<O====MG-GSE====O> "No, I am your father"

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  1. Coruscant Force Ghost

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    As of this point, the two Murderers have been chosen.

    Welcome to the Main Game GHOST SHIP EXECUTOR!

    Dramatis Personae

    1. Coruscant - Admiral Firmus Piett, ghost

    2. The_Loyal_Imperial - Lord Darth Vader (ESB - the moment he's informed that Luke has arrived on Bespin)

    3. Zedd-Vega - Sev (Republic Commando-Triple Zero)

    4. DarthCobain - Cade Skywalker

    5. Blade15 - Corran Horn (NJO and onwards)

    6. Trimaj - Han Solo (Dark Nest series)

    7. Reynar_Tedros - Lando Calrissian

    8. Suzuki_Akira - Anakin Skywalker

    9. KenKenobi - Nom_Anor

    10. HanSolo29 - Han Solo (ESB - right after the evacuation of Hoth)

    11. Lord_Vivec - HK-47 (KOTOR 2: TSL)

    12. GrandAdmiralJello - Emperor Palpatine

    13. Mitth_Fisto - Admiral Daala

    14. Burning_Hatred - Duron Qel-Droma

    15. Thrawn1786 - Padme Naberrie Skywalker(CW cartoon, "Labyrinth of Evil", ROTS cut scenes)

    16. MrZAP - Jorus C'boath

    17. Star_Rocker - Revan

    18. Prenn the Awesome - Chewie, suckas

    19. Aragorn327 - Tan Maarek Stele

    20. solojones - Obi-Wan Kenobi (End of the CW)

    21. Inty - Jabba the Hutt (right before ROTJ, just after receiving Han Solo in carbonite)

    22. Sinre - Grand Admiral Gilad Pellaeon just before Revelation(Legacy of the Force series - right before the book "Revelation")

    23. Amidala_wannabe - Princess Leia(ROTJ)

    24. s65horsey - Mirax Terrik Horn (NJO and beyond)

    25. Spaceman_Spiff - Yoda (ROTJ, before Luke comes back to finish his training)

    26. -DarthTalon- - Darth Talon

    27. Yuul_Shamar - Darth Caedus (LOTF series)

    28. JediANGELA - Jaina Solo

    29. Rebecca_Daniels - Wes Janson

    30. KaraJadeKim - Mara Jade Skywalker

    31. captain-fantastic- Garik "Face" Loran

    32. Master_Starwalker - Luke Skywalker (Legacy of the Force series, at the end of the book "Revela
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  2. solojones Chosen One

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    IC: Obi-Wan

    As he was staring down Dooku, standing tensely at Qui-Gon?s side, praying his master would not listen to the Sith, Obi-Wan began to feel a sudden rush of what was unmistakably a blackout. He?d had enough of those in his time to know what it felt like, but this one seemed to come out of nowhere. No hit, no fatigue, not even the feeling of phantom fingers around his throat. But that was not the most usual or worst part.

    The Force was gone. Or rather, Obi-Wan?s connection to it was. As quickly as blackness appeared before his eyes, so did a dark shroud fall down in his mind, sending him more reeling than the physical blackness ever could.

    Just before he lost consciousness, Obi-Wan had the cold, grim thought that this must be Dooku?s doing.

    TAG: no one yet
  3. Yuul_Shamar Force Ghost

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    Nov 3, 2004
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    IC: Caedus

    Caedus had one moment been addressing Dooku and the next waking up in this, this, this cell! What was worse was he found that his possesions were gone, and he seemed limited somehow from using the force. He could still use it but it did not seem like he wouldbe able to use it against the cell. Looking about he quickly began trying to figure a way out of this cell without access to his normal abilities.

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  4. Spaceman_Spiff Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Nov 30, 2001
    star 4
    OOC: Okay, before I get started, I gotta ask, on behalf of everybody, who I am sure would be interested in knowing, do we have memories of anything that happened in the pre-game? Did that stuff actually happen to us? How are we treating that? Thanks for the answer.

