his thoughts and get lost in the crowd. Last Edited By: jedi with power 06/28/09 18:44:27. Edited 1 time.
Marcus Manni		#1	[-]
Posts: 1 (06/28/09 19:00:23) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	OOC: I am jediwithpower but this will be my NEW account. I will only be using this one on the board !
Hadoland		#2	[-]
Posts: 43 (06/28/09 22:57:58) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Seemingly the only Albino Rodian in the galaxy, word was spreading of Ativesa fast. Though he was not exactly notorious yet, quite a few people knew whom he was. Today, he was on Kashyyyk, and for once he wasn't here on business. Ativesa could speak quite a few languages, but Wookie, was not one of them. The funny thing was that one of his best friends happened to be an expert on the Wookie language. He was short, even for a Rodian, once again his skin color was a bit different from the usual. His scales were a dark red, his eyes matching their color. Ativesa had found a student the other day, a young seventeen year old male named Brandon Tolreyn. In Ativesa's mind, he was all around useless, having been pampered and taken care of all his life, he was someone who pretty much spend two hours on his hair rather than do something actually useful. Though, he hated that life, and when he had heard of Ativesa's rampage on Curoscant, he supposed that there was something the Imperials weren't telling him. So, using his family's riches he managed to track the Rodian down, and now was his apprentice. Both Rodians were lost in thought as they reminisced about their days on Rodia, they both had it rough. The other Rodians there had been the least of their worries as their natural camouflage was taken away from them at birth. Finally, Ativesa spoke up "Well, me and the kid are gonna head over to the Cantina, I don't think he's ever had Corellian Ale, I'd like to see how he likes it". Both Rodians smirked at the thought, though Brandon seemed oblivious to everything that was going on, he seemed preoccupied with an odd glass ornament. The Albino Rodian stood up and walked out, his student walking slowly behind absentmindedly, it seemed as though he had nary a care in the world. Pushing the door to the Cantina open he walked inside, looking for the most interesting character in the place he smiled at the sight of a sith, Leaning over to Brandon, Ativesa whispered. "Lets go talk to that guy, might just be useful to have a sith in the Blue Star Pirates". As he spoke Ativesa casually gestured at the cloaked man before walking over to a server droid and ordering two Corellian Ales. The duo walked over to the table and sat down and then Ativesa spoke. "Mind if we sit, it's kind of crowded here, and neither of us speak wookie, so a chat with the local's is out of the question". The drinks arrived quite rapidly, hardly after Ativesa finished his sentence, and the prices were very cheap, a good drinking spot. Quickly he drained the whole thing, and watched as his apprentice took the first sip. Instantly the seventeen year old boy burst out into coughs and went over to the bar begging for water. It quickly came and he drained it down. Most of the bar was cracking up with laughter, that majority included Ativesa as he patted Brandon on the back upon his return. A little fun every now and again wasn't illegal was it? OOC: Well, this is my first shot at the whole NPC thing, So congratz on bein the first one to see the crazy antics of Ativesa Itaismai and Brandon... uhh.. Tollbooth!... No wait looks it up Tolreyn, right... Ok, enjoy :P
Marcus Manni		#3	[-]
Posts: 2 (06/29/09 13:03:19) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The disgusting cloud of smug, stale air mixed in with the unpleasant odors of stale alcohol and day old food drifted across the cantina and out in the open as the door pushed open to let in another cantina hopeful that would annoy you until you eventually gave in and talked to them. This night didn't seem very good for sitting down and collecting ones thoughts, that's for sure. People didn't know the meaning of public decency anymore and trampled around the cantina intoxicated like class A drunkards and loud as banthas during mating season. For being such a backwater planet that nobody really looked to the cantina came quite alive at night. Marcus guessed that it was probably because nobody had anything to do on this cursed planet during the day and let alone at night. All there was to see was mile high trees with branches that could wipe out an entire village if they fell and that wasn't exactly a comforting thought. That and the site of those annoying and