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BobaMatt Title: TFN EU Staff Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 5/11 1:17pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son
	IC: Luke Skywalker Luke shrugged. "I don't know anything about it, but if it's anywhere it's in his personal data terminal. You can go ahead and jack in. Phlut droids, huh? IG-88's doing a number on Renegade Squadron as we speak, I believe." TAG: R_Zion -----signature----- The Clone Wars is OT quality good. Really. Emperor Fel's badassery knows no bounds. As Father and Son (An AU RP) - Looking for a few good replacements...see profile for info. http://boards.theforce.net/role_playing_forum/b10328/28357048/p1/?10
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Inquisitor_Skywalker Registered: Mar '08	Date Posted: 5/11 1:57pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Date Edited: 5/11 2:01pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Inquisitor_Skywalker
	IC: Alecs Brellar, Onslaught's Bridge, Naboo Orbit "Corellia first," He replied to Smee's question. "Via Druckenwell and the Corellian Run. From there, we'll take the Run until it merges with the Hydian, and from there to Yinchorr." He turned back to the viewport, resuming his silent wait for the chance to leave. Tag: BobaMatt, morichro, starwarsbeauty OOC: Sorry about the short post. I'm on a tight schedule today. -----signature----- "Mercy is the mark of a great man." stab "Guess I'm just a good man." stab "Well, I'm alright..."
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R_Zion Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 5/11 2:06pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son
	IC: HK-47 The Master’s Quarters- The Executor- In Hyperspace “Statement: From what I’ve heard, I hope I am able to meet this Phlut droid in the near future. He sounds delightfully ruthless… almost an offspring to my original design purpose.” I make my way over to the Master’s workstation and retrieve a data uplink cord. “Ammendment: Even better, if he is a nuisance to the Empire, perhaps the Master will assign me to eliminate him. No doubt he could provide a most stimulating challenge.” Observation: I eye the young Master’s movements curiously as I make my way to the data terminal and insert the jack into both it and myself. I quickly locate the files and before beginning the data transfer, look at the young Master again. “Query: Will you be remaining here for the time being? The data transfer and upload should take roughly an hour to complete.” TAG: BobaMatt -----signature----- Playing as HK-47 in 'As Father and Son', An ESB AU RPG here on the forum, now looking for players: http://boards.theforce.net/role_playing_forum/b10328/28357048/p1 Give me Gryph-erty or give me death!
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SkywalkerShine Registered: Aug '07	Date Posted: 5/11 2:12pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son
	GM Approved!!! Name: Deena Shan Species: Human Gender: Female Age: Somewhere like 23 Height: 1.62 meters Skin Color: fair skin complexion (Caucasian) Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Blonde Homeworld: Etti IV Weapons: DH-17 blaster pistol Possessions: None Profession: Elite Rebel Commando Languages: Basic and Bocce trade language Allignments: The Rebellion Appearance: Biography: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Deena_Shan -----signature----- "Hey, whatever works." - Cade Skywalker "Sure it is. You may be dense enough not to recognize it, but I can certainly mock you." - Corran Horn Zayne Skywalker! Named after Zayne Carrick... Cade's Photographer for "Best Hot Poses"
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Saintheart Title: Manager and Wandering Swordsman of the RPF Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 5/12 6:27am Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players!
