SWRPF Archive Sittin in a Bar 2.0

IC: Kenji Fett grinned again. "Not at all Wind" he said over the comlink with some satisfaction. Kenji put the Slave III down next to the Demon. He got out and walked to the entrance of the hotel with Wind. Kenji took his blaster out of its holster and indicated to his partner to do the same. "Well, you're only young once" said Kenji, throwing himself into the hotel, blaster firing.

TAG: REX

OOC: sorry it took so long. My comp is in for repairs.

 

OOC: I'm a tad bit behind...in the Bar, I've served everyone right now, and unless you have any specific questions to ask, he'll answer the small ones...like "which way to the john"

 

Torce sat back and grinned.

"Well, it's hard to keep track of all of the seedy bars like this that I go to. Not that I'm implying that your bar is somehow low class, uh, er..well you - nevermind. Just ignore me. Anyway, I didn't get a chance to visit Nal Shadda, but the word on the street is, he's left there and came back here. Why he came back, they didn't say, but I was hoping you could answer that question. Not only that, but the Imps are increasing their search for me. Last I heard they've got an ISD cruising the galaxy where they've heard I've been. The situation is extremely bleak, you must understand. If you have any information, at any price you want, please, let the wampa out of the bag. The lives of my employer, and more importantly me, depend on it."

Torce took another sip of his drink and waited for the man's reply.

 

Colun looked at the man,

"well, I haven't seen him around here...sorry. I'll keep my eyes open

OOC: Sorry I've taken so long to post, it's been a rough week.

 

Windsor whips out his lightsaber and his blaster pistol. He started shooting people and chopping them in half. "You always have to do things the hard way Kenji. I could have just thrown a thermal detonator into the place and blown it sky hig!"

 

Dinekes sipped at his liqour and looked up at the barkeeper and beckoned to him. "Barkeep, know anyone here willing to pay for transport out-system?" he whispered.

 

OOC: BF...I almost sent you on the same chase that I did last time.

IC: Colun looked at the man. "Well, that depends on where you're goin...and how much you're willin' to pay."

TAG BF

 

IC: Kenji Fett shot a gaurd "Yeah, but you know that I like a good fight!" He said as he shot another gaurd in the head. Kenji grew tired of using his blaster. He sumersaulted over a chair and round-house kicked a random guard. "Beat that Wind!" Kenji said triumphantly.

Tag: REX

 

IC: As Kenji Fett was bragging to his companion, two things happend at once. First, his feet got pulled out from under him by a swift low kick, sending his feet flying. The second was he had lost his blaster, and the Stormtrooper that had dropped him was bringing his weapon to bear.

 

OOC: WW, you know that kenji has faster reaction time then that!

IC: As Kenji falls he twists his body and recovers himself by launching himself into the stormtrooper that had insulted him so, also recovering his blaster with his very deft hands.

 

"I can go anywhere the job requires. As for the pay it depends on how dangerous the assignment is and how much the client is willing to pay."

TAG WW

 

Baron Fel
"Sure, I'll see what I can do."

Colun leaves the bar in the charge of the tend'r droid.

OOC: Anyone here want to get into his plotline...please enter yourself like Colun has talked to you about a fare

 

hey what exactly do we do in this thread?? any way here is thing u wanted us to fill out.

Type: dunno yet
Name: jaina solo
Nickname: jaina??
Gender: female
Age: 19
Species: human
Homeworld: courscant
Family Name: solo
Native Language: basic
Foreign Language: NA
Credits: Jedi knight, former rouge, currently commanding the TWIN SUNS squadron and a the Yong Goddess Yun-Harla (sp?)

Appearance
---Height: 5' 6"
---Weight: 110
---Eye Color: green
---Hair/Fur Color: brown with blond streaks
---Skin Color: light
---Clothing: dark tank top/halter top dark pants and knee high boots
---Other: (scars, tattoos etc)

Personality: cheerful, can be serious one minute and crazy the next
Habits: flying and hanging out
Likes: fun loving people
Dislikes: boring people
Talents: flying
Intelligence: smart
Strength:strong
Agility: Quick
Speed: (3 mph
Weakness:none! i'm a goddess remeber
Limitations: yet again none

---Primary Weapons: lightsaber and blaster various other hidden weapons
---Secondary Weapons: i'll never tell



The Force Guy?s, important for this section, that you look over the ?Force Use? section below!!
---Yes or No?: yes
---Affiliation: rouge
---Title: knight
---Abilities: mind tricks, healing, move oblject force push, force pull, force lighting, force choke. very good danger sence
---Weakness:
---Lightsaber Type: single
---Blade Color: ocean blue
---# of Lightsabers: 1
---Other:

o.k. i think that's it for now

*walks in to bar looks around and sits down*

can i get a Dr.Pepper over here??