overly hairy wookies that gallivanted around with their massive rugs of hair and the awkward coordination of a brute. Marcus looked down at the table realizing that he had polished off quite a bit of ale in the last couple of hours but to little effect. The five or so shot glasses were quickly collected off the table by the droid waiter and another one full of content left behind for Marcus. He raised up the glass and pushed back the ale and then set the glass down on the table. The seat was getting slightly more uncomfortable by the minute as he had been there for quite some time but leaving wasn't all that promising either considering the limited attractions of a forested world built around the wookie civilization. The rather boring creatures should have been taught a lesson a long time ago. Maybe Czerka realized their only true potential when they enslaved the wookies back in the old republic. Perhaps that's the only thing they could ever do with success. Just as the cantina seemed to die down a bit, an albino Rodian made his way into the cantina with a small boy looking much the same. Marcus didn't know why but for some reason they attracted his short, aggressive attention span. They didn't look to be in on too much business but instead rather relaxed and at least sober for now which was a great improvement over all the other half-wits in the cantina at the present hour. They sat down next to him murmuring something about talking with one of the out of towners since they didn't know the dialect. The young boy that the older Rodian dragged around was pretty shy and looked uncomfortable in his own skin. In Marcus' opinion he seemed to little to drink but the waiter got a round of drinks for them almost immediately and as the Rodian finished his off, the boy brought the glass up to his lips. Almost immediately the drink had gone to waste accompanied by a chorus of laughter and finger pointing to the boy who couldn't hold his own with a small little drink like Corellian Ale. Marcus didn't really play well with others, after all he had aspirations to become a sith, but these two could provide some entertainment for the time being and at the time that seemed more than enough. "Hello," started Marcus. "What're we doing in these parts?" Marcus couldn't help the dark tone of his voice or the inflexions of sith that trailed in his voice as he let the sentences protrude from his mouth. Maybe these two could be of some help to him, though.
Hadoland		#4	[-]
Posts: 51 (06/29/09 17:27:42) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	With a grin still on Ativesa's face from the little prank he played on his apprentice he thought about the man's question briefly. He had come to find his friend, but there was also a bounty rumored to be around here, and Ativesa was never one to push out a potential hunt. That was the true thing that Ativesa loved about Bounty hunting, not the money, but the thrill of the hunt, and then the adrenaline of the fight. Recalling his last he spaced out for the briefest of moments before returning to the man's question. "Well, first off, let me say that me and the boy here are bounty hunters, well, I am, this kid hardly knows how to use a blaster yet, and I my closest friend happened to invite me almost right after the bounty was issued, so then I had enough reason to actually come on this planet". Recalling the face he saw on the bounty he remembered that it was a wookie, bah they all looked the same to him. "Bah, the only problem is, it's a wookie, they all look the same to me even though I know the "textbook" way to tell them apart". Ativesa had a guess that the man was a Sith, the only question was how strong, but first he would have to make sure. His hand moving to his blaster he would see if the man would notice, if not, well who knows. Leaning back he decided he wanted a bit more alcohal in his veins as he bumped up his drink to Corellian Whiskey, one of the most Alcoholic drinks he new, only problem was, it wasn't cheap! Signaling the server droid that it should leave the bottle he looked at the price, which just so happened to be on the bottle. The Albino Rodian's mouth gaped open, it was so blasted cheap! How they even had Corellian Whiskey here was a shock, but the price of it was a different story all together, it was almost half the norm. Filling a bear glass with the substance the Rodian sipped a bit, savoring the taste as it was something he didn't drink too often. Titlting the glass back some more he drained some more down his throat, until the glass was about half empty. Best watch how much I drink, can't afford to get drunk here .