	This is a combined post between BobaMatt and Saintheart. IC - Yoda and Leia Organa Dagobah Yoda gritted his teeth. He hadn't expected her to run. Of course, it was open to him to reach out and stop her from leaving... The Dark Side, that is, said a voice inside him. Jedi you are, and Jedi you must be. As she began to stumble off into the swamp, the Jedi Master flexed blood back into his hands. It had been a long time. He reached into the Force, and the Force reached into him, and in a shimmerblink of time Yoda ceased to be truly there; instead, it was the Force that took hold of him, that made his ancient, small body light as a feather. You must feel the Force around you, he had said to Luke. And he did. He felt the Force between the ground, and a low-hanging branch seven feet above him. Between that branch, and another branch thirty yards distant in the direction Leia was stumbling. Between that branch, and a thin vine from a Valdemar tree. Between the vine and his aged fingers, which in the Force were not aged at all -- but harder than steel, supple as shigawire, and four seconds after the Force showed him the path between where he stood and the vine, he was swinging through the cool Dagobah air, as kriyits screeched in alarm as he whirled through their airspace. The Force showed him a path where he released the vine, and he took it. It was the same path that slowed his descent, led him to the ground safely, where he landed with a low grunt. Leia, who at that moment was stumbling through mud five feet away, looked up in utter surprise at him. With some justification; he had just covered a good eighty yards in a matter of seconds, and still come out ahead of her. He bit back the first, scolding words he had in mind and instead settled on his gimer stick once more, fixing his eyes on hers. "Padmé Naberrie, your mother's name was." Leia turned to the little Jedi, recognition slowly dawning on her features, as if she was hearing a tune she knew but had forgotten the words. Yoda continued to stare at her, his hands resting lightly on the head of his walking stick. "Daughter of Ruwee and Jobal Naberrie, born of the planet Naboo. Best known to history, she is, by her royal title: Queen Amidala, ruler elected of the Naboo. And by the title she died with: Senator Amidala, of Chommell Sector, of the Galactic Republic." And with that, the words came back. Nothing particularly clear, no, but images, feelings. She remembered her face, beautiful, kind...but sad. She was crying, and she was full of hope and loss. The Jedi Master felt his ears twitch; there had been a flicker of Force energy there, something deep and old and powerful. He hobbled forward a couple of steps, shunting away the wrench he felt as he looked on her tears. "Present, was I, when born were you. And when born was your twin brother, a boy you know as Luke Skywalker." "That's ridiculous..." Leia murmured, "...it can't be, that's impossible, Luke was..." But, searching her feelings, she sensed a truth. This was actually becoming more difficult than Yoda had contemplated, and for the first time the Jedi Master appreciated why Obi-Wan Kenobi had chosen the words he did. If it was this difficult to give Leia Organa a potted family history, how much harder would it have been for his old padawan to bear telling Luke that Obi-Wan had been partially responsible for Anakin Skywalker’s fate. As it was, Obi-Wan had chosen the easier course. “Separated, you were, at birth. Your brother, his family raised on Tatooine, with Obi-Wan Kenobi watching over him.” Yoda felt his compassion rise again, and once again he sighed, letting it go. Meanwhile, an objective part of him was weighing Leia Organa up, and was fanning the flame of the Jedi Master’s hope: the revelations about her past were making her spirit flicker in the Force. Just as with her father, she had been unconsciously manipulating the Unifying Force at some point before now. Perhaps that explained her status as the Senate’s youngest member; perhaps it explained something of her luck over the years, including detention under the Sith Lord who had once been her father. The power of the Chosen One was with her. Perhaps, the Chosen One, she is, the sudden and startling thought came to him. And with it, hope sang loud in his nine-hundred-year-old veins. He mentally slapped himself on the wrist, forcing the hope away as he focused on the girl’s bewildered, tear-filled eyes. Hobbling on his old walking stick, feeling every inch of his age, Yoda moved up next to her, clambering awkwardly – and painfully – onto the fallen log that she had sat down on. “More there is to hear,” he said, gently. “Pain there is to hear it. But hear it, you must.” She looked at him, and for a second it seemed she would shake her head, or close her eyes. But instead – and again he caught a flicker of it in the Force – she seemed to steel herself, putting away