*waits for dr. pepper and someone to talk to*

 

Windsor brought done his lightsabers on one guard's arms, then rapidly stabbed another til he looked like Swiss Cheese. "I already did Kenji!" says Windsor as he decapitates two guards at once with a quick slash.

TAG Fett

 

OOC: Um...bumping?

 

OOC: Geez, did everyone die or something?

 

I'm not in the Game...I just post when others move the game along...as GM, I can only respond when people want to take time to play...

I'm still here, but I have to wait until others post.

 

Name: Bardich McColumn
Nickname: Ol Razor Tip, or just Tip
Species: ?, some sort of changling
Bio: A middle aged man, grouchy when provoked, but all around a nice guy for the most part. He carries an ugly assortmrnt of weapons, most op them melee type, a likes few things more than bashing a few heads.

As Tip walked in, he looked around the smoky haze that would suffocate anyone shrter than he was. Luckily, he was a good seven feet tall, so he stood above most of it. He made his way to the bar and ordered a drainboard special. He thought it might be fun to see what the reaction would be. As he waited for the drink, he amused himself by talking to himself and playing with an ornately carved vibrobladde, just to scare the people sitting next to him.

 

Name: Bardich McColumn
Nickname: Ol Razor Tip, or just Tip
Species: ?, some sort of changling
Bio: A middle aged man, grouchy when provoked, but all around a nice guy for the most part. He carries an ugly assortmrnt of weapons, most op them melee type, a likes few things more than bashing a few heads.
As Tip walked in, he looked around the smoky haze that would suffocate anyone shorter than he was. Luckily, he was a good seven feet tall, so he stood above most of it. He made his way to the bar and ordered a drainboard special. He thought it might be fun to see what the reaction would be. As he waited for the drink, he amused himself by talking to himself and playing with an ornately carved vibrobladde, just to scare the people sitting next to him.

 

OOC: I guess Deneveon can't do much as an Imperial pilot, so I'm creating a smuggler.

Name: Averri Lesia
Nickname: Sia
Gender: female
Age: 24
Species: human
Homeworld: Corellia
Family Name: Lesia
Native Language: Basic
Foreign Language: Can understand Wookiee, Huttese, and other dialects
Credits: 60,000

Appearance
---Height: 5'7"
---Weight: 115 lbs
---Eye Color: green
---Hair/Fur Color: black, with white streaks
---Skin Color: tan
---Clothing: flight pants and a dark sleeveless tee
---Other: Tattoo on left forearm, and a scar across neck

Personality: Headstrong and cunning
Habits: smirking
Likes: Piloting
Dislikes: Nosy Imperials
Talents: Smuggling and the like
Intelligence: Smart
Strength: Strong
Agility: Quick
Speed: 7 m.p.h.
Weakness: Has a brash and often unwise personality
Limitations: blind in right eye
Racial Attributes: none

---Primary Weapons: hold-out blasters
---Secondary Weapons: thermal detonators

Personal Ship
---Name: First Shield
---Class: freighter
---Shields: 200 SBD
---Engines: Modified
---Weapons: 2 gun wells, 1 Ion Cannon, 2 Laser Turrets, 12 Adv. Concussion missles
---Starfighter complement: none
---Cargo: 50 metric tons (?)
---Personnel: one pilot
---Passengers: none
---Accessories: bunks in the rear, and a food processor, several hidden compartments

The Force Guy?s, important for this section, that you look over the ?Force Use? section below!!
---Yes or No?: No

 

OOC: I forgot all about this place!!!


IC:


Kenji snaps one guards neck and shoots another "Hey Wind, how you doing over there?" He asked as he noticed that Wind was surrounded by quite a large number of guards.


TAG REX