    *Watch Corner Gas on Superstation WGN.*
  5. s65horsey Otter-loving Former EUC Mod

    Member Since:
    Jun 24, 2006
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    IC: Mirax Horn

    The last thing she remembered had been wandering the corridors. There was a flash in the corner of her eye and then darkness. She didn't know what had happened. She struggled to regain consciousness. Slowly, she convinced her eyes to open and found herself lying on a cot covered in a sheet. Sitting up hurt a big, but she managed to get herself upright and looked around.

    A cell was laid out before her, she was imprisoned. Drat, what happened? she thought to herself. "CORRAN! THIS ISN'T FUNNY! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!" yelling at the top of her lungs, she hoped someone could hear her.

    "Ugh, what am I wearing?"

    Tag: No one
  6. solojones Chosen One

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    Sep 27, 2000
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    OOC: I assumed from Cor's description that we knew all that (otherwise it'd be pointless), we just all blacked out at once and woke up in cells.

    IC: Obi-Wan

    Later. He had no idea how much later, for he was just as disoriented as before, if not more. But he awoke, groggily. Before he opened his eyes, he already felt nearly blinded by a bright light in? wherever it was he had been taken.

    Groaning, Obi-Wan put a hand over his brow to shield his eye before he slowly sat up and opened them.

    He found himself in a decidedly small and harsh cell of sorts. He had been fitted with some sort of white prison jumpsuit. He was all alone, and with nothing that could pass for creature comforts. The thin mattress, meagre sheet, lone thin pillow, and generally stolid look of the room paled in ominous impression, however, in comparison with his still Force-blind state. It was something Obi-Wan had only experienced a few time in his life, and never in such an immediate and inexplicable way. Though he had suspected Dooku, he had been taken prisoner by Dooku before, and that had been quite different. Obi-Wan had an awful feeling something far more sinister and broad might be going on here, part of this whole strange summoning.

    So it was entirely up to him and his faith in the presence of the Force though he could not feel it to calm himself, despite the grim situation. Even without his feeling it, the Force could still guide him, he knew. And that seemed a very necessary thing given his current situation.

    Not to delay a moment, Obi-Wan pulled himself off the floor with a grunt. A decidedly wobbly feeling hung about him and he could do nothing to dispel it. But if he were to make a list of ideas for improving his current situation, sitting on the floor would be at the bottom of it. Seeing the forbidding door before him, he instinctively knew it must be locked. But, never one to take something for granted, he pushed at it anyone. Naturally, it did not budge.

    ?Wonderful,? he grumbled to himself. There was no time for dallying, but none for deep-set despair, either. The panic he naturally felt at having himself closed off from the Force was something he had to push firmly to the back of his mind, he knew, if he were going to get out of here quickly.

    Turning around, he glanced about the cell to see what he might be able to use. He noticed two small vents, one in the ceiling and one in the floor, and stared at them thoughtfully. Given what they?d found lurking about the walls in engineering, he wondered if there mightn?t be something here as well.

    It seemed worth a shot. So Obi-Wan took the bedsheet, rolled it up into a rope-like thing, tied one end firmly to the cot. He then began tugging at the grate on the floor vent to see if it would come off?


    TAG: Piett
  7. Spaceman_Spiff Jedi Master

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    Nov 30, 2001
    star 4
    OOC: That's what I thought, but I just wanted to make sure, because it becomes important when characters eventually get back together whether or not the plans we formulated can still occur, knowwhatImean?

    IC Yoda:

    Yoda was back among the other Masters, and was about to gather them together to talk when he had blacked out, almost in the same way as he had when he first got on this ship, but this time, he found himself imprisoned in a cell of some sort. He tried to use the Force against the door, but it did not budge. He would have to try something else. However, he did not mind his surroundings. After all, hadn't he lived in a little shack for nearly two decades?

    He studied the grate in the floor. He tugged on it with both hands as hard as he could, but it was held fast. He was small enough, he was sure, to make it through, if he could only find a way to remove the cover.

