The duros sadly thinks of his heirloom pair of LL-30's and what he would do to possess them right now.
There is a grate in the ceiling and the outside of his cell is devoid of guards
The duros looks up. He thinks. He does.
I'll make a stealth check to make sure. Stealth with advantage because there's no guards very near: 3
The grate makes a loud rasp as it moves but no guards appear.
He quickly climes up and moves the grate back into place. Sleight of hand 17
IT fits nicely back into place. He is now in the air ducts.
He smiles. "Dullards. Putting vents in cells." He quickly makes his way over to the Watcher pair's cell. Sleight of hand check to quietly open the grate in their cell: 10
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
Sitting inside a cell near one of the farther corners of the Ship, Sat a lone Arkanian. He seemed to mess with his Fingers, four of them, His skin was rather bright, His eyes a pure white. He was easily more noticeable then some other prisoners. He cursed to himself slightly, He was extremely upset that he, one of the mighty Arkanians, had been captured by members of a lesser race.
The trooper standing guard chuckles. "Upset are we?"
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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 duros sadly thinks of his heirloom pair of LL-30's and what he would do to possess them right now.
There is a grate in the ceiling and the outside of his cell is devoid of guards
The duros looks up. He thinks. He does.
I'll make a stealth check to make sure. Stealth with advantage because there's no guards very near: 3
The grate makes a loud rasp as it moves but no guards appear.
He quickly climes up and moves the grate back into place. Sleight of hand 17
IT fits nicely back into place. He is now in the air ducts.
He smiles. "Dullards. Putting vents in cells." He quickly makes his way over to the Watcher pair's cell. Sleight of hand check to quietly open the grate in their cell: 10
They are gone
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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.
"h-h-he's n-n-not d-dead...o-only stunned..." the trooper stammers, fear lacing his voice.
She sighed and placed a hand against the glass "Please don't do that again.. Promise me, please." She said softly.
"I-i promise." he then walks over to the door of the cell and inputs a code. The door hisses open. "Come on, quickly."
Both follow him out but, compared to him, are giants almost. Both are around 6'6. The female one smiles "You are kind. Perhaps one day we shall know each other better."
"Hopefully, if we get outta this mess alive." he mumbles. He then starts to jog off in a random direction. "Come on!"
They follow after, taking out two other guards on their terms and taking their armor and weapons. "These are different then what we are regulated.." The male one says.
"No kidding." he says. There is then a garbled noise. The trooper freezes and the drags the two into a hidden room.
The two follow after and change their skin again, blending in with the shadows while hiding the storm trooper.
The trooper closes the door with a click and is breathing heavily as he sits on the floor, helmet still covering his face.
The two begin to talk in clicks again.
"We're free. We could get out of here on our own. We don't need him anymore." The Male says.
"I want to keep him around." The Female one says.
The male sighs and turns to the storm trooper. "Why did you help us?" He asked and moved closely to him.
Sitting inside a cell near one of the farther corners of the Ship, Sat a lone Arkanian. He seemed to mess with his Fingers, four of them, His skin was rather bright, His eyes a pure white. He was easily more noticeable then some other prisoners. He cursed to himself slightly, He was extremely upset that he, one of the mighty Arkanians, had been captured by members of a lesser race.
The trooper standing guard chuckles. "Upset are we?"
The Arkanian tilts his head at the Trooper, He gives him a sly smirk and looks away smugly. He looks over again and speaks in Arkanian, the tone, despite being airy, had a strange stern voice.
"Oh, Well excuse me for being able to form emotion, Despicable fool. Maybe if your species advanced and actually did something much like mine, You would understand."
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Sitting inside a cell near one of the farther corners of the Ship, Sat a lone Arkanian. He seemed to mess with his Fingers, four of them, His skin was rather bright, His eyes a pure white. He was easily more noticeable then some other prisoners. He cursed to himself slightly, He was extremely upset that he, one of the mighty Arkanians, had been captured by members of a lesser race.
The trooper standing guard chuckles. "Upset are we?"
