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Saintheart Title: Manager and Wandering Swordsman of the RPF Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 1/22 9:06pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	Ximino's Restaurant "An excellent choice," said Sanomar, discreetly moving back a pace or two as Senator Kell answered a message on his datapad. The Trianii whispered the appropriate orders into his comm and turned smoothly back to the Senator. "I'm surre we'll have something to suit yourr taste this evening, Senatorr," he continued. "I'll see that one of the girrls comes to you dirrectly." Sanomar bowed and moved off towards the bar area. Across the room, Jamina regarded Senator Oracio evenly before rising and moving off with that foot-in-front-of-foot walk that looked so good to watch as she left. A few minutes later, she returned with a small flimsi document, and again made a performance of a catlike bending over the table to place the document in front of the Senator. "This is the information you asked for," she breathed into his ear, before straightening again and removing a datapad from her chest pocket. "And what may I order for you, Senator?" TAG: The_Loyal_Imperial, Syahu, anyone else around... -----signature----- Michelle: my Italian queen, my angel, my reason, my wife. Jessica: my little princess, my daughter, born 10 August 2007 Director -- Star Wars: Knighthood
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Darth_Vaders_cousin Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 1/22 9:54pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Jayson Bryce Penthouse Suite -- 500 Republica It was maybe a half hour before Jayson was ready to leave. He was dressed and shaved, wearing a casual black suit and a gray shirt with no tie. He boots were polished as ever, thanks to J-1. He sported a pair of designer sunglasses, an over sized aviator style with mirrored lenses, and his gold Corlex watch glistened on his wrist. His shoulder harness and suspenders were left on his dresser however, instead a hold out blaster was tucked discretely into the small of his back. Jayson had the ability to dress-to-impress no matter how he ill he looked. The slightest bit of make up gave his face that sunny glow it usually had, to cover the pale look a hang over usually brought. By this time, Deb, at a sizable expense to Jayson's personal accounts, had procured the Air-limo to his specifications. It's cost was nothing to him, not only did it barely chink his personal Net Worth but it was a huge tax deduction. She stood next to J-1 as Bryce exited his room, J-1 sporting the new Chauffeur's hat which had been purchased to match the new speeder. Bryce liked to ride in style, and this didn't hide that. "Ready Sire?" J-1 asked in his overly pompous vocalization. "As I'll ever be I supposed." Bryce replied with a weary nod as he exited the building and entered the back of the limo. It wasn't long before they were at Ximino's with J-1 at the helm. The limo pulled up to the front of the restaurant and let Bryce exit before J-1 parked the vehicle in one of the larger skydocks. Bryce entered with his usual cheery air, a show for anyone watching, and stepped up to the maÃ®tre d', awaiting to be seated. "Top of the morning." He said in a falsely chipper voice... Tag: Saintheart -----signature----- Sithy, Livi, DVC, a Crime Fighting Clock Member Game designers Guild STAR WARS, 007 STYLE! --Winner of BEST NEW RPG two seasons running 007 FAMILY - Sith-I-5's Twin Bro. Logic & Reason: SVU -- Detective 3rd Grade
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Saintheart Title: Manager and Wandering Swordsman of the RPF Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 1/22 11:15pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG - Date Edited: 1/22 11:30pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Saintheart
	Ximino's Restaurant Despite all of his reserve and poise as a maitre 'd at some of the galaxy's top hotels and restaurants, at Senator Bryce's comment Max Taribi couldn't resist the temptation. He glanced at his chrono. "That it is, sir. For another ten minutes, at least." he said to the hungover Senator standing before him. The maitre d' softened his voice a little; it was clear Senator Bryce's eardrums were rattling like Arquillian battle gongs at this moment. "Welcome back to Ximino's, Senator Bryce. I've arranged a table in the back for you. Not your usual, I'm afraid, but much quieter than out on the balcony. I can arrange for some very soft jizz to be piped in through the speakers if you wish it, sir. Meanwhile, Jilenna will be looking after your order this evening. Taribi indicated a youngish Twi'lek girl standing a step or two away, who smiled in the proper sympathetic way, and gestured for Jayson Bryce to follow her through the restaurant towards the kinrath suite they'd prepared earlier. TAG: Darth_Vaders_cousin -----signature----- Michelle: my Italian queen, my angel, my reason, my wife. Jessica: my little princess, my daughter, born 10 August 2007 Director -- Star Wars: Knighthood
