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ForceForever Registered: Apr '08	Date Posted: 6/17 4:28pm Subject: Ambient Darkness: Prey - Date Edited: 6/17 5:20pm (1 edits total) Edited By: ForceForever
	This is an Imperial_Hammer approved game! Ambient Darkness: Prey She blinked the darkness away as her senses regained the world around her. She was in a barren wasteland dominated by the ruins of a civilization long dead. The sky was a noxious brown smear and lightning danced from cloud to cloud in a chaotic net of awesome power. Sitting up she noticed all the small aches and pains she has long associated with going through a rough ride. Her cloths were dusty and rumpled with tears and rips from were she must have hit the ground. The bruises she felt underneath confirmed it for her. “Where am I?” Her voice cracked a little and she noticed for the first time her dry and sore throat. It felt like she had swallowed a sandblaster and had neglected to turn it off. Coughing she tried to work some spit around her mouth. The night had gotten still and quite. A low undulating growl echoed from out of the murky darkness, low and threatening. She went on the defensive, crouching low and scanning the terrain for any threat. She reached for her belt, specifically the weapon that she kept on her belt. Her hand grasped the remains of the leather strap that had secured her weapon. Panic crossed her face for the first time since she awoke. She franticly scanned the area for her weapon. There, four meters from her lay her only defense against whatever was out there. She started to move and froze as the shadows shifted. She stared hard at the darkness trying to make out what it was. From out of the gloom a shape lunged, all claws and teeth. An ear piercing roar shattered the silence. She sprung towards her weapon, grabbing it as she rolled past. Blue fire ignited as she brought the blade up as the creature took a swipe at her. The energy blade sliced through the creature with ease, leaving a smoking stump behind. The creature howled and ran out into the night, leaving her alone in the still ruins. Welcome to Ambient Darkness: Prey An unknown world, removed from the galaxy of your birth awaits you. You’ve been torn unsuspectingly from your home with no memory of how you arrived, you have no friends, no family to help you, nothing but aggravation and terror about what could be around every corner. The terrain is harsh, hostile and unforgiving; the creatures, aggressive and deadly. Only your wits and your skills stand between you and total annihilation. Make friends where you can, for you will need them. This is a straight forward, sometimes open-ended game. The objectives are simple. Make allies, figure out strategies, and survive... if you can. Character Parameters I will accept Characters from any “Canon” era of Galactic history(Kotor though Legacy) Canon characters will also be accepted, with my permission, (PM me for approval first before going to the trouble of creating a canon CS that I may say no to), as long as you can play them believably (Luke Skywalker is not a psychopathic killer only out for himself! Stay true to the character.) Original characters are also accepted and encouraged. Most sentient species are acceptable. Force characters are acceptable, but not expected. A normal person has great skill and luck without having the Force (Wedge Antillies, Han Solo, ect). At this time I am not accepting any Sith or blatantly evil characters. This may change in the future. Character Sheet Name: Gender: Age: Species: Homeworld: Era: (Please put what era you’re from. A specific year is also acceptable, please use bby/aby time format.) Personality ---Traits: ---Likes: ---Dislikes: Appearance ---Skin Color: ---Hair Color: ---Eye Color: ---Clothing: ---Other Attributes: ---Other Details: Weapons: The Force ---Sensitivity: on a scale of 1-10 ---Religion: ---Lightsaber -----Crystal(s): -----Blade(s): -----Color(s): -----Handle Description(s): -----Lightsaber skill: on a scale of 1-10 Biography: Rules PRIVATE MESSAGE ME OR BrentusofGath YOUR CHARACTER SHEET FOR APPROVAL! DO NOT POST CHARACTER SHEET IN THREAD OR YOU WILL BE IGNORED. The GM and the Co-GM’s word is law. In the event of a dispute between players please try and work it out in PM. If it can’t be resolved then myself or BrentusofGath will resolve it. No Godmoding, violators will be removed from the game. Follow TOS rules. Have fun. -----signature----- You have to organize us. We're not cowards, we'll do as you tell us, we'll fight. No. - Why not? - Soldiers deserve soldiers, Sir But one soldier, against seventeen. What are you going to do? I'm going to kill them all, Sir. BrentusofGath =
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nancyallen Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 6/18 3:42am Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	I think I have the perfect character in mind, but just one question: given that there's going to be Star Wars in Soul Calibur would that be acceptable lore to include in the description? -----signature----- Even as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, for God is with me.
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windu4 Registered: May '08	Date Posted: 6/18 8:05am Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	Expect a CS from me -----signature----- Luke: "You're not going to make this easy for me are you?" Mara: "When have I made anything easy for you?"
