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Lord Revan wrote:

Yurt likes to be drunk, doesn't he.

Well, what isn't hilarious about a drunk Jawa? I still can't stop laughing. tongue

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Ya, Jawas are funny sober but when drunk their even funnier

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Uriel frowned in thought. "Somwhere near the outskirts." he replied. "Actually" he added changing course. "I got someone who owes me a favor. He's got a hanger I could hide my ship in. It's in the badlands so trouble from the imps isn't very likely."
Devon nodded. "So why does this guy owe you a favor?" he asked.
Uriel grinned. "Because I didn't kill him."
"I guess that's a good reason." Devon replied.
After a short ride, Uriel brought the x-wing down outside of what looked like an abandoned moisture farm.
Uriel hopped down from the cockpit. He walked around to the back and opened the cargo bay. Devon gratefully crawled out.
"Ever thought of getting a bigger ship?" he asked rubbing his neck. "Maybe something with a copilot's seat?"
"Nope." Uriel replied jumping into the cargo bay and scrounging through the mass of weapons. "Here." he said tossing Devon a satchel bag.
"What's this?" Devon asked opening the flap.
"Military Grade Thermal Plastoid." Uriel replied grabbing his E-11 and handing Devon an ancient DC-15 carbine.
Devon shouldered the rifle and carefully handed the explosives back to Uriel. "You better carry this." He said.
Uriel nodded and walked to the front door of the hab unit. "This doesn't look good." he added noticing black scorch marks on the walls.
"What happened?" Devon asked, raising the carbine and sweeping it around the room. "Imps?"
"Not likely." Uriel replied kneeling down and examing a set of footprints. "Tuscans would be my guess."
"You think their still around?" Devon asked.
Uriel suddenly stood up and fired his E-11 past Devon's head. Horrified, Devon whirled around. A body of a Tuscan slid down the wall, leaving a bloody streak.
"Yeah." Uriel replied. "I'd say so."

"I'm just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe"

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Vassili Fett wrote:

Uriel frowned in thought. "Somwhere near the outskirts." he replied. "Actually" he added changing course. "I got someone who owes me a favor. He's got a hanger I could hide my ship in. It's in the badlands so trouble from the imps isn't very likely."
Devon nodded. "So why does this guy owe you a favor?" he asked.
Uriel grinned. "Because I didn't kill him."

Are you refering to Mattias?

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"Sand people!" Devon said. "It looks like the man that owes you a favor is dead." Devon watched the doors to the other rooms carefully.
"Or he's not here." Uriel said. "Stay on your guard, there must be more of them here."
"Okay, you open that door, I'll throw a concussion grenade." Devon answered.
"All right, then we both go in." Uriel answered and walked up to the door. When Uriel opened it, Devon threw a grenade in and after they heard it blow, they went in.
"Watch out!" Uriel said and fired a blaster bolt at a Tuscen who just came in.
Devon shot the stunned sand people. "They should have stayed where they came from." He said slowly.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Uriel said and pointed at the next door. "Now let's continue and clear this house!"

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Yurt awoke in the imperial headquaters with a splitting headache. <Ooooh> Yurt said.

A gloved hand held out a drink that looked like it was mixed with some sort of powder."Drink it Yurt it will take away the hangover."

Yurt took the drink and chugged it down, he then looked up at the man, it was his commanding officer. <Wha? I thought I had week off.>Yurt said.

"You did" The officer said. "The break is being put off Yurt your back into the feild, we need to know where the rebels are."

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Alo stood up, knocking over her chair in the process.

"If you have any Sith tricks up your sleeve, they would be useful right about now," Alo told her companion, charging her blaster.

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Lord Revan wrote:
Vassili Fett wrote:

Uriel frowned in thought. "Somwhere near the outskirts." he replied. "Actually" he added changing course. "I got someone who owes me a favor. He's got a hanger I could hide my ship in. It's in the badlands so trouble from the imps isn't very likely."
Devon nodded. "So why does this guy owe you a favor?" he asked.
Uriel grinned. "Because I didn't kill him."

Are you refering to Mattias?

no actually, just some random nameless person.

"I'm just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe"

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Oh. I was confused.

"This IS my signature."

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Uriel's ears rang as Devon's concussion grenade went off. So far he and Devon had cleared almost every room of the hab unit.
"I think this is the last room." Uriel said pressing his back against the wall. They had killed at least 30 Tuscans since they arrived.
"I hope so." Devon replied clutching the carbine. He plucked another grenade from his belt. "Shall we?"
Uriel nodded. "On three." he said grabbing the door handle. "1...2...3!" Uriel flung the door open as Devon lobbed in the grenade. WHUMP! The grenade went off and the two rushed in. The room was choked in dust, but Uriel could see dark shapes stumbling around. He and Devon quickly hosed down the room with laser fire until nothing moved.
"That oughta do it." Uriel said pushing a dead Tuscan off a chair and sitting down. They had made their way into the hanger Uriel mentioned earlier. Inside was an old T-16, a rusty land speeder, and what looked like a brand new Imperial speeder bike.
"No wonder this guy got raided." Devon said running his hand across the bike.
Uriel nodded and lit up a nic stik. "This guy was a part time smuggler." He said blowing out smoke. "He had a modest fee on his head. When I showed up, he begged for his life, and in turn traded me some very unique weapons." Uriel finished. "So I let him live." He glanced around the hanger. "Though where he is now is beyond me."
Uriel stood up. "I better get that x-wing in here before any probe droids spot it. Open the doors would ya?"