Marcus Manni		#5	[-]
Posts: 3 (06/29/09 18:41:12) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Marcus looked around the cantina and at the activity bustling in the night. He was slightly amused by the infantile duo that had acquainted themselves with him and he looked at the leader of the two especially, with a great degree of caution. These days, who wasn't out to get a sith, or at least a hopeful, and snag some money or a little piece of glory. Regardless, Marcus was still strong and athletic regardless of whether he was yet to be trained in the force and most people took that as a weakness but sometimes not having the force to do all the work for someone is an advantage. Marcus had learned a lot about force sensitives in his travels and especially those who had been crippled by the force. Most of those had been jedi that thought they listened to the force but were mearly servants to it. Anyhow, they would soon be extinct and the sith would rule again, even over those cursed imperials that thought they had it all together. Marcus saw that the little Rodian was pounding back the alcohol quite fast and maybe he could use it to his advantage somehow. Drunk people were usually one to be manipulated, after all that alcohol did stuff to you. Not to mention that the Rodian was pounding back Corellian whiskey. That was one of the strongest drinks around minus a few but those were for people who eagerly wanted to pass out under a table in a cantina filled with criminals and sith who would be all too willing to use you to their advantage or maybe just kill you. Marcus' blood lust rose up in him and he suddenly felt the urge to kill someone. Cantina's weren't a good place for that though and in all honesty he preferred planned out killings and ones that were executed with grace and not those merciless slaughters that the dark jedi liked. They were mere barbarians. Things had been quite calm for a while and Marcus took into account that the Rodian and his friend were here for a bounty and a friend. Maybe that would prove useful in the future. Credits were a little scarse and the pocketbook was dwindilling ever faster. Marcus looked over and as he was about to say something he felt a little tingle. Marcus had felt that before, especially when coming near a dangerous situation. He guessed it could have been something related to the force but that was still crude and untrained in him but he could never let that be known. Better masked and tough looking than revealed and weak. As he tried to figure out what it was he looked at Ativesa and noticed his slight movements towards what looked like a blaster. Marcus figured he'd react before his oponent had a chance and quickly moved. He knocked the glass half full of Corellian whiskey out of Ativesa's hand and proceeded to jump over his head. With his landing, Marcus put his hand on the blaster and slammed the Rodian's head off of the table. "Listen Rodian, you better watch yourself. I don't play nice with others and I'm not about to start."
Hadoland		#6	[-]
Posts: 52 (06/29/09 20:02:32) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	OOC:Sorry, but our chars ate at the same level, and Ativesa isn't drunk yet, he might be a bit buzzed but he's going to react to you, you can't say that your actions automatically happened, it doesn't work that way, you could say what he was attempting to do, but thats it, you haven't givin my char the chance to react at all, so in this post I'm going to do simply that, react. As his Whiskey was knocked from his hand he knew what would come next. He leaped towards his right, even though his student was already in the way he collided with him, but with enough force to push them both out of the little area they were in. As usual, Brandon just sat there and panicked, but Ativesa stood calm and pointed a blaster pistol at the man. "Don't be stupid, one move and I could shoot, and I know you're not trained enough to knock this blaster away with the force, just make the smart decision and calm down". Glaring at the man Ativesa forced his voice into something fierce, something he doesn't normally do, but in all honesty he didn't want to hurt the man, but it seemed as though he was pinned. They were about one and a half meters apart and the Albino Rodian was vigilant. Being in the Blue Star pirates had its upsides, like the very strong immunity to alcohol for one, it takes quite a bit to get Ativesa drunk now a days, and a bottle of Corellian ale and half a glass of Corellian Whiskey isn't going to cut it. Though his aim was a tad bit worse than normal from the alcohol he could still aim for his head and hit him from that range. OOC: See, I can react, that was my reaction, if you suddenly knock a guys drink out of his hands he's gonna go, somethin's gonna happen, and then if you jump over him he's gonna leap out the way, or at least try, my little Student just happened to be in my way, which honestly, my full force could shove him that far, let alone the force of a fairly experienced bounty hunter. Meaning he's pretty damn athletic himself. Now what I did, it gives you the chance to react as I haven't done anything, now I could also say I launched a shot off at your leg, but that doesn't exactly mean it will hit, see what I'm saying? Oh and on another note, my char's hand was on the blaster before he got the Whiskey ^^, better watch your posts or yours would have worked, just a hint Last Edited By: Hadoland 06/29/09 20:04:49. Edited 1 times.
Marcus Manni		#7	[-]
Posts: 4 (06/29/09 20:20:40) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	OCC: yah sorry about that. i realize what you're saying. Bad day for rping today. I'll post though. try my best to not do that again. IC: The bounty hunter was vigilant and in all honesty much more talented and trained then Marcus had expected. It wasn't going to be easy to fight him and really Marcus had no intention to start a fight in a cantina. It was bad publicity. The cantina seemed to be rather oblivious to what was happening so Marcus assumed that what was happening was rather a common occurance. That or the locals and travellers didn't wanna get their hands dirty with another fight. Marcus looked the Rodian in the eyes and with a rather dull unimpressed voice agreed, "Okay. You win this time. It looks like fate will have us meet again maybe, I never leave my fights unfinished." Marcus made an obvious motion out of the cantina towards the docking bay, not to leave but to just find a new spot for now. As he was about to walk out Marcus turned around. "This planet doesn't offer much excitement and I am rather naive to the current happenings of the universe. What with being gone for a while and all. I'm not much for fighting with anyone for now so maybe we can work together on that bounty of yours or at least accompany you around." Marcus stood at the door for a second and then said, "If it interests you any I'll be around, just come outside and I'll be around. I'm sure you have good enough eyes to spot me." And with that last sarcastic remark Marcus was out the door of the cantina and left unnoticed as the cantina door hissed back into place.