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ForceForever Registered: Apr '08	Date Posted: 6/18 10:03am Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	Here is my CS and she is also the one in the opening post. Name: Abigail Grim Gender: Female Age: 28 Species: Human/Hybrid (unknown alien hybrd) Homeworld: Corellia Era: Rise of the Empire, 60bby Personality ---Traits: Cocky and headstrong, can be compassionate and loyal, but can be stubborn and unyielding. She has a problem with anger. ---Likes: Smashball, and getting into trouble. ---Dislikes: Politicians, liars, lawyers, enclosed spaces. Appearance ---Skin Color: Fair ---Hair Color: Black ---Eye Color: Silver ---Clothing: A black body stocking, brown hooded robes. ---Other Attributes: ---Other Details: She stands 5’9” tall and weighs about 120lbs. Her ears have a slight point to them, and has spots running from her temples down the side of her face, neck, and shoulders, Unknown how far down they really go. Weapons: Lightsaber The Force ---Sensitivity: 10 ---Religion: Jedi ---Lightsaber -----Crystal(s): Corusca Gem -----Blade(s): One Standard -----Color(s): Blue -----Handle Description(s): Simple hilt cobbled together from spare parts, sturdy but ugly. -----Lightsaber skill: 7 Biography: Abigail was born in space. Her mother Tiara, a smuggler by trade, was stopped and boarded by Pirates while on a run. The Pirates found her cargo and enslaved her. Over the next four weeks they abused, tortured and raped her to there shriveled hearts content. The pirates eventually ran a fowl of a Republic patrol, and were subsequently destroyed. Tiara was freed, but the Republic medics informed her that she was with child. It was an unknown hybrid of human and alien. Tiara decided to keep the child. She acquired another ship and resumed her life. She was raising Abigail as a smuggler and partner. They had moderate success and for the most part life was good. Tiara began to notice something odd about her daughter. Her reflexes were way above normal, and she had a knack for finding trouble and surviving against the odds. Tiara had always known her daughter had a fierce temper, but when she was eight, pirates once again boarded their ship. Her mother was terrified and the pirates could see it. Abigail was not terrified, she was furious. She knew that men like this had hurt her mother in the past, and so she lashed out at them. The pirates never knew what hit them. One minute they were laughing at an enraged girl, and the next they were running in terror from an unstoppable force of death and destruction. Abigail had unconsciously tapped her raw Force potential, and in her rage she tapped the darkside as well. The pirates had fled, but still her mother was terrified. Her fear wasn’t of her daughter, but for her. She had no idea what was going on, but it was something she knew she couldn’t cope with. Tiara did the only thing she could think of. She handed Abigail over to the Jedi. She was, at age eight, considered to old to train by most Jedi, but a single Jedi Master, Master Qui-Gon Jinn, believed otherwise. Abigail would experience episodes of uncontrolled outbursts of power that endangered everyone around her. Master Jinn argued fervently that it was in the council’s best interest to train her to control her power, less she hurt someone on accident. After much debate it was decided that training was the best option. Over the next decade she became an outstanding Padawan. She shared a strong bond with her Master, Master Frint, and they were frequently sent on dangerous missions together. Then tragedy struck. On a mission while trying to resolve a hostage situation Abigail’s Master was killed. In a rage, Abigail killed the terrorists responsible. Her future as a Jedi Knight was now in jeopardy. The council was divided about what to do with her. In the end they allowed her to stay in the order. She passed her trials, and became a full Knight. For a decade Abigail served the Jedi well. She even took her own Padawan, and for a while everything was as it should be. But when her Padawan was killed, Abigail once again touched the Darkside. With no more then a thought she crushed the killers heart with the Force. Disgusted at her actions, Abigail left the order. She has been seeking her mother, and trying to come to terms with her own dark nature ever since. -----signature----- You have to organize us. We're not cowards, we'll do as you tell us, we'll fight. No. - Why not? - Soldiers deserve soldiers, Sir But one soldier, against seventeen. What are you going to do? I'm going to kill them all, Sir. BrentusofGath =
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witchdoctor187 Registered: Aug '07	Date Posted: 6/18 4:29pm Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey - Date Edited: 6/18 4:30pm (1 edits total) Edited By: witchdoctor187