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111 (edited by Lord Revan Saturday, February 3, 2007 2:25 pm)

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Mattias walked to his ship in docking bay 51. "Ahh.....Haven't seen you in days." Mattias said as he slid his fingers across the massive minigun mounted in the nose of his ship, the Avenger. She was custom made by Kuat Drive Yards. Disignated GUA-8 for its Advanced Targeting Computer, it can selet and fire at eight targets simotaniously, using differrent weapons systems. It's cockpit is slightly larger than an X-wing's, but has a sleeping compartment and  storage in the fusalage. Mattias walked over to the storage unit in the hangar and pulled the repulsor cart out and started loading the weapons he got from the raid into his ship.

"This IS my signature."

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Uriel waited in the cockpit of the Fury while Devon struggled with the heavy hanger doors. To pass the time he had been accessing the Empire's data network. He scrolled down the screen, hacking it had been easy enough. The software in his ship's computer had saw to that.
"Aww geez." he said as he saw his name listed under "Wanted."  "Should've seen this coming."
Under his picture was a description. "Wanted, Uriel Koslov, Human, 6' tall, black hair. Last spotted in Tattoine system. Wanted for Illegal docking at an Imperial Port, firing on and evading arrest by Imperial troops. Suspected weapons smuggler. 800,000 credits for his capture."
Uriel whistled as he read the bounty. "That's a lot of credits." He said outloud. "I'll be fighting off bounty hunters the rest of my life for sure."
Uriel glanced up as Devon finnaly managed to open the hanger doors. Uriel gently guided the x-wing into the hanger as Devon closed the doors behind him.
Uriel hopped down from the cockpit as Devon approached, perspiring from the effort. "Anything about us yet?"
he asked breathing heavy.
Uriel nodded. "Well for me anyway." he said tossing the butt of his nic stik in the dirt. "800,000 large. They must think I was working alone."
Devon's eyes widened. "Damn." he said. "I guess I lucked out."
"Hardly kid." Uriel replied. "Since I assume were partners now, I guarantee a bounty hunter wouldn't think twice about blasting you as well."
Devon shrugged. "I've had good luck so far."
"Don't count your nerfs just yet." Uriel replied, once again opening the cargo bay of the Fury and jumping inside.
"So what now?" Devon asked. "We gotta meet up with the other Rebels in Mos Eisley."
"I know." Uriel replied tossing duffel bags to Devon. "But I gotta pack first."
Devon laughed. "Not clothes I'm guessing."
"You got that right." Uriel replied. "Load that stuff into the speeder." He jumped from the cargo bay and tossed Devon another package.
"What's this?" Devon asked as Uriel grabbed a similar bulk.
"Just a little insurance." Uriel  replied pulling a breast plate resembling Imperial armor but painted black like the Fury and pulling it on. "It'll stop most blaster rounds. It's old Kartaan armor."
"Where did you manage to get this stuff?" Devon asked pulling on the armor.
Uriel shrugged. "Like I said." he replied checking the charge on his E-11. "I've been to a lot of interesting places, now let's get goin before the entire Imperial Fleet lands on our heads."

"I'm just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe"

113 (edited by fett3393 Saturday, February 3, 2007 8:39 pm)

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TK-369 walked down the corrider to the training rooms, but stopped at the sight of a post on the post board.
"Wanted, Uriel Koslov, Human, 6' tall, black hair. Last spotted in Tattoine system. Wanted for Illegal docking at an Imperial Port, firing on and evading arrest by Imperial troops. Suspected weapons smuggler. 800,000 credits for his capture."
""He'll have bounty hunters on him from evrywhere all the time." TK-369 thought after reading the 800,000 creds part.

there are no star systems slave 1 can't reach, and there's no planet I can't find. There's nowhere in the galaxy for you to run. Might as well give up now.    -Boba Fett

114 (edited by Lord Revan Saturday, February 3, 2007 9:00 pm)

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Mattias was going through all of his "confiscated" weapons, when he found a particularly huge sniper rifle. "Ooo, I like a dis a one." he pulled the rifle out of the case and stood it up. "Whoa...This thing is taller than me." Mattias looked at the rile. "I keep you in special place." he put it aside and finished unloading the rest of the weapons.

"This IS my signature."

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Yurt walked like a regular jawa threw the streets of Mos Esliey, he was looking for rebels. He was using a fake name: Tiyu Gur, and a Fake Bio: Imperials destroyed my sandcrawler for no reason I want revenge!.