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Imperial_Hammer Title: Manager: • SWRPF • NSWRPF • RPR Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 1/23 12:46am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG - Date Edited: 1/23 12:54am (1 edits total) Edited By: Imperial_Hammer
	GM’s OOC: Tags are chronological order. IC: The Media Location: Omnipresent Senator Dza’tey’s speech at the Galactic Museum warranted a small third-page article in the Galactic Capital Post’s Politics section and a small first page article in Bothawui Observer. Reactions were positive, although muted. TAG: Bo IC: The Media Location: Omnipresent Senator Vedis’ speech on Naboo got the secondary story in the Theed Times’ Political Section. Nubian editorials express a skepticism that the Senator will accomplish his stated goals. TAG: Brentus IC: The Media Location: Omnipresent Senator Kundar’s speech outside of the Onderon Palace got a tertiary story in the government section of “The Onderonian.” It also received a harshly worded editorial expressing doubt on the credibility of the Senator. However, campaign strategists predict this article’s affect to be minimal. TAG: Chukles IC: A Message from Veygor Zaller Location: The Chancellor’s Mailbox Addressed to the Chancellor was a message, sealed with wax and written in old fashioned parchment. “Chancellor, I will be in attendance for your advisory summit in the next few days. My shuttle from Kuat will depart for Coruscant as of tomorrow. Thank you very much, and I look forward to meeting you. (signed) Minority Leader Veygor Zaller TAG: Sey IC: The Media Location: Omnipresent Senator Lorr’s speech outside to the Mon Calamari got the primary story in the government section of “The Mon Calamari Tribune.” In an adjoining editorial, one of the more strict pundits wrote a very flattering article as to the Senator’s skills. TAG: DI And that should be all of it. If I missed any tags, PM them to me please. An updated roster is below with one of the missed people included. Its still 16-14 Liberals. The Official Membership of Senators – 19th Senate The Conservative Party Chancellor Territha, C – Kashyyyk (Sey) Sen. Veygor Zaller, C - Kuat Sen. Jayson Bryce, C- Coruscant (DVC) Sen. Rade Kell, C- Druckenwell (TLI) Sen. Reldem Fald, C – Eriadu (Apadamek) Sen. Azervado Renning, C – Anaxes (Yuul_Shamar) Sen. Dacen Mano, C – Raithal (Wise_Jedi12) Sen. Tarim Kundar, C – Onderon (Chukles38) Sen. Clement Oracio, C – Esseles (Syahu) Sen. Shea Ni, C – Kamino (Jango10) Sen. Choran Lyre, C - Abregado-rae (Beta-Commando) Sen. Traer Lin, C – Tallaan (Sinrebirth) Sen. Jace Lorr, C – Mon Calamari (Darth_Integral) Sen. Tak Vedis, C – Naboo (BrentusofGath) The Liberal Party Sen. Ar'Jar Vena, L – Thyferra (Sith_Lords) Sen. Uudnil Sark, L – Fondor (BSSL) Sen. Xenil Khilari, L – Belnar (TypoCelchu) Sen. Will Pitt, L – Chandrila (Darth_Nemisis) Sen. Adrian Inlius, L – Garos IV (Hammurabi) Sen. Li Tol Rastor, L – Muunilinst (LordPullus) Sen. Nava Kree, L – Xagobah (Ktala) Sen. Kri Dza'tey, L – Bothawui (Darth-bojangles) Sen. Freija Severn, L – Baar (Livi-Wan) Sen. Alexander Torman, L – Empress Teta (Darth_Sabith) Sen. Marcus Lane, L – Dantooine (Penguinator) Sen. Grebleips, L - Brodo Asogi (LordDarthUmbrus) Sen. Boron Korush, L - Brentaal IV (Nicklityouaflame) Sens. Chaygte and Donnoc, L – Coachelle (Sith-I-5) Sen. Bejoon Paton, L - Ithor (Spiff) Sen. Maya Yubari, L - Vorzyd V (Joesha) The Judiciary Chief Justice Denningas Blackstone (Saintheart) Supporting Cast Shawn Ventar (DarthXan318) Myrna Isano (Twinky_Stryder) Jaster Qorbin (Sentinel-825) Kaskia Gherty (lightskater) And that’s all I got for now. Its time for bed here. Anything I missed I will get tomorrow. Keep on goin’ folks! Oh and… 9 Days Until the Senate Opens! -I_H -----signature----- Guildmaster of the GDG Now looking for a new RPF Adoptee The Jedi Way is something found within, not in the dead walls of any Order