	Name: Kay Qel-Dramas Gender: Male Age: 28 Species: Human Homeworld: Ossus Era: 3,996 BBY Old Republic Personality ---Traits: Is a strong leader and loyal to the ones under his command, he is also known as a superior lightsaber wielder. ---Likes: Exploring the outdoors, and a drink on occasion ---Dislikes: arrogant people, space flight Appearance ---Skin Color: Caucasian but fairly tanned ---Hair Color: dark brown and cut very short ---Eye Color: A penetrating green ---Clothing: Traditional Ossus robes, a light brown on the inside covered by a dark brown robe and leather boots. ---Other Attributes: is a fair pilot when needed even though he dislikes flying ---Other Details: Stands 6’1 and weighs 180 pounds and his body is muscular but not bulky, these two factors make him slightly intimidating to strangers. His face is rugged but still has a tint of youth to it. He also has unshaven stubble on his face, adding to his rugged demeanor. He also carries scars from lightsabers, one across his abdomen, the other on the back of his right shoulder. Weapons: Lightsaber The Force ---Sensitivity: 8 ---Religion: Jedi ---Lightsaber -----Crystal(s): Adegan, Solari, Eralam -----Blade(s): Single blade -----Color(s): Green -----Handle Description(s): http://parksabers.com/arcwave.html -----Lightsaber skill: 10 Biography: born on Ossus, Kay didn’t lead a very normal lifestyle due to being force sensitive, he was taken by the Jedi at a young age. He was trained by famous master such as Odan-Urr, Vodo-Siosk Bass, and Ood Bnar. And even though he lived on Ossus along with his parents, he never visited them, in fact he had nearly forgotten about them. He went through the years as an average student, not excelling to his fullest. He was actually picked last when selection came for padawans. If Kay had not been chosen by his new master Gideon Karn he would have been sent to work in the Jedi relief corps where padawans who were not selected went and were never able to be selected again. This surprised Karn’s superiors who thought it a bad choice, but Karn saw something in the young padawan that no one else saw, the same thing his master saw him when he was that age. He learned much under Master Karn and his grip on the force became stronger. Karn, being one of the best lightsaber wielders in the order, taught him how to use seven lightsaber forms more efficiently. He also taught him different forces powers and languages. Finally the day had come when Kay was 22, that he would take the trials into Knighthood. He passed and was therefore promoted to the rank of Knight. He passed through the years and distinguished himself through selfless and honorable acts, becoming a favored Jedi among the high Jedi masters. When he was 27 he was promoted to the rank of master and given a seat on the council. This was uncommon that a man of only 27 became a Jedi master, but there was more to Kay then met the eye. But before Kay was able to select and train a padawan, the Sith attack Ossus in the last major battle of the Great Sith War. With the massive supernova heading on a collision course for Ossus from the destruction of the Cron Cluster, the Jedi were hard pressed to evacuate everyone while also attempting to beat back the Sith. When the last of the personnel was being evacuated, the Sith broke through the lines, making a straight shot for the transports in hopes of destroying them. Through the ensuing chaos the last few Jedi had been killed, leaving only Kay between the transports and the approaching Sith army. Rather than evacuating with the others, Kay chose to stay and defend the transports that were clear and open targets for the Sith. He fought his way out of the courtyard of the enclave and onto the open plains, where he held out long enough for the transports to escape. He then continued to hold out for another hour before being overwhelmed and shot. He lay there slipping in and out of unconsciousness. He lay there until the Sith left the planet before the supernova hit. Only the force kept Kay alive long enough for him to see the supernova coming right towards the planet he called home. As the supernova moved across the surface of the planet, Kay sat up, propped against a rock, awaiting his fate, the end of it all. But as the supernova hit him, Kay felt his life slip away until he was brought onto a higher plan. It was a dark and bleak world scattered with ruins. He felt around his body, his wounds were all healed and his mind was centered. If this was the afterlife, Kay didn’t want anything to do with it. He continued to search around for any sign of life, doubtful to find any.
