Traitor limps towards the Inn from out of the forest, severely wounded.
KK is drawing blueprints for a radio tower.
Coterie is reading in the corner of the Inn.
KK sees and hears a roaring sound as 4 tie fighters escort a small transport ship to the ground near the old Imperial Facility. Stormtroopers in dirty, cracked armor file out and start to set up a perimeter, entering the factory and setting up sentries at the walls. The Tie-Fighters circle the base, keeping an eye out, swapping for shifts from the Star Destroyer above.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Spotlights flicker on as well as the inner lights as power is restored. *By the way. These are not cannon fodder like troopers. This is cannon elite troopers*
*It would have been nice to know that before he made lightning strike one of the Ties.*
He continues approaching, his electric eyes begin to crackle with sparks as lightning begins to move through his hair. The rain stops falling around them, becoming static in the air, a god of Thunder and Lightning beginning to float up to the wall, there the troopers are.
*Sorry :/*
They raise their blasters, ready to fight
*Don't worry bout it. Antonio, Lightning dude, probably won't die.*
He floats at eye level with them, hands in fists, their voice now booming, commanding "Where is your leader." A command and not a question.
*Alright*
"We aren't negotiating with you. You're in Imperial territory. Leave now."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Spotlights flicker on as well as the inner lights as power is restored. *By the way. These are not cannon fodder like troopers. This is cannon elite troopers*
*It would have been nice to know that before he made lightning strike one of the Ties.*
He continues approaching, his electric eyes begin to crackle with sparks as lightning begins to move through his hair. The rain stops falling around them, becoming static in the air, a god of Thunder and Lightning beginning to float up to the wall, there the troopers are.
*Sorry :/*
They raise their blasters, ready to fight
*Don't worry bout it. Antonio, Lightning dude, probably won't die.*
He floats at eye level with them, hands in fists, their voice now booming, commanding "Where is your leader." A command and not a question.
*Alright*
"We aren't negotiating with you. You're in Imperial territory. Leave now."
"Who said I was negotiating. Your leader, or your lives." Sparks fly in between his fingers, he pulls nails from one of his pockets with one hand.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Spotlights flicker on as well as the inner lights as power is restored. *By the way. These are not cannon fodder like troopers. This is cannon elite troopers*
*It would have been nice to know that before he made lightning strike one of the Ties.*
He continues approaching, his electric eyes begin to crackle with sparks as lightning begins to move through his hair. The rain stops falling around them, becoming static in the air, a god of Thunder and Lightning beginning to float up to the wall, there the troopers are.
*Sorry :/*
They raise their blasters, ready to fight
*Don't worry bout it. Antonio, Lightning dude, probably won't die.*
He floats at eye level with them, hands in fists, their voice now booming, commanding "Where is your leader." A command and not a question.
*Alright*
"We aren't negotiating with you. You're in Imperial territory. Leave now."
"Who said I was negotiating. Your leader, or your lives." Sparks fly in between his fingers, he pulls nails from one of his pockets with one hand.
They all raise their blasters. "Set to stun." one commands. They do and start to fire. *Because they are at point blank range they will hit, so please make a con save with disadvantage due to a lot of stun shots hitting them*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Spotlights flicker on as well as the inner lights as power is restored. *By the way. These are not cannon fodder like troopers. This is cannon elite troopers*
*It would have been nice to know that before he made lightning strike one of the Ties.*
He continues approaching, his electric eyes begin to crackle with sparks as lightning begins to move through his hair. The rain stops falling around them, becoming static in the air, a god of Thunder and Lightning beginning to float up to the wall, there the troopers are.
*Sorry :/*
They raise their blasters, ready to fight
*Don't worry bout it. Antonio, Lightning dude, probably won't die.*
He floats at eye level with them, hands in fists, their voice now booming, commanding "Where is your leader." A command and not a question.
*Alright*
"We aren't negotiating with you. You're in Imperial territory. Leave now."
"Who said I was negotiating. Your leader, or your lives." Sparks fly in between his fingers, he pulls nails from one of his pockets with one hand.
They all raise their blasters. "Set to stun." one commands. They do and start to fire. *Because they are at point blank range they will hit, so please make a con save with disadvantage due to a lot of stun shots hitting them*
*Makes sense. Here goes nothin, come on, roll high!* Con save:14
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Krail is looking at Tearthorn, who's looking at Krail. They seem to be having a staring contest, even though Krail's eyes aren't visible.
They are outside, The Tarnished fretting over Helena as he reapplies her bandages.
Kharn walks up. "Everything good?" He asks, readjusting his mask.
Helena nods with a smile. "He's just being a worrywart."