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Mister_Master Title: EUC Clue Host Registered: Oct '07	Date Posted: 1/23 1:28am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG - Date Edited: 1/23 1:31am (2 edits total) Edited By: Mister_Master
	OOC.sorry for not posting this sooner but I have been busy. IC.Torco Bastra. Galactic Senate, personal landing platform, Coruscant. Returning from a trip to his Home world gazes out of the window in his personal star ship, Torco can't help but feel amazed at the planet below him, no matter how many times he sees it, it always seems to amaze him. He had been in the system for over an hour, there had been quite a bit of traffic and it was almost his turn to enter the atmosphere. to pass the time he had already finished most of the paper work he needed to do for the day, so now all that was left to do was wait. "You may proceed to the planet, sorry for the hold up Senator."The voice coming from the com said, with out as much as a thank you Torco proceeds to enter the atmosphere. Landing his ship on his landing platform at the Senate, notices his senatorial aide waiting for him. Exiting his ship notices the anger on his aides face. "why didn't you tell me you we're coming back today?" trying not to laugh at the joke he played on his aide answers, "it wasn't that important." he says turning away from his aide and starts walking away. "Alan do what ever you want I'm going home." he says jumping in his speeder. 500 Republica, Torco's apartment. After eating dinner goes into his living room to compose a message. To Governor Bastra. Greetings Father. It has come to my attention that hospitals on our planet have been...overcrowded of late, due to the lack of doctor's. As a courtesy and out of good faith I wish 1000 credits to be transfered out of my business account and given to the hospital employment office, they may use it to hire more employees or what ever they need. May the force be with you Father. Tag:nobody and everybody -----signature----- Proud Master of Azurenai Droid Senator of the EUC droid fanclub Jedi Master in the SWC New Jedi Trials / Minister of War in the SWC Rebel Alliance Pillow Mania: The irisistable urge to whack someone with pillows.
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Ktala Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 1/23 2:27am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	Senator Nava Kree Ximino's Restaurant Nava Was enjoying the drink she had gotten, when her meal came. A tentive sniff, and she was quite satisfied. Not burt, or too mushy, as many humanoid cooks tended to make them. With a happy soft chirp, she began to eat her meal, relaxing a bit in the wonderfully overstuff seat she was in. The seat thanfully, was not too high up, and it made eating her meal even all the more enjoyable. That is, until she caught a flash of something. She nearly choked on a bit of greens she had in her mouth, as she reached up, as if fixing an earring. She was holding her right one tentavely on purpose. She could not have seen what she just thought she had. Not here... Another passed, as she supressed a small chirp, almost sounding as a burp as she caught the sight of fur. And it wasnt a Wookiee. No this fur, the last time she had seen it, had nearly sent her running. A yellow and black stipped Trianii. She casually reached back, and tied her ears together, as she did when she had raced. She then became intensly focused on her meal in front of her, no longer curious of the view around her. Not THAT Trianii. Suddenly, her meal didnt taste quite as wonderful as it had moments before. She paused, staring into her plate. This was rediculious. She was NOT going to get run off. She gave a slight look over towards her bodyguard Shawn, before staring back at her plate. NO. She was going to have to get over this. Maybe. A quick peek. He seemed to be quite busy running around. Maybe he woudlnt notice her. She gave a long sigh. She was going to go thru this. As much as she was paying for it, she wasnt going to scamper off. She was a Senator now. Nava gripped her fork tightly, as she forced herself to eat slowly. But she keep her eyes glued to her plate, as if contemplating something. TAG:DarthXan, The FRIENDLY folks in the resturant -----signature----- Blessed are the cracked, for they let in the light!! Earth: The insane asylum for the universe. Cheap core bombs...only used once. We have enough youth. How about a fountain of Smart? salary - a poorly disguised manipulation of the word slavery.