the shock and grief. “Anakin Skywalker, your father’s name was,” said the Jedi Master slowly, softening his voice without thinking about it. “A powerful Jedi was he. Loved your mother, he did. So much he loved her, so much he wished to hold onto her, that it caused him to fall – to the Dark Side of the Force. To turn to evil.” Yoda couldn’t meet Leia’s eyes. He focused somewhere at the line of her shoulder and forced the last words out. “Seduced, he was, by the Emperor. To become one with the Lords of the Sith. A new name he took. When happened that did, gone was Anakin Skywalker. Consumed by what he had become. Consumed ... by Darth Vader.” Leia turned her face away sharply, but did not run, this time. That was good. It was an improvement, an increase in the truth she was able to handle. She was silent. She had no way of knowing how much time passed in her silence. Minutes, perhaps many minutes, but Yoda never left her side. He stood, resolute, patient, waiting, and said nothing until she was finally able to raise her tear-streaked face to meet his eyes again and nod once, resolute, accepting. The Jedi Master felt the knot of anxiety in his centre begin to loosen with that look. Different indeed, she was. “Told you I did, because the Force runs strong in your family. Strong it is with your father. Strong it is with your brother. And strong it is with you. All our hopes – both Obi-Wan’s, mine, and countless Jedi long gone – rested with your father, and then your brother, that defeat the Emperor they would. Gone those hopes are. The last, you are.” Yoda straightened, breathing deeply, leaning on his stick once more. “Your destiny, it is, to confront your kin. To bring light against darkness. Teach you, I will, for so long as I may. To feel the Force. To reignite the Jedi flame. To be strong enough to confront your brother, and your father. To save the galaxy. If my training you will accept.” Leia stood. She brushed dirt from her pants and straightened out her clothing. She wiped the tears from her face and sniffled. It was not a sadness she felt, at the moment, nor any sort of happiness. In fact, the last time she had felt this way was right after Vader - her father? - had tortured her on the Death Star, shortly before he stood idly by and watched Leia's planet be destroyed by Moff Tarkin. It was a feeling that the worst was over and that anything she did from this point forward would be so that no one else would be made to feel the way she had. Luke's training had been hard. It had consumed him, and it hadn't been good enough. Leia was terrified of the thought of opening herself up to the power Luke shared with Vader and allowing it to corrupt her. And yet she knew that Yoda was right, and she had to try, even if it destroyed her, because there was no other way. "I accept." TAG: Nobody just at the moment... -----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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morichro Registered: Dec '07	Date Posted: 5/12 3:36pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players! - Date Edited: 5/12 3:38pm (1 edits total) Edited By: morichro
	IC: Kir Kanos, Emperor's Royal Guard Naboo, The Emperor's Retreat, Hangar “I'm not trying to imply anything as such,” the red guard answered reformatively. Was this such a good idea? Probably not. It was said that Sith had a low tolerance for question and answer sessions. Though in his mind, he had no intentions of being rude. Tilting his head and watching Lady Brie continue her walk to the ship, Kir grimaced. “I simply wanted to know if you knew anything about training Royal Guards,” he muttered. “I know from experience that it can be a very taxing, yet rewarding activity.” There would be no need for hostility; he knew that his authoritative position was on par with her rank, if by luck a little lower. They both only answered to one man, and if they were going to tackle this mission the correct way then they would need to be...patient, with each other. TAG: Shira. EDIT: I know I'm slacking, I'll try and post more regularly. College beckons. -----signature----- “Remorse goes to sleep during a prosperous period and wakes up in adversity.”
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SkywalkerShine Registered: Aug '07	Date Posted: 5/12 5:00pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players! - Date Edited: 5/12 6:06pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Imperial_Hammer
	I_H Edit: Gone at GM's Request. -----signature----- "Hey, whatever works." - Cade Skywalker "Sure it is. You may be dense enough not to recognize it, but I can certainly mock you." - Corran Horn Zayne Skywalker! Named after Zayne Carrick... Cade's Photographer for "Best Hot Poses"
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DarkestSith Registered: May '08	Date Posted: 5/12 9:31pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players!