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 6/18 6:10pm Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	Co-GM's CS Name: Qui-Gon Jinn Gender: Male Age: 44 Species: human Homeworld: unknown - Coruscant and the Jedi Temple are all he's ever known as home. Era: 48 BBY Personality ---Traits: Very humble, relies on the Living Force rather than the Unifying Force of most Jedi Masters, he is kind, considerate and always helpful to a point. ---Likes: Podraces, living for the moment ---Dislikes: Stuffy, staid individuals who refuse to see the forest for the trees. Appearance ---Skin Color: light ---Hair Color: light brown ---Eye Color: blue ---Clothing: modest robes ---Other Attributes: ---Other Details: long hair with some grey, Weapons: Lightsaber The Force ---Sensitivity: 9.5 ---Religion: Jedi ---Lightsaber -----Crystal(s): -----Blade(s): -----Color(s): Green -----Handle Description(s): normal, simple handle signifying a humble person. ---Force Weakness: ---Other Force Object(s): Biography: Qui-Gon was raised in the Jedi Temple on Coruscant and like most Jedi, never knew his homeworld or parents. Trained by Count Dooku, he was idealistic in his youth, but became disillusioned with the Jedi way. He began to understand what his Master had been saying about the Jedi losing their way, yet he was not so radical as to abandon them in their time of need. In time, he learned to draw on the Living Force, which is very different from the Unified Force most Jedi, cautioning one to live in the moment, rather than attempt to play with 'what if' scenarios. Sensing the future - to Qui-Gon - became tertiary before sensing the moment and doing the right thing. Too many Jedi relied on the Force for living their daily lives and Qui-Gon did not quite understand their standoffishness on the subject. One day, Qui-Gon entered the Jedi Council chambers to find a little girl of about 8 being tested by the Council. They were skeptical, but Qui-Gon could feel the Living Force surging through her. He knew they would refuse to train the girl, and Qui-Gon currently had a padawan of his own. Instinctively, he sought out his old friend Master Frint to train the girl, knowing Frint would listen to his counsel that the child was special and worthy of being trained. After much argument in the Council, Frint accepted young Abigail as her padawan. Qui-Gon could have no idea how the events of the future would unfold for Frint and Abigail, for he disappeared only 3 years later, into a nightmarish place full of hostility... -----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
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ForceForever Registered: Apr '08	Date Posted: 6/18 6:44pm Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	OOC: The best thing about this game is that we can start without a lot of people. IC: Abigail Location: Ruins Abigail’s eyes snapped open, and her body jerked into motion. She was instantly a few meters away from the position she had been in, her eyes scanning the area for any signs of hostiles. There were none. She relaxed slightly, trying to figure out how much time had passed since she had dosed off. The clouds in the sky never let up, always they were a dark brown smear. She couldn’t tell if it was day or night. This had thrown her sense of time off. She knew she had been here for several days, maybe weeks, catching naps when she could and fighting off the “Clickers”, feline alien predators that made a horrible “Clicking” noise before they strike, when she was unfortunate enough to come across them. Food was a problem. The “Clickers” she had determined were unsuitable to eat, and she had not come across any other animals yet. So far she had been surviving off of a root, more like a tuber, that tasted like chalk but had all the characteristics of a high nutrient plant. It rained almost ninety percent of the time so water wasn’t a problem. Abigail stretched working the kinks out of her back. The hard floor of these ruins made lousy beds but she didn’t dare sleep out in the open. She unwrapped some of her chalk tubers, taking a few bites before replacing them in her belt pouch. Sounds of movement from outside caught her attention. She scrambled to a hole in the wall, looking out at the barren wasteland. Her eyes caught sight of the origin of the sounds. There maybe twenty meters away was a man, a human from the looks of him, making his way across the rock strewn ground. She was about to call out when she heard it. An awful clicking sound coming from the ruins to the man’s right. She saw it a Clicker, its black coat of fur slicked back, its yellow teeth visible even from the distance she was at. It rose from its concealment, its ears pinned back to its head, and she knew it was about to spring. He was to far away for her to get there in time, and if she didn’t warn him she doubted he would see the attack until it was too late. She did the only thing she could. She screamed “LOOK OUT!” Tag: Witchdoctor187 -----signature----- You have to organize us. We're not cowards, we'll do as you tell us, we'll fight. No. - Why not? - Soldiers deserve soldiers, Sir But one soldier, against seventeen. What are you going to do? I'm going to kill them all, Sir. BrentusofGath =