    TAG: anyone, Coruscant

    *Watch Corner Gas on Superstation WGN.*
  8. solojones Chosen One

    Member Since:
    Sep 27, 2000
    star 9
    OOC: Also, if I'm reading this right, when we die, we can still interact as ghosts, so long as we don't interfere? :eek: :D
  9. silverfighter Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Apr 28, 2007
    star 4
    IC as Zannah

    The last fuzzy memory she had was walking with Bane, plotting how to pacify the Force by being rid of all those who confused it. But now her master was no where to be seen, only the thick grey walls of a cell. She jumped up, furious with herself for being in this situation and reached for her lightsaber...

    ... Only to find it was not longer on her belt. With a yell of fury she punched the nearest wall, her knuckles letting out a few very loud snaps. Storming over to the door she yelled a few choice words at the thick metal, knowing she wouldn't be heard and not particularly caring. She would find a way out of this mess, but how was the question.

    Tag: Ummm... Anyone?


    OOC:
    I'm probably not going to be able to be on anymore, will I miss much? [face_worried]

  10. Coruscant Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Feb 15, 2004
    star 6
    IHM (In Host Mode)

    sj: don't abuse. ;)

    Spiff: Memories are retained. :)
  11. Blade15 Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Mar 5, 2008
    star 1
    IC: Corran Horn

    Corran jolted awake, sitting up in a flash as conciousness returned to him. His head then began to twirl as diziness ensued. He grabbed his head, letting it stabalize. After he had recovered, he looked around. He was in a small cell. He had no idea how he had got here. Last he knew, he was down in the engine room, looking around. He vaugely noticed that his clothes were changed. He got off of the cot and moved over to the door. Time to get out. He reached for his lightsaber..... but it was gone. He cursed to himself.

    His years of CorSec had taught him how to analyze situations and find a way out of everything. He looked around and quickly came to the conclusion that escape was impossible. So, he did the next thing he could think of. He shouted at the top of his lungs. "MIIIRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAXX!" He waited silently for a resposne.

    TAG: None

    OOC: Am i correct in assuming that force powers have not been restricted, merely are rendered useless against the cell?
  12. solojones Chosen One

    Member Since:
    Sep 27, 2000
    star 9
    OOC: Cor, are you responding to our attempts or are we just supposed to make something up?
  13. Rebecca_Daniels Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 3, 2006
    star 5
    IC: Wes Janson

    This must have been Hobbie's doing. For the second time, Wes was stuck somewhere he didn't want to be, in clothing he hated, with no one to talk to. Only Hobbie was smart enough to know that this was the only thing that would drive him mad. He glared down at the white garment - he wasn't going to deign it with a better word - and wished for ewoks. A whole troupe of ewoks, with slingshots. He'd be out of here in no time if he only had ewoks.

    With a sigh, Wes sat back on the horribly uncomfortable bed to wait it out. In reality, he probably ought to be happy that he at least had a bed. And heat. Hoth was still a painfully vivid memory. But at least on Hoth he'd been able to run around and annoy Hobbie, Wedge, Tycho, and the rest of the gang. He'd even settle for being stuck with Jabba, if that meant he could talk to or annoy someone.

    TAG: Absolutely no one
  14. Coruscant Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Feb 15, 2004
    star 6
    IHM

    Forces powers are NOT "gone." You can use them, but they're useless in getting you out of the cells, is all. :)

    sj: I'll be having a Piettipost up shortly. Stay in your little cells, meanwhile. :p
  15. Yuul_Shamar Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Nov 3, 2004
    star 4
    IC: Caedus

    Caedus had taken in the basic componets he had to work with in this cell. Now he turned his attention to detail. He began examining every inch of the door, its hinges if it had them, whether or not it had a window of any kind.

    Tag: Coruscant
  16. solojones Chosen One

    Member Since:
    Sep 27, 2000
    star 9
    OOC: Well *my* Force powers are gone, because I said so already before it was clarified :p We'll just say dampened within the cell by... Force... dampners...