	OOC: GM Approved. You should all be running scared now. Name: Boba Fett Species: Human Gender: Male Age: Somewhere around 35 Height: 1.83 meters Skin Color: Caucasian Eye Color: Brown Hair Color: Black Homeworld: Kamino Weapons: Durasteel Mando Armor, EE-3 Carbine, various blasters Possessions: Slave I Profession: Bounty Hunter Languages: Basic, Huttese, various trade languages Allegiance: For Sale Full bio: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Boba_Fett -----signature----- There is no peace, there is anger. There is no fear, there is power. There is no death, there is immortality. There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side. I am the Heart of Darkness. I know no fear, But rather I instill it in my enemies.
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DarkestSith Registered: May '08	Date Posted: 5/12 9:41pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players!
	IC: Boba Fett, Jabba's Palace, Tattooine Boba Fett cut right through the middle of the throne room. A crowd was starting to gather since Jabba had returned from the Sea's. He bumped a Trandoshan with his elbow and the reptilian alien turned on him. Fett just kept walking, his helmets 360 degree viewscreen told him the Trandoshan had turned away from him as quickly as he had turned to him. Boba kept his visor aim directly at Bib Fortuna as he made his way towards the dungeon, Fett did not forget the Twi'lek had tried to kill him and take credit for Fett's delivery of Jabba's favorite wall-art, Han Solo. Fett made his way down stairs and shouldered his way past two droids that looked familiar too him. He didnt think anything of it, they were two droids with millions of others like them. As he entered teh dungeons a Weequay guard looked up and then looked at Fett's EE-3 carbine. For a moment the Weequay looked as if he was going to enforce the melee-weapons-only rule in dungeon but quickly thought better of it. Boba Fett strolled down the aisle, no prisoner dumb enough to reach out and grab him until he found who he was looking for. "Kyle Katarn...long way from Rebel space." Boba Fett said to the man in the cell. TAG:Froggy -----signature----- There is no peace, there is anger. There is no fear, there is power. There is no death, there is immortality. There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side. I am the Heart of Darkness. I know no fear, But rather I instill it in my enemies.
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BobaMatt Title: TFN EU Staff Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 5/13 10:12am Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players! - Date Edited: 5/13 10:13am (1 edits total) Edited By: BobaMatt
	OOC: Aaaaaaand we're moving. IC: Luke Skywalker, Vader’s Quarters, the Executor, preparing to leave Naboo “Yes,” Luke responded, sitting back down on the air. “I’ll be here waiting. Have fun.” He closed his eyes, and meditated. TAG: R_Zion IC: Lord Darth Vader, Meditation Sphere on the Executor, preparing to leave Naboo Lord Vader swept into his quarters to find a scene of odd tranquility. Luke was levitating in a lotus position, and HK was seated by a computer terminal. He supposed both were in their own form of meditation. HK did not move to acknowledge the Dark Lord’s entrance as he was in a powersave mode, and Luke didn’t because he was too disciplined. That suited Vader just fine as he stepped into his sphere and let it close around him. Vader felt the Emperor’s presence suddenly wink out and move beyond the continuum of realspace. The Avenger must have entered hyperspace, then, headed towards the Core. Vader felt his body relax at this realization. It meant that, for now, Luke was safe. He couldn’t sense his son outside of the bubble in which he now sat, but he knew he was there. All was well, for now. Vader blinked as his helmet and mask came away and the stark whiteness of the meditation globe burned his retinas. He closed his eyes against it, and left them that way, enjoying the muffled silence that fell like a shroud now over his deaf, organic ears. The only indication he had that his flagship was beginning the jump to lightspeed was a vibration that came up from the floor through his boots and droid legs. He, too, began to meditate. On a whim, he tried to