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witchdoctor187 Registered: Aug '07	Date Posted: 6/18 7:45pm Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	IC: Kay Qel-Dramas LOOK OUT! That is all Kay heard before he heard the clicking and smell of the fowl breath of whatever was approaching him, and fast. he quickly pulled his lightsaber from his belt and ignited it. The handle emitted a green blade which sliced through the animal with ease as Kay propelled himself into the air just above the animals head. swing his blade under him as he flipped over the animal, severing its head from it's neck. he landed lightly back onto his feet and quickly made a thorough scan of the area around him. his eyes then fell upon the entrance of a ruins where a young woman about Kay's age stood. Kay began to saunter towards the young woman. he hung his lightsaber hilt back upon his belt "So i suppose a thanks is in order, miss...?" he asked in hopes of discovering the woman's name, but it didn't matter when they were introduced. it looked like they were stuck in the same nightmare, they would know each other eventually. Tag: ForceForever
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ForceForever Registered: Apr '08	Date Posted: 6/18 8:09pm Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	IC: Abigail Location: Ruin entrance "So i suppose a thanks is in order, miss...?" Abigail was a bit taken aback by his demeanor. Here they were, total strangers on an unforgiving planet with no way off and a mutilated corpse of what she could only classify as a monster, and he was being smug? “Abigail.” She motioned him inside the ruins. “Get inside before you attract the whole pack.” She pointed to the dead creature. “That Clicker was a scout the rest are not far behind.” She put the make shift barricade back up after he entered. It was flimsy, and probably wouldn’t hold long if a Clicker attacked it, but it was better then nothing. Settling down herself she offered the man a chalk tuber. “They’re pretty nasty tasting but its all there is.” She regarded him for a minute before speaking again. “So where are you from? Any idea where this is?” Tag: Witchdoctor187 -----signature----- You have to organize us. We're not cowards, we'll do as you tell us, we'll fight. No. - Why not? - Soldiers deserve soldiers, Sir But one soldier, against seventeen. What are you going to do? I'm going to kill them all, Sir. BrentusofGath =
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witchdoctor187 Registered: Aug '07	Date Posted: 6/18 9:51pm Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey - Date Edited: 6/18 9:54pm (2 edits total) Edited By: witchdoctor187
	IC: Kay “They’re pretty nasty tasting but its all there is.” "Well i have eaten worse in my day," he said taking the root from her and biting into it. A look of disgust soon followed, those nasty things he had eaten in the past actually sounded like an exquisite meal compared to this. He looked over at her. When they first met he could see that she was taken back by his subtle and calm demeanor. he didn't mind though, if this was truly the afterlife then why not by a little happy, even though this was far from his idea of paradise. “So where are you from? Any idea where this is?” "Where am i from? well now that you mention it i was caught up in the supernova on Ossus just before it was destroyed. And to answer your second question, i have no idea where here is, i speculated it was the afterlife, even though i doubt that there are feline type maneaters in the afterlife that the gods have provided for us, unless they aren't as kind as we make them out to be. he said with a slight smile that was soon wiped away by the distant howl of the "Clikers". "Well we better settle in for the night. try to get the most rest we can, then maybe we can more thoroughly explore this place, whatever it is. i'll take first watch, you get some sleep." Tag: ForceForever
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ForceForever Registered: Apr '08	Date Posted: 6/19 12:18am Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	IC: Abigail Location: Ruins "Where am i from? well now that you mention it i was caught up in the supernova on Ossus just before it was destroyed. And to answer your second question, i have no idea where here is, i speculated it was the afterlife, even though i doubt that there are feline type maneaters in the afterlife that the gods have provided for us, unless they aren't as kind as we make them out to be." Abigail almost choked on her tuber. He was still making jokes. "Ossus, Right. Some how I doubt that your that 'Old'." She looked up at him to see his face as a mask of seriousness. Reaching out with the Force she could feel him being honest. "You can't be serious? The Ossus Supernova happened almost four thousand years ago!" Her mind raced as she tried to figure out what was happening. She knew from the force that he was telling the truth, but there was no possible way for him to have survived that long. "Well we better settle in for the night. try to get the most rest we can, then maybe we can more thoroughly explore this place, whatever it is. i'll take first watch, you get some sleep." He was right She could figure this out later after a good sleep, something she hadn't experienced since she had gotten here. She settled against the stone support column, relaxing her body and letting her mind drift into unconsciousness. Tag: Witchdoctor187 OOc: You can wake me in a bit for my watch. -----signature----- You have to organize us. We're not cowards, we'll do as you tell us, we'll fight. No. - Why not? - Soldiers deserve soldiers, Sir But one soldier, against seventeen. What are you going to do? I'm going to kill them all, Sir. BrentusofGath =
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Lauren_Solo Registered: Jun '07	Date Posted: 6/19 2:33am Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey - Date Edited: 6/19 2:55am (1 edits total) Edited By: Lauren_Solo