    IC: Obi-Wan

    Obi-Wan finally managed to pull the grate off the vent, though his hands were red and scratched by the end of it. Before he decided to see if he could send the rope through to some other vent exit in the extremely vague hope of catching attention, or better yet, of getting hold of one of the bug droids, he leaned down and shouted through the vent.

    "Hello!"

    It echoed back at him.

    TAG: Piett
  17. Spaceman_Spiff Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Nov 30, 2001
    star 4
    OOC: Or, you could just edit your post as I just did, since we are still within the half hour mark. :p

    IC Yoda:

    Yoda took the sheet off the bed, tied one end to the grate and threaded the other end around the leg of the cot, then, he pulled with all his might, hoping that he had enough leverage to make the floor vent pop off, but alas, he did not. All he ended up with was some slight burns on his palms from the fabric.

    TAG: Piett, anyone else

    *Watch Corner Gas on Superstation WGN.*
  18. Inty Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Jan 1, 2008
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    OOC: What's Corran going to do to a door anyways with the Force? Attempt to fly it? :p

    IC: Jabba the Hutt

    Blackness surrounded Jabba the Hutt, and he opened his eyes. His odd dream had ended. He could go back to looking at his prized possession.

    Only he couldn't. He was in a small detention cell. He couldn't believe it. He could do such a thing to the great and mighty Jabba?

    His eyes circled his large body, noticing the poncho-like clothing that covered him. It made him look ... and feel ... like some sort of a Hutt prisoner. He was disgusted. He reached up with his tiny arms and grabbed the fabric and pulled at it, tearing it slightly, but gaining enough traction to pull it off. He tossed it towards the door, a sign to his captors that the great and mighty Jabba was not happy.

    He noticed a small mattress. He slithered his way towards it, and over it, leaving a thin, smelly slime on it. If they wanted to imprison him, he would simply desecrate anything and everything he could.

    That thought and action gave him pleasure, allowing a laugh to rumble forward from the depths of his belly.

    "You may have captured Jabba," he thought to himself, "but you haven't defeated him!"

    Tag:Cor?
  19. Blade15 Jedi Knight

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    Mar 5, 2008
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    IC: Corran Horn

    Corran was dismayed as he heard his shout reverberate slightly in the room and then nothing more. So, apparently no one could here him. He sat back down on the cot and stretched out with the Force. He could sense the area of the room, but nothing more. He tried to contact Mirax through the Force, but to no avail. He was now frustrated. He noticed the vents, but they were too small to do anything with. He dejectedly returned to his thoughts.


    EDIT: OOC- Nothing. I jsut wanted to clarify, since I thought that all of the other people were doing it wrong. :p
  20. Coruscant Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Feb 15, 2004
    star 6
    IC as Piett, Executor Detention Block


    Firmus centralized his consciousness and his presence amidst the wires of the detention block. He heard one of the Jedi shout "Hello!" into... an open vent! That would have to be fixed. Firmus sent a current of electricity spiraling through the vent and out the cell, attacking the Jedi. While the Jedi was busy, Firmus magnetized the grate back into place and jammed it there for good measure.

    "Why, yes, hello!" Firmus announced through the intercoms, to all cells. "I'm so sorry for the poor accommodations, but quite simply, the situation was getting out of hand so I took some preemptive action."

    Near the doors of all cells, a food tray slithered out of the wall: a small, unopened carton of blue milk and CoruChildrens' Animal Crackers! ?, including little wookiees and wampas...

    "Pleasure yourselves with some snacks, my guests," Firmus continued, "then we shall get down to business."


    TAG: any and all
  21. HanSolo29 Manager Emeritus + Official Star Wars Artist

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    Apr 13, 2001
    star 6
    IC: Han "Junior" Solo

    When Han finally awoke, he was no longer in the eerie confines of engineering and as far as he could tell, there was no sign of the mechanical rancor creatures either. He lifted his head up slowly, gently rubbing at the base of his skull in an attempt to stop the throbbing pain. He would need to try and avoid Pops for the time being in order to save himself from more embarrassment, but as his eyes began to roam the room, it appeared that that wasn't going to be a problem.