heal, but felt the dark side energies he used to sustain himself flee from his knitting flesh. He knew that would happen. It always did. He had hoped Luke’s power could fix him, but it was to no avail. Luke had tried, of course. He told Vader that when Luke tried to heal him he appeared in the Force as a mass of intersecting red lines, each line an injury, a pain, and that the lines were impossible to untangle at this time. Vader knew there had to be a way, now, with Luke at his side, there had to be a way. He longed to learn the secrets of Plagueis, of Andeddu and Nihilus and Bane, Sith who could manipulate life or were able to free themselves of the limitations crippled fleshy frames. He remembered stories of wells of the Force that could give a being enough power to manipulate the universe as one saw fit; Luke had taught him such a tale, one he’d learned from Yoda of a Valley, the site of an ancient battle. Perhaps they could find the place, and once back to full strength there would be nothing stopping Luke and his son and Skywalkers to come from shaping the destiny of the galaxy. He was the Chosen One and Sith’ari in one man. As Vader dwelled on such thoughts, the Executor disappeared into hyperspace. TAG: R_Zion, darth_nemisis, All IC: Lt. Smee, the Onslaught, above Naboo “Druckenwell and the Run,” Smee ordered, an annoyed, sarcastic grin plastered on his features, “and then we switch to the Hydian to Yinchorr. Got it?” The sheepish nav officer nodded and began making preparations. Smee turned and returned to the central walkway, passing Rendar as he returned to his terminal. They nodded in acknowledgment, and he heard her tell the Captain that the Imperial shuttle containing the others had docked. Smee was relieved. It meant they’d be far away from here very, very soon. He allowed his mind to wander as he watched the Avenger jump to lightspeed, followed shortly thereafter by the Executor. He hoped they crashed into each other somewhere. TAG: Inquisitor_Skywalker, starwarsbeauty, morichro IC: Lando Calrissian, cockpit of the Millennium Falcon, above Tatooine Tatooine never ceased to remind Lando of his homeworld of Socorro from orbit, except that it had fewer volcanoes. He reached forward to activate the comm and call Jan, an action impeded by the tight, short sleeves of the Boushh disguise – he wasn’t supposed to be the one wearing it, Leia was, and she was tiny. Unfortunately, the plan on Tatooine had gone to Hell, which meant the Falcon had to come save the day again, and when they’d tried to get Leia to come, she says she was staying in the swamp with the little dwarven Jedi. The comm connected just fine, and Lando spoke. “We’re here, darling. Why don’t you tell us where to meet you?” TAG: BLemelisk, MCPO_John_117, Froggy -----signature----- The Clone Wars is OT quality good. Really. Emperor Fel's badassery knows no bounds. As Father and Son (An AU RP) - Looking for a few good replacements...see profile for info. http://boards.theforce.net/role_playing_forum/b10328/28357048/p1/?10
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Inquisitor_Skywalker Registered: Mar '08	Date Posted: 5/13 11:07am Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players!
	IC: Alecs Brellar, Naboo Orbit "All aboard," Alecs muttered as the shuttle docked. "Helm, proceed to jump window and execute jump when ready," he ordered, still staring into the black. The stars shifted as the Onslaught's massive frame began its slow, ponderous turn to bring it into line with the proper course. The deck rumbled as her gargantuan sublight engines coughed to life, propelling the warship out of Naboo's gravity well. Behind him, the bridge crew ran through the checklist, determining that all systems were "go" for the jump. Accellerating at about 1,200 G's (roughly half the Onslaught's maximum), they swiftly escaped Naboo's invisible grasp. The Engines' rumble eased slightly, no longer straining against the world behind them. "Executing jump," The helmsman called out. Before Alecs, the stars blurred and stretched, warping into a tunnel of swirling light as they left peaceful Naboo far behind... Tag: BobaMatt, morichro, and starwarsbeauty -----signature----- "Mercy is the mark of a great man." stab "Guess I'm just a good man." stab "Well, I'm alright..."
