Location: The Iskalon waterworld A three-seater ARC-170 skimmed over the calm blue waves, to the oddly shaped structure in the middle of the sea. [image=[url]http://i1004.photobucket.com/albums/af162/yavin1pics/Adoptions/rpfvenue.jpg][/url] A double-skinned plexiglase dome revealed itself to be two separate domes as the coverings rose in two separate directions to permit the craft access to the main landing pad, a black circle ringed in yellow. The newest RPF Adoptions Coordinator, Sith-I-5, stepped off the white fuselage, onto the landing pad, waved back to his clone pilot, and noticed that a strip on the craft?s blunted nose proudly proclaimed that ?My other craft is a Firespray-31!? Waiting at the edge of the pad, outside the gold ring, someone to greet him; an ominous looking twi?lek with pale white skin, piercing red eyes, clad in voluminous tan robes, leads the Coordinator into the loading area. THWAP! Sithy looked over with a start at the heavy slab of bronzium-coloured carbonite that has just dropped off a two-wheeled trolley, half a dozen thin spines pushing above the surface of the hardened metal. ?The [link=[url]http://boards.theforce.net/fan_art/b10020/p1]FanArt[/link][/url] moderator chose to join us, did she?? He quipped with a smile, confusing his larger companion. ?What-? ?HanSolo29.? Sithy indicated the carbonite. ?Uh, no. That isn?t Solo.? * * * * Several internal corridors later, a huge, high-ceilinged chamber whose tall rectangular windows look out on the calm sea, and had been the extravagant dining room of the late shipping magnate, Stromberg, now had a repeater screen at one end, over a stage and gold-colored lecturn, set in front of several dozen chairs. From the doors at the back of the room, Sith-I-5 gazed in surprise at the number of new and potential players filling the seats, waiting for the presentation to start. ?Wow, Mitch. How did you get all these people to come? Promise free food and drink?? Looking up at Mitch Nifesta, Force Sensetive SGIS agent and his own favourite fiction and roleplaying creation, he noticed that the twi?lek was clearly pleased with himself. ?Twi?lek dancing girls. Blue twi?lek dancing girls.? ?Blue, eh? Clearly pushing the boat out.? He spotted some female heads amongst the seated audience. ?So how did you get the ladies along?? ?Promised them Wolverine with his kit off.? Mitch looked uncertain now, ?Speaking of which, how do you un-freeze carbonite?? I-5 recalled the incident in the loading bay, ?That was Wolverine?! How did you lure him into a carbon freezing chamber?? ?I am not without a certain charm!? ?What?d you do, bait it with Tresemme?? The Coordinator waved a dismissive hand. ?I don?t wanna know. Return of the Jedi dvd. Jabba?s Palace. Princess Leia frees Han from the stuff. Just watch what she does, and if that fails,? he indicated his fellow tf.n members, ?one of them will know.? Leaving the twi'lek to sort out the details, Sith-I-5 made his way down the carpeted centre aisle, climbed the short steps to the stage, and stepped behind the shiny yellow lecturn. He looked out at the expectant faces, and tried not to quail. He really wasn't that good in front of people, but, he was the Roleplaying Forum's Adoptions Coordinator now, and the buck stopped with him. Fortunately, Mitch had thought of everything, an A4 sheet of white paper reminding him that IF ALL ELSE FAILS, IMAGINE THEM NAKED. Thanks, Mitch. "Thank you all for coming. We are here to continue the great work of the previous Coordinator, Ktala, in providing a place for new roleplayers to learn how we do things on the Roleplaying Forums. Interested parties, be you roleplaying beginners, RP-ing veterans from elsewhere, or experienced players who wish to volunteer your services and share your wisdom; can visit and post here. Questions can be asked here, and the permanent teaching staff, comprising Edit: Thread got closed because of a new version.