1 (edited by MandoGirl Tuesday, February 20, 2007 7:18 am)

Topic: Old Republic RPG

Well, I got tired of waiting for someone to make an RPG that I found interesting, so I made one myself!


This RPG takes place during the four-year Mandalorian Wars. Your character can be a Mandalorian, a Jedi, or a Republic soldier. However, they can come from backrounds besides those (example: a pirate puts their skills to use raiding Mandalorians and bringing their supplies back to the Republic). We're going to need quite a few of all of these, so please, don't think that you're going to get picked off or be less significant to the storyline because of what occupation/alliance you choose. I wanna see some pilots, some smugglers, some Mandos, some Jedi, a little bit of everything ^_^ Really make your character unique.

I'm hoping for two things: diversity, but with structure. Remember, one of the biggest rules of improvisation is 'don't deny.' You character may be reluctant and even choose to part company for a time, but please try to more or less go with the flow of things. Everyone should get their chance to shine at some point, so don't feel like you have to dash in and play the ultimate hero (or villain) in the story.

The rules are the usual: No killing someone else's character without their permission, no godly characters, etc. Most importantly, though, I want everyone to have fun with this. So let's see some characters and get playing!

THE SETUP:

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...


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Name: Shion (shy-OWN)
Age: 21
Race: Human
Alliance: Mandalorian
Alignment (optional): NG
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Dark brown
Skin color: Fair
Weapons: Dual vibro blades, two pistols, and will sometimes bring along her rifle.
Gadgets (Jedi, this is will be 'Force Powers' for you): Grappling hook, flame thrower, darts.

"They're actually going to go through with this."

Shion mulled her own words over again as she traced the path of the Republic drop ships on their scanners. Yes, the Republic had done it again, suddenly fearless in their awe of a bunch of high-class monks.

She ran her gloved hand through her slightly wavy hair before tucking it into her collar and sliding the tan-and-green helmet over it. Fine, if that was how they wanted to play, then she was more than happy to do things their way. They'd get what they were asking for- a bloodbath at their expense.

"Shion," said one of her kin, a male by the name of Jigo. She couldn't see anything of him beneath his red armor, but she knew his voice. He stepped inside the rusty old building that housed the scanners and all other manner of electronic devices to keep the camp running. "Mandalore's ordered everyone to their positions. The Reps are landing down the hill in the claring by the waterfall. We'll pick them off as they come up."

Shion stood and hefted her rifle over her back. She broke into a light jog with Jigo as they left the camp, wanting to take up their posts as quickly as possible. It was the beauty of the Mandalorian way of war- there were no ranks, and yet they behaved more efficiently than if there were.

The grass was tall, and damp. But it provided good cover for Shion and Jigo, two among at least five marksman hidden in what looked to be an impassable mess of tangled trees. As she fixed her crosshairs on the first figure to approach, walking up the path with no indication of alarm, she raised a hand to signal 'on my mark.'

More people followed, their feet stomping down the shrubs that grew along the path. These were soldiers, wearing armor and carrying rifles. But the one that she had focused on... wore robes. And appeared unarmed?

Something made the hair on the back of her neck stand up just then, as if someone had just dropped ice down her neck. Again she raised her hand. 'Steady yourselves. Prepare to fire.'

"I reject your reality and substitute my own!"

2 (edited by Villimar Sunday, January 21, 2007 8:57 pm)

Re: Old Republic RPG

Name: Territ Yuot
Age: 26
Race: Mandalorian
Alliance: Mandalorian
Class: Pilot
Ship: Tank
Armor color: Tan with blue lining
Weapons: Tank Cannon and two light turrets on sides. Also a rifle
Gadgets: Wrist Rocket and Flamethrower

Cover ears! Big Boom Boom coming.-Tek

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Territ moved his straight threw the mass of trees. The rest of the tank squads were given their movment orders. Territ had two other tanks with him, both behind him. He blew threw the end of the trees and he and the other two tanks started firing on the startled republic troopers. The sharp shooters started sniping republic troops. The jedi was fast on the scene. The jedi charged fast at the tanks and jumped onto Territs. He stabed his lightsaber into the tank and started cutting it open. Territ started up his flamethrower and shot up it and the jedi. The fire shot out of the open hole the jedi jumped back then charged agian. Territ yelled out onto the comm:"Sharpshooters get him off me!"

Cover ears! Big Boom Boom coming.-Tek

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I can't be Revan can I?

"This IS my signature."