Marcus Manni		#8	[-]
Posts: 5 (06/30/09 05:49:27) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	OOC: i'm pretty bored so i'm posting again for sake of character development and stuff. Nothing really significant will happen so that you can have a chance to respond to that other thing. This post should have no bearing on your character but it might move the story forward or give someone else a chance to join. IC: Marcus took a second outside the cantina to meditate on what happened. It trouble him deeply and tore at him slowly. He wasn't powerful enough yet and it would take quite a bit of training to get to a level high enough of precision and anger to be able to take that bounty hunter on. Although, picking a fight was not something that Marcus was particularly after, though, and if anything only his face would be remembered. If the Rodian happened to cross his path again then maybe action might be taken but for now it would be as if forgotten since nothing it was out of Marcus' hands. After a brief moment of thought right outside the doors of the cantina, Marcus walked a bit and stood off against one of the wooden walls blocking the way from a mile high platform to the plumet of death. Looking across the village he could see different species walking around. He could tell the ones that had an agenda apart from those that were just wondering around aimlessly. It angered him to see such a waste of life and thought it would be better if all of them were to just drop dead. Marcus didn't have it kind for apathetic humans or aimless wonderers. They were nothing but a waste of life when they could have been doing something more useful. Such burdens to society shouldn't exist. Marcus was in that regard like any other sith. He wanted to see the destruction of life, sometimes because of his own morals and standards but sometimes just because it would be fun to go on a bloody rampage. The wood creaked and echoed loudly as Marcus set foot upon its hard and jagged surface on his way to the interior of the village. The cantina had been located almost outside the village while the rest, including businesses and homes, were located in the middle. Little children ran across the landscape of the town but heeded their parents warning about not getting too close to a stranger. Especially one with a long, black robe and hood covering his face. Generally those types of people didn't attract wanted attention. A new season approached Marcus' life and he thought to himself that maybe it was time for him to start training again and get back into the swing of things. Of course, he would have to confirm the fact that he was force sensitive for he didn't really know how to tell the difference in matters like that. All Marcus knew is that there was a strong possibility that he might be as told by others and felt inside himself. Marcus was hoping this posibility was a reality and that maybe someday he could achieve the all powerful "Dark Lord of the Sith" title but that would be a far way away from now. There was still much to do and Marcus didn't know how to get in touch with a force user either. How could you tell who was who and whether they'd be friendly or not?
Hadoland		#9	[-]
Posts: 55 (06/30/09 21:36:48) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	As usual Brandon just stood there in shock at the past few events. In all of five seconds his mentor had managed to shove him about two meters, pull a blaster on a man and get him to back down, on top of that the other man was a Sith! He was starting to realize how good his mentor was at his career. The Albino Rodian briskly strode over to his bottle of Corellian Whisky, Having already payed for it he held the bottle in his hand and walked out the door. A short hand signal to Brandon for him to come along was issued and they left. Each of their paces bringing them closer to their destination, the space port. Entering through the familiar shaped entrance he rounded the corner before finally reaching his docking pad. There his rusted Y-wing stood in all its rusted glamor. Nonchalantly walking towards it he began to notice the odd stares that everyone was throwing at him, but he was used to it. Being an Albino Rodian had its perks, but this wasn't one of them. He reaching the ancient vehicle and tapped a hidden compartment, revealing his entire stock of weaponry and credits, along with two compacted Droideka destroyer droids. With another swift movement he opened his cockpit, quickly clambering into the pilot seat he began the short string of commands to actually turn the ship on. Hearing the sounds of Brandon climb onto the ship and into the gunner's seat Ativesa was about to take off. He decided that a short confirmation that it was his apprentice would be needed though, "Brandon". Uttered Ativesa, and the boy responded, "[red]Yes sir[/red]"? That was Brandon's voice for sure, but now they needed to get off Kashyyyk. Letting the ship liftoff it flew into space, and almost as rapidly as it had entered space, his hyper drive had been activated, his destination, Tatooine. Who knows what he would find there, it seemed as though every time he went there nowadays something else interesting happened.

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