Somehow, Helena can tell that if Kharn had the capacity to smile, he'd be smiling right now. "I gave that man a piece of my mind when i found him. And a piece of my sword." He draws the scimitar-like blade and runs a finger along it. It's still slightly bloodstained from the vicious hacking he did with it.
"And yet another person killed him."
"Yes." Kharn sighs. (Inventing a reason why time) "The coward knocked me down and made a run for it. Clearly he didn't get too far before someone else got him."
She nods. "A Shinobi named Dyn.."
"I feel like the name rings a bell..." He pauses. "Ah, yes. Krail said he met a man named Dyn. Apparently he'd been looking for someone named... Zeb? Zed? Ah, yes, Zen."
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Spotlights flicker on as well as the inner lights as power is restored. *By the way. These are not cannon fodder like troopers. This is cannon elite troopers*
*It would have been nice to know that before he made lightning strike one of the Ties.*
He continues approaching, his electric eyes begin to crackle with sparks as lightning begins to move through his hair. The rain stops falling around them, becoming static in the air, a god of Thunder and Lightning beginning to float up to the wall, there the troopers are.
*Sorry :/*
They raise their blasters, ready to fight
*Don't worry bout it. Antonio, Lightning dude, probably won't die.*
He floats at eye level with them, hands in fists, their voice now booming, commanding "Where is your leader." A command and not a question.
*Alright*
"We aren't negotiating with you. You're in Imperial territory. Leave now."
"Who said I was negotiating. Your leader, or your lives." Sparks fly in between his fingers, he pulls nails from one of his pockets with one hand.
They all raise their blasters. "Set to stun." one commands. They do and start to fire. *Because they are at point blank range they will hit, so please make a con save with disadvantage due to a lot of stun shots hitting them*
*Makes sense. Here goes nothin, come on, roll high!* Con save:20
*Why'd you have to match it :/*
He feels sleepy, awake but not really able to do much
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Alright well I’ll go check with the Celestial Court and get that info for us then.” Vitroze stands up. “Anything else worth mentioning?”
“Maybe not. But that doesn’t make my actions worthless. Not everything needs a payoff.”
"I also did a lot of good while I was a pirate, and I never harmed anyone who they would consider innocent, but they probably don't care." He says, rubbing the back of his hand "Thanks for this, really."
She laughs at him mockingly "You really are brainwashed ain't cha? Yer a demon, an' you think everythin' doesn't need a payoff? Delusional." And with that, He can hear her turn to ash.
“Yeah probably not. And it is of no issue. I wish you only the best!” They bow, scoop all their books and papers into their neck stump cavity, and exit.
“I MEANT A PHYSICAL PAYOFF YOU DENSE MIDDEN!” He yells, before hissing and retreating.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I feel like the name rings a bell..." He pauses. "Ah, yes. Krail said he met a man named Dyn. Apparently he'd been looking for someone named... Zeb? Zed? Ah, yes, Zen."
"Yep." she says, wincing a bit as the Tarnished finishes wrapping her wounded arm
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Spotlights flicker on as well as the inner lights as power is restored. *By the way. These are not cannon fodder like troopers. This is cannon elite troopers*
*It would have been nice to know that before he made lightning strike one of the Ties.*
He continues approaching, his electric eyes begin to crackle with sparks as lightning begins to move through his hair. The rain stops falling around them, becoming static in the air, a god of Thunder and Lightning beginning to float up to the wall, there the troopers are.
*Sorry :/*
They raise their blasters, ready to fight
*Don't worry bout it. Antonio, Lightning dude, probably won't die.*
He floats at eye level with them, hands in fists, their voice now booming, commanding "Where is your leader." A command and not a question.
*Alright*
"We aren't negotiating with you. You're in Imperial territory. Leave now."
"Who said I was negotiating. Your leader, or your lives." Sparks fly in between his fingers, he pulls nails from one of his pockets with one hand.
They all raise their blasters. "Set to stun." one commands. They do and start to fire. *Because they are at point blank range they will hit, so please make a con save with disadvantage due to a lot of stun shots hitting them*
*Makes sense. Here goes nothin, come on, roll high!* Con save:20
*Why'd you have to match it :/*
He feels sleepy, awake but not really able to do much
*Dang, right on the DC?*
Lightning continues to spark in the eyes he can barely keep open. Angry but unable to do much other than remain floating.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
“Alright well I’ll go check with the Celestial Court and get that info for us then.” Vitroze stands up. “Anything else worth mentioning?”
“Maybe not. But that doesn’t make my actions worthless. Not everything needs a payoff.”
"I also did a lot of good while I was a pirate, and I never harmed anyone who they would consider innocent, but they probably don't care." He says, rubbing the back of his hand "Thanks for this, really."
