SWRPF Archive Star Wars: Shadow of the Black Sun

STAR WARS: Shadow of the Black Sun

It has been three years since the Battle over Naboo and the Trade Federation has begun to lose both its wealth and power in the mid-rim territories. In order to draw more allies to their cause, two Neimoidian Viceroys have sent their messenger, Gundar Kyratus to Coruscant to gain the help of the infamous gangster, Ziro the Hutt. Meanwhile, two Jedi Kights have been sent by the Jedi Council to Malastare to investigate the disappearance of a female Twi?lek circus performer.

Two Neimoidian Viceroys stare into space through the large window of their Lucrehulk-class Battleship. A droid approaches them, ?Masters, your messenger has arrived.?
Viceroy Numble turns around. ?Ahh, Bring him to us.?
The blast doors open. A short, hooded figure steps forward. Numble walks toward the center of the ships bridge. ?Ahhh, Gundar Kyratus, I presume??
The hooded figure nods and steps closer, dwarfed by the tall, slender Viceroys. The Neimoidians look at each other in confusion. ?We thought you be bigger?? Viceroy Moort explains, ?You supposed to be big, bad criminal? What are you, Jawa?? making the others in the room and even the droid laugh. ?You tiny!?, Viceroy Numble says with laughter. ?What you do? Pick pockets??

The short hooded being cracks a smile. His mouth peeks through his hood revealing his blue-ish skin, stubby nostrils and wide mouth full of sharp teeth. The being crouches, then hurls himself into the air, leaping over the Neimoidians heads and landing on his feet behind them. Viceroy Numble stares at the short figure, ?Well, that a good trick, but I don?t?? The Vicroy looks down and notices his clothes, torn to shreds, as they fall to the ground leaving him covered only by a single black tunic. He looks down at the creatures hand, holding a sharp blade, then back up and notices the short being grinning angrily. ?Call me a scoundrel and I?ll buy you a drink?? the figure says stepping closer to the Viceroy, forcing him to walk backward, ?Call me a thief and I?ll shake your hand? but call me short, and I?ll cut you into a thousand pieces and mail you to every system in the outer rim!? The short figure tears back his hood revealing his face: not a Jawa at all, an Aleen. His blue-toned face is decorated with a pink circle painted around his left eye and a scar that stretches from his bottom lip up to his eyebrow as if someone took a slash at him long ago.
Viceroy Moort tries to apologize to save HIS clothes, ?A thousand apologies, Gundar Kyratus, we didn?t think??
??No you didn?t think, did you!? Gundar interrupts. ?Alright, lets cut to the chase. If I go get this Ziro guy for ya, I wanna be we?ll paid. And none of this Trade Federation propaganda, I want cold, hard cash, under the table, got it??
Viceroy Numble wags his finger at the Aleen, ?You just go and get Hutts and Dugs to join us and you have anything you want.?
?Good?? Gundar chuckles with a raspy voice and a malicious smirk, ?I?ve got a good feeling about this? heh, heh??

Gundar turns and heads for the door. The droid walks with him, ?This way, master Kyratus, I will show you to your ship.?

Viceroy Moort watches the short, blue criminal walk away with a sigh of relief, ?What if he doesn?ta come back-uhh?? Viceroy Numble watches the blast doors close behind the Aleen with a worrisome look on his face, ?I?m more worried about if he does.?



[b]Rules:[/b]

This will be a lot of fun. I have given you only the opening above to build on. You, the players decide the rest. There really are no rules, other than the ones below. Make up new characters, or use ones already in existence. I don?t mind. This will be more fun if you form the plot yourselves. Build on the story of the missing Twi?lek and the tense relationship between The Black Sun Vigos from different worlds. Travel, investigate, get into heated battles: The limit is your imagination!