	both GM's approved!! Name: Padmé Amidala Gender: female Age: 23 Species: human Homeworld: Naboo Era: 23 BBY Personality ---Traits: Very trustworthy an honorable, Padmé always sees reason over argument and tries to influence others to see the same, but she’s perfectly capable of handling herself in a fight too. ---Likes: the beach, the water, guys named Anakin ---Dislikes: war, famine, disease, unreasonable people Appearance ---Skin Color: white ---Hair Color: dark brown ---Eye Color: brown ---Clothing: usually Padmé wears expensive clothes, as befitting a former Queen and current Senator, but when she was taken to this strange place she is wearing a tight, form fitting white, plain outfit. ---Other Attributes: athletic and strong ---Other Details: She has a very cute mole on her left cheek and a smaller one on the right Weapons: a standard blaster for now The Force: N/A Biography: Born into the upper class of Naboo, Padmé was immediately placed in good schools and started to love politics. By the time she graduated, everyone was already talking about her being Queen. After getting tangled into something sinister in her first year as Queen, Padmé served out the rest of her two terms with determination. Once the new Queen was elected, Padmé was prepared to serve in any way possible. She was picked to be senator and intended to help the Republic in any way she could. Padmé had only been on Coruscant for a short time as a Senator. She was practicing self defense with a blaster knocking remotes out of the air with stun bolts. Suddenly she felt disoriented, when she finally regained her senses she was in a barren wasteland with no idea how she'd gotten there. -----signature----- I the stories of VaderLVR64... ginchy, Jade_pilot... Jade_Max, Jedi-Ant... and many more! My first fic! http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/27060479/p1/?0
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 6/19 7:57am Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	IC - Qui-Gon Jinn burnt out ruin A howling wind whipped through a crumbling ruin. Giant stone columns lay strewn about, cracked and broken amongst blackened, scorched earth. Darkness enshrouded the entire area, as if a gloom seeped from the very ground, coating everything in nothing. Qui-Gon wandered out from the charred remains of a building. The Living Force seemed to draw in a breath and hover before him, like ghostly pale death. Everything was wrong somehow. His memory of the last twenty-four hours was hazy at best and he had no idea of how he'd gotten to this still and silent, but eerily alive place. Trying to focus his mind on the now, he recalled seeing eleven year old Abigail's face only the last evening. He, Master Frint and the girl had been in the Room of a Thousand Fountains. Abigail had been staring at him again; even in the middle of his meditation he knew she was curious about something. "Yes, young Abi?" he'd admonished, not even opening his eyes "What can I help you with?" She'd turned away at that moment, feeling the stern countenance from her master beckoning her back to meditation. After that, there were few clear memories. Qui-Gon only remembered sitting down on his bed, ready to remove his lightsaber, and then somehow being here. It was unsettling to say the least. The Force also seemed to be reeling, as if struck dumb upon the head, but his connection was still strong, for the moment. A deafening roar shook the crumbling rock. Qui-Gon looked up to see treetops in the distance quivering then falling, as if some massive wave of cutter droids were felling them. The wave approached and suddenly an urging from the Force, and another feral howl, convinced him that it was time to leave this place, in the opposite direction. Running as fast as he could, Qui-Gon could hear the rumbles of whatever was following him dying away. As he stepped beyond the edge of the woods, a barren wasteland - stark and empty - greeted his sight. "Strange," he wondered aloud, "such a contrast." He turned back to the green, thick forest, then back again to the vast emptiness of the terrain before him. A tug from the Force pulled his eyes toward a young, attractive, brown-haired girl in the distance. She appeared lost and bewildered as well, and he walked over to her. Bowing, he said, "Forgive me for being so forward, my name is Qui-Gon and I am wondering if you know any more about this place than I do? I've only just arrived and am quite lost." Another loud screech echoed across the barren plains and Qui-Gon reached out with the Force, grasping the identity of a hostile flying creature approaching in the distance. It appeared not to have noticed the presence of two humans yet, but Qui-Gon was anxious to hear this lady's story and then find cover. Tag: Lauren_solo -----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
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Lauren_Solo Registered: Jun '07	Date Posted: 6/19 5:43pm Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	IC – Padmé barren plain Padmé turned at the sound of the voice. "Forgive me for being so forward, my name is Qui-Gon and I am wondering if you know any more about this place than I do? I've only just arrived and am quite lost." She couldn’t believe her eyes. The first thing that came to her mind pushed out of her mouth. “Qui-Gon!” she rushed over to him and then got control of herself. “I mean, Master Jinn.” Then it finally really hit her. “But you’re dead!!” He’d died almost ten years ago, helping her drive the Trade Federation off Naboo. But it really was him, a little younger perhaps, as if that were somehow possible. Forgetting etiquette, Padmé lept into his arms, almost not even hearing the loud screech in the distance. “How!?” she demanded. “Darth Maul killed you, or so we were told. And what’s that sound?” Tag: Brentus -----signature----- I the stories of VaderLVR64... ginchy, Jade_pilot... Jade_Max, Jedi-Ant... and many more! My first fic! http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/27060479/p1/?0