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You can't be Revan, but you can be an elite Jedi of sorts, someone with a Revan-esque personality.  Like I said, no godly characters. See, Revan's going to be busy running the war. Our 'heroes' are going to end up having troubles of their own, so the leaders aren't really involved much.

Revan, Malak, Mandalore, and many of the other characters from the KOTOR games will make somewhat breif appearances later in the story. When the time comes, I'm sure we can negotiate something. in the meantime, would you like to play a Jedi for us? We've already got two Mandos and need someone to fight. Doesn't mean you die. I'm just hoping for a diverse 'party' as they put it in D&D.

"I reject your reality and substitute my own!"

6 (edited by Lord Revan Thursday, January 25, 2007 1:20 pm)

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<- Crap.....I am Revan! Just Joking. Ok.

"This IS my signature."

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Okay, thanks for your cooperation ^_^ You still wanna join?

"I reject your reality and substitute my own!"

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Name: Bidlo Kwerve
Alliance: Republic
Occupation: Ex freelance pilot turned Republic captain
Weapons: Upgradeable Disruptor Rifle, blaster rifle, dual heavy blaster pistols, Enchani Foil, Mandalorian Heavy Repeater (Stolen from killed Mando soldier)
Armor: Upgradeable Republic Model Armor
History: Kwerve used to be a freelance pilot that helped smugglers and the sort for a fee. He had also tried to locate the mysterious Baklah Claw before, but he quit searching because he wanted to join the Republic. His old Corellian Corvette had been shot down by a Mandalorian capital ship when he was heading to Coruscant. Luckily, a Republic ship found the remains of his ship. He had been trapped in the airtight  bulkhead. The Republic then recruited him. Now he is out for revenge on the Mandos. His idol is Carth Onasi, the legendary soldier, and Kwerve is already as good of a pilot as Carth is. Possibly even better. Bidlo is a great shot, and he is exceptionally strong. His quick wit has helped him get out of many dangerous situations. Overall, Bidlo Kwerve is a good soldier, and the the Republic is lucky to have him on their side

"None of this is really happening. There is a man. With a typewriter. This is all part of his crazy imagination."

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Shion abandoned all subtlety for a cry of "Open fire!" She squeezed the trigger on her rifle once, twice, felling the ususpecting Jedi. The next was not so foolish, deflecting the blow and countles sothers as the sharpshooters rained fire upon them. Not as easy as they had thought. But how much harder could it really get?

"I reject your reality and substitute my own!"

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Name: Trenak Velstar
occupation: mandolorian
Alliance: Mandolorian
age: 27
Class: Sniper
WOC: EE-3 mandolorian sniper rifle
secondary weapon: mandolorian silencer carbine
Gadgets: Grapple hook, poisen darts, and electro cord

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trenak sat at the top of the hill as the republic sodier squad waded its way through the dence forest. there was a clearing on aproach and that was were Trenak sat. the first soldier exsited the woods. Trenak saw him in his scope and fired a single, silent shot, killing the soldier instantly. two left. the other two had apparently noticed the dead man fall. they had backed up, and stopped heading towards the clearing. Trenak rolled down the hill, sniper rifle on his back, makeing no noise whatso ever. he dre out his knife, comeing up behind the soldiers. the grabbed ones head, tilted it back and slit his throat. the other one recoiled in fear and trided to run, shooting at him as he ran. trenak held the knife by the tip and threw it. the knife it dead center on the back of the rpublic soldiers neck, instant death.
Trenak turned on his stealth feild generator advanced and starrted towards his clan base. towards the place were death resembled glory and triumph. towards the place he called home.

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We have too many Mandos. Someone needs to be a jedi or a Republic Trooper like me.

"None of this is really happening. There is a man. With a typewriter. This is all part of his crazy imagination."

13 (edited by MandoGirl Monday, January 22, 2007 4:16 pm)

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Yeah, I think we've reached the limit with Mandos, at least for the moment.

All players joining henceforth need to be Jedi or Republic soldiers. Please?

"I reject your reality and substitute my own!"

14 (edited by Lord Revan Tuesday, January 23, 2007 11:40 am)

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Nah, I might join later, though.

"This IS my signature."

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Territ was now free of the jedi and he shot at the republic troopers. Then he saw something that spelt doom, a republic trooper loading a rocket launcher. Territ had little time he went to open his hatch put it was stuck. The lightsaber got to close to the hatch and the intense heat of the blade sealed it. Just when he thought he was doomed, just when he thought he could never tell Shion what he thought of her, a miracle happened, trooper with the launcher got sniped. Territ continued his job and fired his tank cannon once again.