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Sinrebirth Title: SWC Galactic Senate Host Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 1/23 2:35am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG - Date Edited: 1/23 3:01am (1 edits total) Edited By: Sinrebirth
	IC: Traer Lin, Chancellor's office, outside While he waited for an audience - the Chancellor remained as busy as ever, he had no doubt, Traer sat on one of the conforming chairs that power brought. Flicking open his datapad, he tapped a message away with the stylus. He couldn't quite dictate personal messages with a droid nearby, though he had no doubt the Chancellor would have access to his message by some mean. The amount of resources wasted on monitoring the Senate alone... Traer shook his head, and carried on typing mental notes for his future Bill, and noting who he would need to attend to. The Senators of Thyferra, Eriadu and Xagobah would want to be apprised of this, indeed. It would be quite relevant to their people. Fondor? The Senator of Tallaan considered. He bore no particular ire to the Senator of Fondor, Uudnil Sark, though he was of the opposing camp. Maybe later. Traer continued transcribing notes, wondering if any of the other Inner Council members would arrive before he was attended to. He paused when considering the Bill to sell weapons to the Imperial Remnant. He was very anti-Imperial, after his wife divorced him for actually joining the Rebel Alliance during Operation Shadow Hand. Initially, she'd forgiven him for simply living on Fondor, a once-rebel world, but that act had brought their marriage to an unpleasant end. He could never forgive her, and Imperials that still actively supported the Empire after Alderaan, the Galaxy Gun and even the destruction of Gravlex Med in the later years of the war, were equally disliked. However, his constituents had impressed upon him their desire to vote for this Bill, to his despair. However, knowing he had been elected on a platform of annexation of the Remnant, he had no doubt, if sufficiently calmed, his constituents would support him going against their wishes. The proposed Bill he was sketching down even now would bring that about. He simply needed news coverage of his decision... TAG: No-one (Sey still from other TAG) -----signature----- CE's Sinre, now - for good reasons, I promise you all! Sey's Sinre The First Canon Apologist The Missing Chapters of LotF: Invincible http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=28933751&brd=10477&start=29297240
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Chukles38 Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 1/23 3:33am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Tarim Kundar Private Study-Kundar Estate-Onderon Tarim sat back as he flicked off his comm screen. So far, two senators had come seeking his support. He'd hardly been in office less than a month. Strange indeed... he decided that he'd not worry about Choran's intentions or proposal until after he got that message from him. He shoved it from his mind, and sat up, flicking a panel on his comm switch. "Milinda, come in here please." His aide, Milinda, came right in. She was waiting outside of his door, like usual. "Please, sit." Tarim said absent-mindedly as she did so. They sat in silence for several moments as Tarim thought. He noticed something in Milinda's hand. "Something for me?" He asked her. She handed him the pad. "Article that was released about your recent speech." "So soon?" He read through it quickly and tossed it aside. "It's of little concequence. Now, Milinda, I need you to get that poll out... today. We're leaving for Corescaunt a couple of days early." "Yes sir." She stood and left, and an hour later a poll was released to the people of Onderon asking for their opinion on issue S.R. 2--the spice restrictions act. TAG: Imperial Hammer, none -----signature----- I'm Edward, in Jacob's life minus the wolves, friends, and happy ending..... I think.
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DarthXan318 Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 1/23 3:40am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Shawn Ventar Ximino's Restaurant It wasn't often, Shawn reflected as he trailed Senator Kree into the restaurant, that he got to dine with his employer. Most of his employers chose to eat alone or with guests, and when that happened he was typically tasked to stand around and look menacing. Nava Kree, though, seemed to find it perfectly acceptable to have lunch with her bodyguard. Which was fine with him, too. Shawn seated himself opposite the Senator, conveniently positioning himself to keep a discreet eye on the entrance and the rest of the people in the restaurant. He didn't anticipate any trouble here - from the looks of it, everyone here was either a Senator or worked in the Senate in some way - but it was his job, after all. They ate their meal in companionable silence. Shawn ate his food - some sort of shellfish concoction - steadily, vaguely wondering what it was exactly but enjoying it all the same. Kree seemed to be relaxed and happy as well, from the way she was cheerfully going through the pile of greens on her plate. Suddenly, she stiffened. Shawn looked up, suddenly alert. She had stopped eating all of a sudden and tied her ears together - Shawn tilted his head slightly, fascinated; he hadn't realized that was possible - and resumed eating, but was definitely more tense than before. Save for a quick glance at him, as if to reassure herself that he was indeed present, she was keeping her gaze fixed firmly on her plate. Curious. Casually, Shawn scanned the restaurant. Just the same mix of clients and servers that had been there when they arrived; a couple of new arrivals but they were clear across the restaurant. No threats that he could see. "Something the matter, Senator?" he queried cautiously, keeping his voice low. TAG: Ktala, etc -----signature----- "In contrast, in Tide of Flames, the players post their attacks, make dice rolls, and then Saintheart tells them about their characters' childhoods." ~ LightWarden, on RPG combat. NaNoWriMo 2008: 50,210 words! Heck yes!!