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Ktala Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 6/19 5:48pm Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey - Date Edited: 6/19 5:52pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Ktala
	STAMPED WITH SEAL OF APPROVAL! Character Sheet Name: Keheen Shurre Gender: Female Age: 20 Species: Trianii Homeworld: Trian Era: Old Republic - 20 BBY Personality ---Traits: Quiet and amazingly gentle, despite her huge size. She wears two long strands of beads in her fur, and yanks on her tail fur when she is deep in thought. ---Likes: Younglings, exotic scents, traveling ---Dislikes: Liars, bullies, large cities Appearance ---Skin Color: FUR:Brown and Black stripes ---Hair Color: See above ---Eye Color: Deep Violet ---Clothing: Loose l. Blue tunic that hides utility belt, Green Poncho ---Other Attributes: Physical Description: Humanoid, slender, with short colorful fur, feline facial features, sharp claws, and a prehensile tail. ---Other Details: Weapons: Claws The Force ---Sensitivity: 5 ---Religion: Trianii Religion ---Lightsaber : None -----Crystal(s): -----Blade(s): -----Color(s): -----Handle Description(s): -----Lightsaber skill: 0 Biography: Keheen is a healer, and a minor cleric of her religion. As the middle daughter of a minor noble, she was afforded some freedoms, the greatest of which is travel. Her mother is a major religious leader for one of the larger temples in their homeland, but Keheen was not interested it going into the straight religious tribunal. She is force sensative, and that along with her knowledge of natural herbs and medicines helps her as a healer. She loved to travel, to see different types of arts, to experience things, not only from her own people, but from the many other humanoids that traveled throught their worlds. Had she not been steared towards the religious aspects, she probably would have been a great dancer, or perhaps an artist. She admired anyone who could do such things. But no, she had diffrent talents. When it was learned that she held a great 'gift' for healing, she was steared towards it, as very few of the major clerics had the ability. But she found that she enjoyed helping others, especially the small kits. But she still enjoyed traveling when she could get a chance. Being a middle daughter, she could afford to dissapear for small bits of time, without getting into trouble, and she took the time to do so whenever she could find it. Kaheen was touring the outer planets of the Trianii homeworld, and was on her way towards a religious retreat, travelling onboard a ship she had gotten passage on, for one of the Trianni outposts. The ship had made a quick stop for a refuling layover, when Kaheen noticed something that caught her eye. A plant, once she had been looking for for ages. She simply could not pass it up. She left the ship, collecting the flower, and the next thing she knew, she now finds herself someplace totally unexpected. -----signature----- Blessed are the cracked, for they let in the light!! Earth: The insane asylum for the universe. Cheap core bombs...only used once. HOIST THE COLORS!!!!!! AUG 29 - Sep 1 *DRAGON-CON!!!* (Im outta here!)
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nancyallen Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 6/19 10:32pm Subject: RE: Ambient Darkness: Prey
	Hey, have a character, it's been approved and all. Name: Cameron Jameson Phoenix Gender: Female Age: 39 Species: Human Homeworld: Onderan Era: Cameron was a Jedi in the Old Republic, about 4005 years BBY. Personality ---Traits: Especially for a Jedi Cameron is very blunt and to the point, indeed brutally so. A lot of the time she rejects Jedi teachings in favor of real world lesson, only resorting to the code as a defensive mechanism. She also appears to have a permanent chip on her shoulder, even when she appears relaxed there is very much an undercurrent of tension and a badly masked aggressive, hostile and confrontational attitude. ---Likes: People find it hard to distinguish just what Cameron likes, though it is well known that she got along well with the Jedi Exile and was supportive of her joining Revan and Malek to fight the Mandalorians. She also very much loves people who are not only exceptionally talented but have a very clear plan for the future and what they want out of life, it doesn't matter who they are those who have mapped out their future she will support every single time. ---Dislikes: Cameron absolutely hates Jedi bigotry and pushes against it as much as the Order allows her. Seeing Jedi themselves become bigheaded compels her to strongly voice her opinion about them, but to see hatred of Jedi simply because of who they are has Cameron quick to use her lightsaber in a threatening manner. Appearance ---Skin Color: Dark tan ---Hair Color: Light brown ---Eye Color: Green ---Clothing: Jedi robes ---Other Attributes: Cameron has scars all over her body as a result of years of combat, and resent ones in her head when she was attacked by anti Jedi extremists. ---Other Details: Weapons: Lightsaber The Force ---Sensitivity: 4. Cameron is a realist and believes in not restricting her Force powers to just those used by Jedi, she is perfectly happy for her and others in the Order to learn Sith techniques. She justifies this to her masters that even if so that they can know what the enemy is capable of it is necessary to learn. Because of her beliefs, or maybe in spite of them, Cameron has a relative lack of sensitivity to the Force. ---Religion: Jedi, and Cameron is an utter hypocrite about it. Not only does she resort to the code as a defense for her beliefs she even admits to being a Jedi simply because it gets to bigots who hate them. ---Lightsaber -----Crystal(s): Cameron uses a blue crystal common