    The room was awfully sterile with no amenities aside from the cot he was lying on, a single sheet and a pillow. And there was the little fact that he was completely alone. It didn't take long to realize that he was in some kind of prison facility. "Damn rancor...cyborg creeps," Han grumbled as he pushed himself up into a sitting position on the cot. His hand automatically went down to retrieve the blaster that was usually strapped at his right thigh, but that had gone missing as well. That's when he remembered he had lost it when the beast had thrown him and upon further inspection, he discovered that it had also decided to give him a change of clothes.

    Another curse slipped from his mouth as he finally rose to his feet, resisting the pain that was still very evident in his head. He had other problems to sort out before he could treat a headache. He needed to get outta here. His eyes made another sweep of the room and that's when he spotted the two air vents and smiled. Without another moment's hesitation, Han kneeled back down and decided to try his hand on the one located in the floor. Placing his hands on either side of the grating, he began to tug in order to pull it free.

    TAG: Coruscant, Anyone
  22. Mitth_Fisto Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2005
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    IC: Admiral Daala
    Detention Cell

    Springing up quickly, she reached for a blaster that was no longer there and a wall that thankfully was as her head spinned slightly. Taking stock of her surroundings, and new 'attire' she lightly fingered her number tag. "E chu ta Fett!" she whispered darkly as the Huttese curse dripped from her lips like poison.

    This had to be his fault from his blasting the ceiling, probably cracked a canaster of some form of sleeping gas and left her helpless from whoever had done this...he probably had fled saving his own life with that air tight suit of his.

    Looking around she set to work, no use just sitting around. Taking a moment she looked into the two vents as best she could manage then set about tearing her blanket into strips and tieing them into a rope that she looped around one shoulder. Then carefully she went about lifting the mattress to look underneath.

    Then there was a voice that echoed through her cell, well at least she wasn't alone in her current fate. Although she wasn't about to touch the food and blue milk, even if their fiend hadn't killed them but imprissioned them it might only mean he wanted to enjoy the show of each and every one of them slowly. No use leaving a stone or hideaway unsearched in the meantime, setting to work she began flipping the cot off the bed.

    TAG: GMs
  23. Blade15 Jedi Knight

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    Mar 5, 2008
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    IC: Corran Horn

    Corran was still sitting peacefully on the cot when Piett's voice came over the intercom. He smiled at the gaiety and friendliness in his voice. So much unlike the real Piett, from what he had heard. The food popped through a slot, and since he had nothing better to do, Corran crossed the room and retrieved the food. He returned to the cot and began to eat. He was hungry, so even the small animal crackers were a welcome relief.

    TAG: None?
  24. Spaceman_Spiff Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Nov 30, 2001
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    IC Yoda:

    "Why, yes, hello! I'm so sorry for the poor accommodations, but quite simply, the situation was getting out of hand so I took some preemptive action."

    It was the same voice from before, the man who had sent them all to the Mess Hall originally, but this time, he seemed to have taken even more control over Yoda's life, and obviously those of everybody else on the ship, who were probably in similar predicaments.

    Then, a food tray slithered out of the wall, with milk and a brightly colored box on it.

    "Pleasure yourselves with some snacks, my guests, then we shall get down to business."

    Yoda would not be eating anytime soon. He did not believe it would be wise to take anything offered by this man at face value, so instead, he sat on the bed, closed his eyes, and meditated.

    TAG: Piett, anyone else

    *Watch Corner Gas on Superstation WGN.*
  25. s65horsey Otter-loving Former EUC Mod

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    IC: Mirax Horn

    A slot opened and some crackers and milk slid through it.

    "I will not eat your food!" She shouted to no one. She'd been taken captive before and she knew drugs tended to be in the food given. At some point she'd have to eat, but for now she felt alright.

    Getting up off the bed she paced around her cell, inspecting every inch of it. There were a few vents which she tapped on and yelled into. The door was definitely shut. She threw herself up against it a few times just to make sure, but nothing budged.

    Sighing, she sat back down on the bed and awaited further instruction.

    Tag: Piett
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