PM your CS to me for approval before posting. If you don?t, you will

 

Character Sheet:

Name: Gundar Kyratus
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Species: Aleen
Eye Colour: Yellow
Hair: None
Skin: Blue, Leathery
Clothing: dark grey vest, black cloth pants, leather wrist and ankle guards, brown leather holster belt.
Physique: 120cm-tall, short, stubbly legs.
Personality: Temperamental, manipulative, malicious. An Anarchist.
Force Sensitive: No
Weapon of Choice: K-23 Blaster Pistol (illegally modified), Felucian Blade (stolen and modified)
Ship: Trade Federation transport (borrowed)

Backstory: Gundar Kyratus was orphaned at birth on the planet Malastare. He was raised by a family of Dugs who introduced him to the world of Crime. When he was 7, a rival gang broke into his home and killed his adopted family, forcing him onto the streets to live a life of petty theft. When He was in his late teens, Gundar stowed away on a cargo ship headed for Coruscant, where he lived until he was 20. It was there that Gundar met a Dug named Armeo with whom he traveled the galaxy in search of riches. Since then, Gundar has been a Space Pirate, traveling from system to system, deceiving, tricking and robbing his way to fortune.

 

OOC: Correction: I referred to Gundar as an Aleen, he's actually an Aleena, Aleen is his homeworld.

 

GM Approved

Name: Dewu Torun
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Species: Kel Dor
Eye Colour: Deep blue
Hair: None
Skin: Bright Orange
Clothing: Jedi Robes
Physique: Very well built and toned
Personality: Inquisitive
Force Sensitive: Yes
Weapon of Choice: Two lightsabers
Ship: Basic Delta-7 Aethersprite Jedi Starfighter
Backstory: Raised by the Jedi Order at birth he was trained by Master Plo Koon himself as became a Jedi Knight early in his twenties, becoming a master of his own padawan at the age of thirty, he has spent the last few years in training with his padawan and has been sent on various missions by the council. The latest of which taught him to be more careful with his breath mask as a mugger nearly ripped it off of his face, that mugger left without his mask, and without an arm.

 

OCC:ALL PLAYERS: Post your CS once I have approved it. Thanks.

 

We still need a Female Twi'lek Circus Performer, some Gangstas and someone courageous enough to portray Ziro the Hutt. Any takers?

PM your CS to me...

-SotR

 

GM approved

Name: Zed Qwaylen
Age: 21
Gender: male
Species: human
home planetnderon
Eye Colour: ice blue
Hair: short light brown, with a padawan lock
Skin: light complexion
Clothing: tan jedi robes
Physique: muscular, well in shape
Personality: sarcasm and levity are two free services he offers, young and headstrong, doesn't always think before acting either, highspirited young man, and has much to learn of the living force. His strengths are his unwillingness to quit, his determination, and his sense of honor, no matter how many times he messes up, he is just as willing to set things right.
Force Sensitive: yes
Weapon of Choice: single blue lightsaber
Ship: small jedi starfighter, "Crimson dagger"
Backstory: His father was a general in the Onderon military, even as a young boy he dreamed of following his fathers footsteps. But, as fate would have it, a jedi that had been sent to Onderon on a peace treaty mission discovered the young boy, and tested him for a mediclorian count. The concentration was to significant to go unoticed, Zedd then left his homeplanet with the jedi whom would later be his master. Brash, headstrong young man that is entirely to bold, Zedd is good by nature, but can be easily angered and too emotional at times. A fact that his master reminds him of everyday.

 

OOC: Were about to start very soon. One more player is about to post a CS, then it's Game on!

 

OOC: So is mine accepted?

 

I'll break my own rule just this once. Go ahead and post your CS. I could use a Jedi who leans toward the dark side. However, your character must remain seperate from the two Jedi we already have. your charachters can mingle, however to keep the game neat, Three jedi on a mission together is just too much. Welcome to the game Spatz.

-SotR

 