Cover ears! Big Boom Boom coming.-Tek

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Shion threw all caution to the wind and drew her vibroblades. She ran from the thick trees and began to hew down the common soldiers, parrying blades as she went until she met the one who had sealed the hatch on Territ. She aimed a good, hard blow at him, but found herself parried with equal force! She threw her weight on the blade, then dug her spiked boots into his leg. He crumpled, but the next thing she knew Shion was falling, roughly pushed from her perch.

But he hadn't touched her.

She saw the satisfied look on his face as she hesitated before getting back up. "No..." she breathed. These Jedi... they used a different weapon.

Getting back up she met him again, raining a flurry of blows. He parried, despite his wound, and even fought back, the lightsaber rolling off her shields. But the energy blade was stronger than one of even the hardest metal. Time to finish this.

"Deflect this, Jedi scum!" she shouted, shooting a stream of flame from her gauntlet. As he screamed and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air, Shion grabbed the lightsaber and breifly returned fire on a soldier that had noticed her. She knelt over the hatch, activating the com in her helmet. "Territ, are you all right?"

"I reject your reality and substitute my own!"

17 (edited by Commander Appo Wednesday, January 31, 2007 5:38 pm)

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(Yeah! This is my 200th post!!!)
Bidlo Kwerve was riding a Republic capital ship, the Supernova, to the planet of Dxun. The Republic wanted to capture the planet before the Mandalorians, so they sent a single ship to take it. This ship was filled with the finest soldiers and starfighters the Republic had. Also, Revan was in the command bridge. The Republic thought that the Supernova would totally be protected  from a Mando attack. They were wrong. A large Mando capital ship had located them, and they were already sending boarding parties. But the Supernova's crew didn't notice until the first boarding parties hit. Dozens of the toughest Mando soldiers poured into the Republic ship, and the Republic troopers were losing. Bidlo Kwerve was in the freshers when the alarm sounded, and he quickly grabbed his blaster rifle and ran out into the hallway. The second he exited the freshers, he saw several Mandalorian soldiers cutting apart a small group of troopers. Kwerve ran at the Mandos, firing his blaster and slaying several of them. As soon as he was close, he drew his Enchani Foil and decapitated a Mando soldier. Once all of the Mandos in the hallway were dead, he asked the surviving Republic troopers what had happened. They said that they had been attacked by Mandalorian boarding parties, and that the Supernova has been ambushed.
"Crap....." Kwerve mumbled. It was gonna be tough to get outta this alive.

"None of this is really happening. There is a man. With a typewriter. This is all part of his crazy imagination."

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Territ shook his head and anwsered the comm."Bit shook up but I'll live. My tank is all busted tho, the heat blade cut threw most of my controls. Where are you?"

"Right ontop of your tank." Shion said.

Territ looked up."Get me out of here will ya the jedi sealed the hatch shut and my tanks close to critical." Territ knew that Shion would get him out.

Cover ears! Big Boom Boom coming.-Tek

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OOC: I'll be joining as a Jedi later tonight. Nice RPG Mando Girl wink

"A thousand years of space and time and I have never come across anyone wasn't important." -- Doctor Who

20 (edited by Gojan Fett Tuesday, January 23, 2007 10:34 pm)

Re: Old Republic RPG

Name: Xondra Faux
Age: 14
Race: Human
Alliance: Jedi
Hair color: Auburn
Eye color: Light Green
Skin color: Fair
Weapons: Dual vibro blades, two pistols, and will sometimes bring along her rifle
Force Powers: Telekinesis, Heal, Alter Environment

. . .

Xondra Faux was a padawan with low potential. The child was exceptional with the lightsaber, a master at moving objects with force, and extremely intelligent for someone her age...in some opinions. In others she was somewhere between mentally challenged or borderline insane.

She was a failure at almost all force abilities, couldn't concentrate or meditate, and a compulsive trickster.

That did little to alter the fact she was in the fiery heart of a war that would not be forgotten for centuries...pretending that she was someone else.

Her breathing low and easy, the spiked-haired force user hid underneath the protective shadow of her hood. The sounds of blaster fire pierced the quiet, heavy air of the thick green jungle. Distant explosions shook the ground like an irregular pulsing heartbeat.

It was almost time for the strike.