She laughs at him mockingly "You really are brainwashed ain't cha? Yer a demon, an' you think everythin' doesn't need a payoff? Delusional." And with that, He can hear her turn to ash.
“Yeah probably not. And it is of no issue. I wish you only the best!” They bow, scoop all their books and papers into their neck stump cavity, and exit.
“I MEANT A PHYSICAL PAYOFF YOU DENSE MIDDEN!” He yells, before hissing and retreating.
*Ah what a wonderful parallel end to both character's rps. That was fun.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The two troopers look at eachother as rain starts to slowly fall.
"Ok ok...gotta go find Tyler..."
Loriche smirks under her helmet.
*btw just realized that Loriche is literally just a Phantom from Legend of Zelda: Spirit Tracks*
The troopers wait for her to approach. Mud cakes the ground near the base
Soon she’s right up on the edge of their camp.
"Halt!" one says, his voice slightly distorted from the helmet.
*Also yeah she is. Sidenote: These are not cannon fodder like troopers. This is cannon elite troopers*
*gotcha*
“Okay.” She stands there quietly, her arms still up.
One of the troopers approaches her. "What is your business here?"
“Nothing. I used to strip this place occasionally for raw materials, so I just wanted to see what was up.”
"No wonder so much of our stuff is missing." the trooper snarls. "This is Imperial Territory. Unless you have a good and valid reason to be here, you can leave."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The two troopers look at eachother as rain starts to slowly fall.
"Ok ok...gotta go find Tyler..."
Loriche smirks under her helmet.
*btw just realized that Loriche is literally just a Phantom from Legend of Zelda: Spirit Tracks*
The troopers wait for her to approach. Mud cakes the ground near the base
Soon she’s right up on the edge of their camp.
"Halt!" one says, his voice slightly distorted from the helmet.
*Also yeah she is. Sidenote: These are not cannon fodder like troopers. This is cannon elite troopers*
*gotcha*
“Okay.” She stands there quietly, her arms still up.
One of the troopers approaches her. "What is your business here?"
“Nothing. I used to strip this place occasionally for raw materials, so I just wanted to see what was up.”
"No wonder so much of our stuff is missing." the trooper snarls. "This is Imperial Territory. Unless you have a good and valid reason to be here, you can leave."
“Imperial?” She tilts her head.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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"Halt!" one says, his voice slightly distorted from the helmet.
*Also yeah she is. Sidenote: These are not cannon fodder like troopers. This is cannon elite troopers*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
KK sees and hears a roaring sound as 4 tie fighters escort a small transport ship to the ground near the old Imperial Facility. Stormtroopers in dirty, cracked armor file out and start to set up a perimeter, entering the factory and setting up sentries at the walls. The Tie-Fighters circle the base, keeping an eye out, swapping for shifts from the Star Destroyer above.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Alright*
"We aren't negotiating with you. You're in Imperial territory. Leave now."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Who said I was negotiating. Your leader, or your lives." Sparks fly in between his fingers, he pulls nails from one of his pockets with one hand.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
They all raise their blasters. "Set to stun." one commands. They do and start to fire. *Because they are at point blank range they will hit, so please make a con save with disadvantage due to a lot of stun shots hitting them*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Makes sense. Here goes nothin, come on, roll high!* Con save:14
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I feel like the name rings a bell..." He pauses. "Ah, yes. Krail said he met a man named Dyn. Apparently he'd been looking for someone named... Zeb? Zed? Ah, yes, Zen."
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*Why'd you have to match it :/*
He feels sleepy, awake but not really able to do much
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Yeah probably not. And it is of no issue. I wish you only the best!” They bow, scoop all their books and papers into their neck stump cavity, and exit.
“I MEANT A PHYSICAL PAYOFF YOU DENSE MIDDEN!” He yells, before hissing and retreating.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Yep." she says, wincing a bit as the Tarnished finishes wrapping her wounded arm
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*gotcha*
“Okay.” She stands there quietly, her arms still up.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
One of the troopers approaches her. "What is your business here?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Dang, right on the DC?*
Lightning continues to spark in the eyes he can barely keep open. Angry but unable to do much other than remain floating.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Ah what a wonderful parallel end to both character's rps. That was fun.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Yup. It's a lot of stuns*
"Get him out of here." the trooper says
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Nothing. I used to strip this place occasionally for raw materials, so I just wanted to see what was up.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Fair enough.*
Any trooper who gets close gets a mean shock. He manages to grumble "Leader."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"No wonder so much of our stuff is missing." the trooper snarls. "This is Imperial Territory. Unless you have a good and valid reason to be here, you can leave."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Our leader isn't here."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Imperial?” She tilts her head.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.