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TheManinBlack Registered: Aug '07	Date Posted: 5/13 12:51pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players! - Date Edited: 5/13 1:12pm (2 edits total) Edited By: TheManinBlack
	OCC: Replacement Corran Horn here. Reporting for duty...or something like that IC: Corran Horn, Blue Devil “hmmmmmmmm” Corran said with a tone of regret in his voice. It couldn’t be a Jedi….could it be? It sounded like more like,…. a sick joke. He looked back up already his words tasted bitter, and laughable in his mouth. “ Some guy got sliced up…by a laser sword or light saber at the crime scene. I’m just wondering…could it really be a Jedi? The kid at the scene killed three armed men, Stom Troopers from the descriptions given to me by Kirtan…it really sounds like those guys didn’t exactly go out to picnics with those blasters. It sounded like they knew how to use them, and the blasters where are some pretty serious heat. I can see one guy dying from a combination of surprise and just the shock of seeing that weapon in action, it is rare after all. But all three dead? If they had any skill at all, the kid should have a three inch hole in his head, and some Officer Joe Who Walks Funny McGee should be pulling these three frisky dead guys in for questioning and the kids murder, then getting a slap on the back. Not the other way around?” He said while looking at the uniformed officer. Tag: BobbaMatt
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BobaMatt Title: TFN EU Staff Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 5/13 12:56pm Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players!
	IC: Mara Jade, the Onslaught She felt her plain and clear. She hadn't come alone either. Mara cursed under her breath. Shira's arrival had jerked her from her meditation. Mara had been having strange visions of a handsome young man with kind blue eyes and a redheaded child. The man felt like love and the child like her soul, but then suddenly the image would be torn away, it would dissolve into the ether and darkness, and then all was loss. She had had visions like this before, but never so clear. They were visions of futures fading. Vague and indistinct, the visions meant nothing to her, and the faces swam, and as she awoke from her meditative trance she was left with nothing more but a fleeting sadness, like she'd seen some bad news on the Net, and a feeling of annoyance that she'd been interrupted. Better make herself, seen, though. She didn't want to be in a position where the right Hand didn't know what the left Hand was doing. She set off for the bridge once more. TAG: morichro, starwarsbeauty, Inquisitor_Skywalker -----signature----- The Clone Wars is OT quality good. Really. Emperor Fel's badassery knows no bounds. As Father and Son (An AU RP) - Looking for a few good replacements...see profile for info. http://boards.theforce.net/role_playing_forum/b10328/28357048/p1/?10
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TheAdmiral Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 5/14 8:23am Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players!
	GM approved Name: A-17 "Alpha" Species: Human (Clone) Gender: Male Age: late 40s Height: 1.83m Skin Color: tanned Eye Color: brown Hair Color: black Homeworld: Kamino Weapons: E-11 blaster rifle, retractable blade Possessions: his customized armor (looking like his previous ones) Profession: Commander of the 501st legion Languages: Basic, Mando'a Allignments: Galactic Empire Appearance: like a normal Jango Fett's clone Biography: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/A-17 <- here's the official biography... Here what I add: The medical transport was found by Omega Squad together with Kal Skirata. The old Mandalorian managed to sustain Alpha's life using the knowledge they've obtained from Ko Sai, thus stopping the accelerated aging process. Back on Kamino, his spinal cord was saved with an implant so he would be able to walk again. He rejoined the war effort just after Order 66, due to his skills he was transferred to the 501st. Where he served under the man he respected the most Anakin Skywalker, now known as Darth Vader. Alpha climbed the ladder and eventually became the commander of the legion, making it a more fearsome weapon in the hand of Vader. -----signature----- If you have info share it with me , if you have questions ask ! Tear Down The Wall-Pink Floyd "The IG Banking clan has surrendered ! The day is ours ! The Republic is victorious !"Obi-Wan Clone Wars "My allegiance is to the Republic , to democracy !"Obi
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scrufflover23 Registered: Apr '08	Date Posted: 5/14 8:49am Subject: RE: Star Wars: Episode VI - As Father and Son - Now Accepting New Players!
	IC: See-Threepio and Artoo Detoo, Jabba's Palace Dungeons, Tatooine Artoo and Threepio took the opportunity to fall into Boba Fett's wake - at Artoo's prodding and against Threepio's quiet protests of danger - and follow him down to the cells. If they looked like they were 'with' him, perhaps they would not be stopped, and that made them one step closer to completing their task. Threepio just hoped it didn't get them scraped! TAG: Froggy22651, BobaMatt, DarkestSith
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