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Livi-Wan Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 1/23 6:35am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	Senator Freija Severn 500 Republica Freija listened as Myrna rattled off a list of all her media engagements for the next week or so, her heart sinking as the name of the Baarian Arms Rights Association came up again. On Baar it was illegal for private citizens to carry weapons without a permit, which could only be obtained if the applicant could give a justifiable reason for needing a blaster. Usually, this covered weapons used by farmers for exterminating vermin and some hunting enthusiasts. The BARS wanted to relax these restrictions. Fortunately, most Baarians didn't share their views. "Will there be anything else senator?" "Just a note for tomorrow- before my interview I'd like all the relevant polling data, and make sure it's up to date. Oh yes, and forget about the caf. When I'm done here, you can come with me to Ximino's if you like. It's no fun eating on your own." The Senator smiled grimly. "Besides, all the other Senators will probably be there. I'll need someone normal to talk to." [TAG Twinky] -----signature----- Sithy, Livi, DVC- Clogs in the machine since 2005 Winner of Best RP-er, Autumn 2005 Mad Aunt Millicent- 007 family
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Ktala Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 1/23 7:35am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	Senator Nava Kree Ximino's Restaurant Nava was eating her meal, barely lifting her head up, except to reach of her drink, or when she leaned back, to rest for moment, before she would continue. She was trying her best to appear semi normal, but obviously i wasnt working, when she heard her bodyguard ask, "Something the matter, Senator?" he queried cautiously, keeping his voice low. She slowly swallowed the last bite she had just taken, while she slowly looked up at him. "Well..yes and no." She took a long sip from her drink before she spoke once more. "I just happened to see a ... old aquaintince, from back in my eariler days. Just found it...unexpected. Thats all." Simply Wonderful. Nava muttered something in her native language, not loud enought to be heard by most. TAG: DarthXan, ALL the FRIENDLY folks in the resturant -----signature----- Blessed are the cracked, for they let in the light!! Earth: The insane asylum for the universe. Cheap core bombs...only used once. We have enough youth. How about a fountain of Smart? salary - a poorly disguised manipulation of the word slavery.
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 1/23 9:18am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG - Date Edited: 1/23 9:20am (1 edits total) Edited By: BrentusofGath
	IC - Tak Vedis transport - somewhere in hyperspace A container of water shimmied and shook in the minor hyperspace turbulence. Tak grabbed it just before it tipped over, taking a sip and resting it between his legs so it wouldn't spill until the turbulence stopped. Skimming through the last of the recent news items in his datapad, Tak eager punched up the Theed Times and rushed to the section on politics. Politics was practically a dirty word to him, but he needed to keep an eye on things. His speech had apparently not gone unnoticed; it was filed as the second most important story of the day, right behind the Queen's pedicure. Great, something as important as education reform, and it takes second to a pair of smelly feet. This does not bode well for the editorials. At first not daring to turn to the editorial pages, Tak instead wasted some time on the cartoons. "Heh, those crazy Nubian Peanuts gang; they are such a trip." "Query: What are you afraid of, Master? Observation: I have noted in our travels together that the people who support you the most vehemently, are the ones who... shall this unit say, are not the kind of people who read editorials written by gushy nosed cretinous meatbags who deserve to be blasted into oblivion. "Comment: As much as this unit is opposed to the idea, you give the majority of your time and consideration to... the 'little people'." "You've made your point, HL." Tak skipped to the editorials and skimmed to the last line, reading it aloud. "'In conclusion dear readers, I was opposed to Tak Vedis before he was chosen to represent Naboo, and now I must ask a serious question of you all: How much farther can we sink in the eyes of the galaxy with this man at the helm?' "Oh yes," Tak said to his droid, "that was much better than I thought it would be." Leaning back, the Senator contemplated what to do to turn things around. His eyes grew wide and he sucked in a deep breath. "A brilliant idea!" "Query: What is it, Master?" "That's what we need; a brilliant idea." The wheels began to spin and Tak jotted a few notes into his datapad. "Yes! This just might give us a boost in the polls. Now if only this slow transport could move a bit