A Republic Soldier moving stealthily, with his rifle aimed and watchful of the dark shadows in the trees moved over to the young Jedi and spoke in a low whisper, "Jedi Master Liriel, The forces are ready."

Jedi Master Liriel was not her real name. In a galaxy of sentient beings of all sizes and shapes, the padawan's facade hadn't been noticed...yet. There was little future left for Padawan Faux when the truth was finally found.

The fourteen-year-old girl gave an open smile with her teeth parted, "Are they?"

Her laughing light green eyes seemed to hide some terrible truth that answered the question.

The tall girl moved forward silently with mischief on her face, and looked up to the Twi'lek Jedi Master hiding next to her, hidden in a patch of tall jungle reed grass.

"Why are we still holding?" The Padawan asked the older Jedi with idle curiosity.

The Twi'lek explained to her confidently in low tones, "The distraction has been set out, Master Liriel, and now it was time for the trap to close in on it's prey. Even now the greedy Mandalorians set forth against the bait. Our forces will pretend to be caught off guard and retreat, and they will lead the enemy unawares into our position. Easy as a game of holochess. See?"

The padawan looked up and asked quietly, "Then how come the others aren't coming?"

The Twi'lek turned in horror to the sounds of the fading battle, then whispered with loud, disbelieving shock, "No. Ke'lya said they'd be fine! There is no way the battle could already be..."

The jungle went unnaturally silent.

The Twi'lek cried out and ignited his electric blue lightsaber in a furious motion telling of emotional pain as he charged forward. The whole jungle seemed to move as it came alive with Republic soldiers and more Jedi warriors strategically concealed in the thick greenery rushed in for the surprize attack.

"A thousand years of space and time and I have never come across anyone wasn't important." -- Doctor Who

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Were this a training procedure, Shion might have taken the opportunity to mess with Territ's head. But it wasn't, and time was of the essence.

"Watch out," she said, igniting the blue blade. She drove it straight down through the thick durasteel, making sure to keep it straight and move it slowly as she cut the hatch away. "Okay, get ready to lift!"

"I reject your reality and substitute my own!"

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Territ jumped back as the blade cut threw the lock. Shion turned off the blade and Territ pushed open the hatch and crawled out. "Thanks Shion" Territ looked over the battle field, the republic troopers where slaughtered by the mandos.

"No problem" anwsered Shion.

Territ jumped off the tank and was about to help her off when she jumped down with out help and landed perfectly. Territ looked at his ruined tank. "My tank...."  Territ looked over the cut up hunk of metal that used to be his powerful tank.  "I hope they have extras. Theres no way to repair this thing." Territ kicked it softly and its roof caved in. Territ sighed.

Cover ears! Big Boom Boom coming.-Tek

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"We'll get you a new baby," Shion said sharply. "These Jettise... they're not what we expected. In some ways they seem like us. Look," she pointed to a fourteen year old fighting. "They don't coddle the younger ones."

Moving out of the shelter the crumbling tank provided, Shion began to fire on the sudden wave of Jedi and soldiers. More of her people emerged over the cliffs to the east, firing down on the enemy. But more came. Both Mandos and Republics were driven toward the north and west as the battle continued, Shion fighting back-to-back with Territ. The grounds would be more even the farther they went. The Jedi didn't know this moon well, and that was one part near their camp that the Mandalorians hadn't had time to explore yet.

((Yes, this is about to get somewhere))

"I reject your reality and substitute my own!"

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Territ fired his rifle off at the enemy troops, he wasnt the best shot with a gun. He pulled out his long vibro-knife after his rifle went out of ammo. He stabed one republic that came charging. He turned on his flame-thrower and unleashed it on a group of mainly republic. Territ never knew he would last this long in full open war out of his tank. Territ picked up a fallen Mando's vibro sword and started hacking away with his knife and sword. He never left Shion's back.

Cover ears! Big Boom Boom coming.-Tek

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Shion was soon forced to unsheath her own swords again. The Jedi, as it turned out, were fierce enemies. Their presence seemed to boost the morale of the Republic troops, something that they DIDN'T need in the least.

A Twi'lek, looking maddened, suddenly charged them. Shion barely got her blade up in enough time to parry him. He fought faster than anyone she had ever seen, except maybe Mandalore. Seeing that she was going to be tough, he decided to take a jab at Territ. Shion snapped then and fought back twice as hard. She would be damned if any Jettise was going to kill comrade of hers that she was supposed to be guarding!

"I reject your reality and substitute my own!"