Name: Jar?then Kalpzer
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Species: Zabrak/Chiss
Eye Colour: Red
Hair: Straight black with a small ponytail.
Skin: Red skin with black markings in the form of the Mandalorian symbol.
Clothing: Eg. Galen Marek?s Bounty Hunter disguise.
Physique: Well built for his age and species, though a slight bit lean.
Personality: Jar'then has a dominant demeanour, always putting others in their place whenever he's around. His general attitude reflects that of a sociopath, except that he has the ability to care for others, even though he rarely displays it.This has usually been questioned as it displays many traits of dark side.
Force Sensitive: Yes
Weapon of Choice: DC-17m, DH-23, and Lightsaber
-----Crystal(s): Krayt Dragon pearl shard, Kaiburr shard, Stygium Crystal.
-----Blade(s): Single long blade.
-----Color(s): Black
-----Handle Description(s): Built again for back hand, and specializing in Shein and Juyo/Vapaad
Ship: Red Maw (Modified YT-1300 light freighter)
Backstory: Jar'then was raised by both of his Jedi parents, who tought him in the ways of the force. At age 14 his parents had both left because of a mission. After five months his parents still hadn't returned, he had already became a Padawan by then, and had found that the care for his sister was left to him and the family?s protocol droid. He eventually came to be a very powerful and skilled padawan, and was given the title of Knight.

 

OCC: GAME ON!

 

Gundar always hated droids. Now he was being escorted into the hangar bay by one. "As soon as it looks away, I'm going to run this one through.", He thought to himself. His day dreams of slicing the droid in half were interupted by it's metallic voice. "Your, ship sir." It's the way they act, too nice and proper, not like a living being. "Do you require anything else, sir?" the droid asks polietly. The short, blue Aleena reaches down to his belt and starts to slowly draw his blade, "Yeah, one last thing. Hold still..." "Mr. Kyratus!" Two Battle Driods with blasters walk up behind the doomed droid. Gudar puts his blade away. "The Viceroy sent us with a message. If you fail, you will be killed." Gundar cracks a mischeivous smile. "Oh really? Tell your viceroy I said..." The two battle droids look at each other, then back at Gundar. "Said Wha..." Three droid heads fall to the ground, clinks and clangs echo through the bay. Gundars blade goes into his belt with a *shhiink*. "Never mind." Gundar walks up the ships ramp as the ramp lifts behind him. The ship fires up its engines then blasts out of the hangar into dark black space. Gundar always hated droids.

TAG: Dewu Torun

 

SORRY I POSTED LATE
Female Twi'lek Circus Performer
Name: Aayla Laton
Age: 19
Gender: Girl
Species: Twi'lek
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair: None
Skin: Blue
Clothing: Just like Aayla Secura
Physique: Active and Fit
Personality: Calm, Intellagent
Force Sensitive: Possibly
Weapon of Choice: Lightsaber
Ship: Laton Latween
Backstory: Born on Felucia and is named after Genral Aayla Secura. She even has Aayla's lightsaber. Not much is known. (thats all i can think of).

 

OCC: TAG - Any player...(It doesn't really matter who starts...)

 

OOC: Problem being, I don't know where I'm starting...

 

That's the beauty of it. In this game, no one tells you where to start or what doors to walk through. YOU create the doors so you hold all the keys. I started a story, then you add your characters part. Someone adds to your part and so on. This isn't your average RPG. YOU create what you want however you see it.

-SotR

 

OOC: K then...


IC - Jar'then

- Jedi Archives


Jar'then sighed as he glanced to his younger sister beside him. She was studying one of the family's history books on the construction of a lightsaber, she had just turned 10, and had gained a master. He would've, but was usually too busy to deal with her. He had figured that since they both had to go to the archives he had may as well aid her. He was studying up on the Black Sun organization, as they had caused another issue recently, of which to jedi were to be sent to inspect.

"Jar'then." Jade suddenly addressed him holding a page of the book open to him, "What does it mean here, about retrieving a Krayt Dragon pearl?" Jar'then glanced over and grinned with fond memories, and replied,

"Our family sabers are constructed with a shard of a pearl in order to enhance it's power in combat." Jar'then regarded the look on his sister's face and continued, "Don't worry, you won't have to find and kill a dragon, much too dangerous. No, there's a store of pearls at the family stronghold, but worry not, as I anticipated this, and brought you this one." Jar'then finishes, procuring a shard of a pearl, in perfect gloss, and gives it to her. Jar'then smiles happily to his sister as they both return to their respective books. Jar'then was unsure as to the Black Sun's intentions but found himself at comfort with his sister.

Tag: Open

 

Gundar was now entering the far reaches of space. It had been a long time since he had seen his old friend Ziro the Hutt. Gundar wondered how he would be greeted... with hostility, more than likely.

TAG: (any Jedi)