faster..." As if in answer, the ships intercom crackled into life. "This is your captain speaking; due to a change in schedule, we will be arriving on Coruscant a few days early. The list of canceled destinations should be appearing on your screens; if your destination is on this list - too kriffin bad, there's nothing I can do about it." Unregistered, surly transport had saved the day! Writing quickly, he sent off a hurried note to his good friend, Azervado. To: Senator Renning From: Tak My friend, I have just come up with an idea that may score us some important points with the people and earn us another supporter or two in the Senate. Expect another, more formal message from me in a few minutes. Your friend, Tak Lowering his datapad, Tak squinted at his droid. "HL, would you pull up a list of all the private schooling institutions on Coruscant in the areas surrounding the Senate district?" "Sarcastic Reply: Of course, Master! That is a much more fitting task for this unit, rather than blasting any offending meatbags into a burnt cinder. I would be delighted to debase myself by completing a job better handled by a mundane utility droid." "Finished?" Tak asked calmly. "Answer: I believe so, Master. I shall do as you command." Firing up his stylus, Tak sent off another quick message, requesting an appointment with Chief Justice Blackstone. If the message of good, solid education could reach the masses and polls conducted, the people may just be able to pressure their Senators into supporting the bill. Tak clenched his fist; it would work - it had to. The stylus met his datapad again, scribbling out a formal message to his current supporters and awaiting the list of schools from HL. Tag: Saintheart - Yuul, The_Loyal_Imp, Darth_Vaders_cousin, Apadamek, WJ12 (see message) -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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Apadamek Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 1/23 9:56am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	Senator Reldem Fald Conservative "A smart strategy Senator Renning." He had ordered the cheapest thing on the menu some odd alien form of a porridge like substance, not like food much mattered, cost did. "as for the bill, i have indeed heard about it, and find it a most fascinating thing, perhaps it is a better solution.." He saw the other Senator used his datapad quite a bit, no doubt messaging colleagues. "i do hope your first term goes well Senator." he decided this one probably wasn't too bad, a useful ally no doubt with such a new senate these days. Tag: Yuul
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s65horsey Title: EUC Princess SWC Manager Registered: Jun '06	Date Posted: 1/23 11:06am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Chancellor Territha Chancellor's Office Stacks of datapads already adorned the top of the Chancellor's desk. She'd only been in office a few days and already the work was piling up. Aides were just getting into their jobs, so perhaps this would lighten up once things were figured out who could handle what and which problems absolutely needed the Chancellor's attention. The wookiee wuffed to herself as she removed the datapads and set them on a side table, making a note to get Cate to go through them before she tackled any problems. Her personal datapad beeped a few times. Territha sat down in her big chair behind her desk in order to attend to the messages. Chancellor Territha, I would be honored to attend this meeting. Sincerely, Rade Kell Senator Druckenwell Nodding to herself, she was pleased to see the Druckenwell Senator be so prompt in responding. She couldn't wait to meet him and hear his take on the topics at hand. The second message was from Cate, who was outside manning the reception area at the moment. There would be a different reception droid later, but for now Cate wanted to personally screen the Chancellor's visitors to acquaint herself with their looks and mannerisms. She would write up a report to the Chancellor later that would hopefully give the Chancellor some insight into the beings she was working with. Mistress Tera, [The wookiee couldn't get her to drop the Mistress, but Tera had been a compromise to end complete formality] Senator Jace Lorr's assistant comm'd to inform you that he was on his way back to Coruscant for the meeting.[/i] That was two. The third beep came from the Conservative Party's head. Chancellor, I will be in attendance for your advisory summit in the next few days. My shuttle from Kuat will depart for Coruscant as of tomorrow. Thank you very much, and I look forward to meeting you. (signed) Minority Leader Veygor Zaller We're up to three. Taking it as a promising sign for Senators to be so prompt, Territha allowed a brief sigh of relief. Ping The door sounded and Cate walked through. "Apologies, mistress Tera, but Master Traer Lin is outside and wanting to have a word with you." [Let him in. He is one that gets top priority to see me.] Territha spoke in her native language. [I'll need you to be in here to translate, get someone to cover the desk.] The Wookiee stood up, looking regal, and turned to stare out the window at the city planet before her. The bustle of speeders and ships moving around below her made the planet look alive. In a way, it was. Constantly buildings were being taken down and new ones put up. The city was always changing. Just like the New Republic. The Imperial Remnant was asking for weapons. What a change that was. A huge amount of badly needed income would be helpful for funding other bills. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that this bill needed to pass. Arming the ones that had enslaved her people was difficult for her, but thinking about change put all into perspective. Territha stared out the window and waited for Cate and Traer to come in. Cate walked back out into the outer office. "Excuse me, Master. I don't mean to interrupt, but Mistress Territha will see you now." The droid waited for Traer Lin to finish what he was doing in order to follow him in. Tag: Sinrebirth -----signature----- Sinre's Sey "Dude, when is being whipped bad...ever?" Idk, my bff, Waru! Sometimes Uli's Sey
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LordDarthUmbrus Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 1/23 11:06am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG - Date Edited: 1/23 11:09am (1 edits total) Edited By: LordDarthUmbrus
	IC: Grebleips Location: His garden . Brodo Asogi Grebleips ran an old red lighted index finger over the sensitive ridge of the Moona blossom. It purred and leaned into his touch as it glowed pearly light from its insides. Deep down in the back of his fore-throat, Grebleips purred with it. "Sleepy." his slow gravelly voice said to the Moona. The flower closed and its glow faded as it went to rest in its hydrovapor bed. A Tall came in, her long spindly arms and legs moving like Ribbon Trees in the breeze. She blinked her blue eyes at Grebleips and handed him a data cube. He reached up with a long wrinkly arm and accepted it in his hand. His heart-light pulsed as the two shared with one another telepathically. Her name was Zee and she was his assistant, though she was actually much senior to Grebleips in age. {Grebleips. Senate soon in session.} was her simple pronouncement. }Thaaank you, Zee.{ Grebleips sat on the dirt in front of a rusty looking old data reader and put the data cube in gently. The old fashioned plasma screen lit with a series of scripts in basic. A tunameepa came up gently behind Grebleips and sat itself down next to him, curious as to the source of the light. Its visually receptive stamens looked like eye stalks coming from its tube-like body. Grebleips stroked it gently in an absentminded way as his big blue eyes took in what he was reading in basic. His neck craned out to get a better look at what he was reading. Credits and arms. Everything was always about credits and war these days. Nothing docketed about Environmental concerns or about science funding. He was especially concerned about the rejuvenation of Kashyyyk. The Wars had been very hard on that world with many old growth forests destroyed. Even with Chancellor Territha chairing the Senate, Grebleips was still concerned that not enough was being done to reverse the ongoing damage left by the Wars on Kashyyyk. Then there were similar problems on Dantooine and Ansion that needed similar attention. Grebleips got up and waddled over to an old comm station that was also a bit rusty and wet with condensation. The tunameepa followed excitedly. Grebleips punched in a familiar number to contact an old friend and colleague who had similar views. Grebleips was determined to get more on the docket than just arms trading agreements and spice smuggling countermeasures. The commlink dialed itself dutifully. "Bejoon Paton, old friend. It is Grebleips. We have a new harvest of Lonzones. They are the best I have tasted in 50 revolutions. They are especially creamy! May we come and share together?" Grebleips drawled slowly in basic. The manner of Grebleips people was not a direct one. Often direct invitations to boring business meetings were considered rude on Brodo Asagi. It was better to invite one to a pleasant visit rather than to quickly and roughly schedule a business conference. Though many thought this sort of thing duplicitous, to The Children Of The Green Planet, the object of a visit was to enjoy each other's company with business being a casual second thought. The important thing was the visit, not the business. Grebleips waited for a response. Tag: Spaceman_Spiff! -----signature----- "Great Spirit, Maker of All Life. A warrior goes to you swift and straight as an arrow shot into the sun. Welcome him and let him take his place at the council fire of my people. Tell them to be patient and ask death for speed." - Chingachgook ~~~ SDO
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