to Jedi Guardians, despite the fact when she was a Padawan she was considered better apt as a Sentinal. How wrong her masters were. Apart from it's color there is little signifying her lightsaber crystal. -----Blade(s): The blade appears more focused than that of a normal lightsaber, giving off a slightly lighter hue and giving the appearance of a wider, flatter edge. This may be because of the hilt. -----Color(s): Cameron, more so than perhaps any Jedi of the Old Republic, signified the role of a Jedi Guardian, from the way she was quick to defend their beliefs and launch into battle to the lighter shade of blue her lightsaber gave off. The blade seemed to glow lighter and darker at the same time. -----Handle Description(s): Cameron sought out a former Jedi turned Republic quartermaster for the construction of her lightsaber hilt. The finished article, something she paid good credits for, include the size of the handle itself and the activation switch being reduced; the switch being far easier to activate, the materials being of better quality than used in common lightsaber construction and borrowing the idea from firearms a safety preventing the Jedi weapon from igniting while it is switched on. The quality of the hilt seems to affect the color and style of the blade, the lens being originally for telescopic navigation and nuclear physics isotopes. -----Lightsaber skill: 7. Cameron fights with a very unorthodox and aggressive style, utilizing a combination of forms including Soresu, Ataru and Shien\Djem So. But rather than her skills in different stances or the aggressiveness of the forms themselves it is her ability to fight well one handed; with either hand, as well as the use of her body to add strength behind her weapon or to use it as a weapon itself in the form of kicks and unarmed close quarter combat that made her such a threat. Biography: Cameron has been a Jedi all her life, even though time and time again she strays from the code. It first began while she was a Padawan, when she chose to turn away from the Jedi and see what else there was in life. After years of journeying through the galaxy, during which time she entered and then left military service for the Republic, she returned to the Order. Despite facing stiff opposition she was allowed back and served loyally in conflict against Exar Kun, during which time she was promoted to the rank of Jedi Knight. During her battle against the Dark Lord Cameron strayed omce again from the path of a Jedi, this time falling in love with an apprentice named Shiro Phoenix and giving birth to a son. When word of this came out there were calls for Cameron to be exiled from the Order, however she managed to get some of the Jedi Masters on side so they could see that despite the Jedi's views on love she was still loyal and walked the light path, and thus was allowed to remain a Jedi. She continued to call herself Cameron Jameson rather than Cameron Phoenix. By the time the Mandalorians began it's conquest of the galaxy Cameron had a number of complaints to her name, many of them in regard to the way she handled anti Jedi bigotry, but the Council had more important matters to worry about. Revan and Malek were calling on other Jedi to turn from the Order and follow them to defend the Republic. Cameron gave them her blessing and every encouragement to the Jedi Exile to do what she believed was right, but against every desire she had to stop the threat; against every maternal instinct as a mother, Cameron obeyed the Council and chose not to fight, believing they could be trusted in making the right decision. Not long after Revan and Malek became Sith however, Cameron was attacked because she was a Jedi, and her son was taken from her so that he couldn't be influenced by her beliefs. She was understandably a little miffed, but when the Council refused to help her the Jedi Knight exploded. It had been a long build up of frustration for her, from hearing how her friend the Exile was cast out and those who believed she should have been put to death to the Jedi masters picking and choosing what action they should take as opposed to doing what she believed they knew was right. She flatly condemned the Council over their lack of action. They in turn, still reeling from the Mandalorian Wars and the betrayal of Revan and Malek, stripped her of her status. However, as part of her trial, Bastila Shan was to seek out Cameron and see whether or not she was fit to be a Jedi. Upon meeting her Bastila thought the woman was nothing like how the Council described her...she didn't try and strike her down or speak against the Jedi. But Cameron made the ordeal anything but easy for her. Bastila quickly learned that reciting Jedi teachings would have no effect, she had to get into her mind and see things from her perspective. Given that she was more rash at a younger age Bastila even tried fighting Cameron, but the Jedi had years of training and experience over her and easily bested the young Bastila. To her surprise Cameron didn't seem to try and kill her, or even hurt her, just to make her cry out in pain enough to stop fighting. Cameron eventually was able to stress upon Bastila that anything the Jedi could teach her was useless if it could not be adapted for the real world. With that lesson taught, Cameron explained her story to Bastila before begging her for healing. She promised the Jedi would do what they can to offer grief counseling and to overcome the loss of her son, but everything Cameron tried was in vain. She had to make those who took him from her pay, make them see the suffering she had faced. -----signature----- Even as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, for God is with me.
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