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Devon took up his DC-15 blaster rifle and fired it at his own chest. He fell backwards and dropped the rifle, he could feel the armor getting warm.
"What did you do?!" Uriel shouted as he heard the blaster rifle.
"I tested the armor." Devon replied. "This is good armor." the armor was cooling now, so he took it off.
Uriel turned around and saw Devon taking off the armor. "Kid, you should have taken off the armor and shot it," Uriel said smiling. "What if the armor wouldn't have worked?"
"Um... I didn't think of that." Devon said and started loading all the stuff into the speeder. "What are you going to do with all this stuff?" Devon asked.

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"Well." Uriel said after watching Devon nearly blow himself in half. "If it's one thing I've learned over the years it's that explosives and heavy weapons don't mix well with imps." He loaded the last of the bags into the speeder and jumped into the driver seat. "I figure we're gonna need this stuff in the long run."
Devon jumped into the passenger seat.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Uriel asked him.
"No what?" Devon replied curiously.
Uriel pointed a finger at the still closed hanger doors.
"Damnit." Devon sighed and jumped out of the speeder to open the doors.

"I'm just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe"

118 (edited by Lord Revan Sunday, February 4, 2007 11:04 am)

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Mattias grabed his sniper rifle and some other various weapons and headed on to the top of the open-roof docking bay, hoping there will be some unusual activity.

"This IS my signature."

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Uriel activated the cloaking device on his ship. At least if anyone stumbled apon his new found hide out they wouldnt notice a black rebel fighter.
He hopped back into the driver seat of the speeder just as Devon opened the hanger doors. Uriel coasted outside while Devon closed the hanger doors behind him.
"I'm getting real sick of doing that." Devon said jumping in shotgun.
Uriel pulled his goggles over his eyes. They automaticly polarized to compensate for the bright sun. "If we ever find the owner we'll ask him where he keeps his door opener." he joked gunning the speeder.
They skimmed over the sands of the badlands heading for Mos Eisley.

"I'm just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe"

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The yellow-eyed Sith peered at Alo Veera from behind his clear lenses, with the slightest trace of a grin in the corner of his mouth, "Frightened already?"

He stretched out his gloved hand toward the window without turning to look, and the durasteel, slatted frame flew violently out of the wall and crashed downward into the shocked mercenaries down below, and sent them sprawling in a mess of sand, and dropped weapons. Fenneth Crow lighted ontop the roof outcropping and straightened like a dark bird of prey taking it's perch and eyeing its prey far below. He called out to the Vigo and his men, "I was unaware knocking had gone out of style."

The humanoid Vigo with grey hair and wealthy dark blue robes and gold chains sputtered like the coward he was, and shouted at his men, "Get him!"

The strange Sith turned toward Alo Veera, flicked the 2,000 credit chit he owed her, and she caught it in a quick hand. His eyes narrowed and he ordered casually, "Leave the Vigo alive...for now."

Heavy repeater fire sounded across the roof, sending flakes of stone and sand flying everywhere, and the Sith jumped seemlessy out of the way, stumbling only slightly and imperceptibly on crumbling stone, he whirled around, dodging more erratic fire, and turned to draw his heavy blaster pistol.

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

121 (edited by sev stalker Sunday, February 4, 2007 10:22 pm)

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name:  Darth Kun, Occupation: sith lord,    Wepons: 2 dark crimson single blade sabers, a dc-15 in  case on back, and wookie bowcaster on strap around arm,  Force: choke, lightning, and pull. Species: Wookie,  description: Wears grey black robe,Hood covers top of face. Can speak english, Wanted dead     in seven star system for the murder of thousands of supposed innocence, known to work with the emperor ocasionally, likes to kill when angry

the sarlacc found me somewhat indegestible solo - Boba Fett - Dark Empire 1

122 (edited by Thylacine Sunday, February 4, 2007 9:44 pm)

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Tucking the credit chip in her armor, she smirked.

"Me? Frightened...ha." She snorted. "I'm just not stupid enough to take these guys on myself." Backing up the Sith, she shot at an attacking Mercenaries, while purposely avoiding the cowering Vigo. A few fell, smoking holes burned through their skulls.

"Did I ever tell you how much I like ants huh? Especially fried in a subtle blend of mech fluid and grated gears?"
-Rampage, Beast Wars

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Stalking a jedi into  an alley pulls a sabre from robes slashes at  the jedi slicing his head  clean off its shoulders . Darth Kun casually strolls out of alley saber now tucked safely away        one less jedi left now he mutters menacingly to himself

the sarlacc found me somewhat indegestible solo - Boba Fett - Dark Empire 1

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Darth Kun gets onto his sith speeder bike and rides over to the battle not to far from the slain jedi figuring rebels must be involved somehow and finds the sith and his previously hired hand pull out his sabers and joins the battle dodging blaster bolts only stopping once to grimly bark a hello and runs into battle

the sarlacc found me somewhat indegestible solo - Boba Fett - Dark Empire 1

125 (edited by Villimar Sunday, February 4, 2007 9:57 pm)

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Okay Sev I didnt understand a word in your chars bio and your godmodding

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