SWRPF Archive Protect Amidala

OOC: Ya yours in ok, but I heard everything.

 

OOC: I was already in the ship when I talked to Panaka.

 

OOC: Not you, Padme and the guard I was right there when they were walking cause she never said, they move away or whisper.

 

I'm going to stop rping here, I'm in too many rps right now, I got to go play Fossik my Ewok Jedi. thanks for the rp, maybe seeya around.

 

OOC: I used to be so obsessed with this website! And now my interests has flagged, but I will still rp if you want me to. And Jodo-Fett, you did NOT hear me. I said this right after I heard you had escaped. But whatever.

 

OOC: do you guys still need a Padme/Amidala?

 

No, because I am Amidala.

 

I'll be Rabe.

 

I think this thread is officially dead.

But that's just me.

 

Hehe, where was this? ON the 5th page?

 

OOC: What are you talking about Adelaide?

 

Don ask me..

 

OOC: If no one minds, I'll start this up again...
Name:Yané 'Yesaria' Irvings
Job: Handmaiden
Weapon: Royal issue blaster, lightsaber (given to her as a gift for her bravery)
Age: 15
Looks: Has a young, heartshaped face, Green eyes, Light auburn hair. About as tall as the rest of the handmaidens.
Force Powers(if any): None.
Bio: She is a Handmaiden to the queen and probably one of the youngest. Not much is known about her except that she has an extraordinary knack at healing skills and is extremely shy and has a low selfestime level.


IC: Protecting the queen was her duty. After all, wasn't that what a Handmaiden was trained for? She may have been shy, and sometimes known to have total break downs but she was one of the best at her job. Yané stood carefully placed behind her Queen, and beside Saché off to the right a few paces. All she could hope for was that no other attempt would be made on her friends life.

 

OOC: Okay. It's been dead for awhile.

IC: The Queen finished her business in the throne room. It was time to retire for the day. She rose and her faithful handmaidens followed her.

OOC: Don't know what else to do.

 

OOC:

IC: Once in the Royal chambers, Yané removed her hood and cowl and turned to the queen.
"What are we going to do, Your Majesty? We can't very well hide forever,"Yané said, speaking her mind. Everyone stared at her and she turned bright red. "I didn't mean anything by it but...It's not like you to hide," Yané said quietly, shuffling her feet nervously and wringing her hands in nervousness.

 

Amidala turned to Yané.

"You're right. But until we know exactly who is trying to kill me and why, I don't know if we should come out of hiding yet."

The Queen sat down.

"A few more days. If nothing turns up, we'll go out of hiding. I'm sure my handmaidens will be able to protect me."

 

Is anyone playing Eirtae yet?


~*^SARA^*~

 

OOC: Not that I'm aware of It would be really nice to have you join our 'little' RPG, Sara .

 

Ok here's my bio:

Name: Eirtaé Corsair
Job: Handmaiden to Queen Amidala
Weapon: Blaster
Age: 20
Looks: Blonde hair, green eyes, usually wears hooded gowns.
Force Powers: None
Bio: Eirtaé has been friends with the queen since she became a handmaiden. She came from a wealthy family, and has been trained in matters of etiquette, along with defense and languages. She would give her life for the queen without hesitation.


~*^SARA^*~

 

OOC: Welcome! Let's RP now, shall we?

IC: Amidala waited for her handmaidens to start taking off her headdress so she could get ready to go to bed.

 

Eirtaé began to take hairpins out of Amidala's hair. She lifted the headdress off and put it away.

"Goodnight, M'Lady."


~*^SARA^*~

 

Dang, this is still up and running, few, i gotta watch threads more carefully.

 

OOC: Oh hello, Rayson! Girls, this is the bartender of Titan Squadron! Rayson,these are my handmaidens! Over at TS, I'm an X-wing pilot, but over here, I am Queen!

IC: "Thank you, Eirtaé." Amidala got out of her dress without help and got into a nightgown, she said goodnight to her handmaidens and went to bed.

OOC: We need a plot for this. I know the purpose for this is to protect the Queen from would-be murderers, but that gets kind of redundant. The GM should probably decide this, but I haven't seen him around here in awhile...so, any ideas?

 

ooc:Hmm...all I got to say is: Rayson, may I quote you? ?

 

OOC: Well, if we're going to play this, let's play it!

IC: Amidala slept.

OOC: Gotta wait till mornin' ta do somethin'. And until y'all others get back here.