*gonna have fun with this.*
The male Warden comes up behind the trooper and smiles "Hi buddy. I need you to be quiet." He picks up the trooper and grapples him. (STR: 25)
"h-h-he's n-n-not d-dead...o-only stunned..." the trooper stammers, fear lacing his voice.
She sighed and placed a hand against the glass "Please don't do that again.. Promise me, please." She said softly.
"I-i promise." he then walks over to the door of the cell and inputs a code. The door hisses open. "Come on, quickly."
Both follow him out but, compared to him, are giants almost. Both are around 6'6. The female one smiles "You are kind. Perhaps one day we shall know each other better."
"Hopefully, if we get outta this mess alive." he mumbles. He then starts to jog off in a random direction. "Come on!"
They follow after, taking out two other guards on their terms and taking their armor and weapons. "These are different then what we are regulated.." The male one says.
"No kidding." he says. There is then a garbled noise. The trooper freezes and the drags the two into a hidden room.
The two follow after and change their skin again, blending in with the shadows while hiding the storm trooper.
The trooper closes the door with a click and is breathing heavily as he sits on the floor, helmet still covering his face.
The two begin to talk in clicks again.
"We're free. We could get out of here on our own. We don't need him anymore." The Male says.
"I want to keep him around." The Female one says.
The male sighs and turns to the storm trooper. "Why did you help us?" He asked and moved closely to him.
"I...i dont want to be here either...my family...they..they took everything from me."
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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.
He then checks the blueprints for somewhere he can hide out until he can find a way to remove his tracker. Preferably somewhere where the mouse droids are not likely to find him
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Sitting inside a cell near one of the farther corners of the Ship, Sat a lone Arkanian. He seemed to mess with his Fingers, four of them, His skin was rather bright, His eyes a pure white. He was easily more noticeable then some other prisoners. He cursed to himself slightly, He was extremely upset that he, one of the mighty Arkanians, had been captured by members of a lesser race.
The trooper standing guard chuckles. "Upset are we?"
The Arkanian tilts his head at the Trooper, He gives him a sly smirk and looks away smugly. He looks over again and speaks in Arkanian, the tone, despite being airy, had a strange stern voice.
"Oh, Well excuse me for being able to form emotion, Despicable fool. Maybe if your species advanced and actually did something much like mine, You would understand."
"Well i do understand. Keep giving me lip and you'll get shocked."
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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.
Sitting inside a cell near one of the farther corners of the Ship, Sat a lone Arkanian. He seemed to mess with his Fingers, four of them, His skin was rather bright, His eyes a pure white. He was easily more noticeable then some other prisoners. He cursed to himself slightly, He was extremely upset that he, one of the mighty Arkanians, had been captured by members of a lesser race.
The trooper standing guard chuckles. "Upset are we?"
*gonna have fun with this.*
The male Warden comes up behind the trooper and smiles "Hi buddy. I need you to be quiet." He picks up the trooper and grapples him. (STR: 16)
The trooper tries to get free
STR: 18
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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.
Sitting inside a cell near one of the farther corners of the Ship, Sat a lone Arkanian. He seemed to mess with his Fingers, four of them, His skin was rather bright, His eyes a pure white. He was easily more noticeable then some other prisoners. He cursed to himself slightly, He was extremely upset that he, one of the mighty Arkanians, had been captured by members of a lesser race.
The trooper standing guard chuckles. "Upset are we?"
*gonna have fun with this.*
The male Warden comes up behind the trooper and smiles "Hi buddy. I need you to be quiet." He picks up the trooper and grapples him. (STR: 16)
The Arkanian smiles at the Guard, he stands up and stares at the Guard with a smug look. Despite his immediate fear.
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He then checks the blueprints for somewhere he can hide out until he can find a way to remove his tracker. Preferably somewhere where the mouse droids are not likely to find him
There is no such place.
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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.
"h-h-he's n-n-not d-dead...o-only stunned..." the trooper stammers, fear lacing his voice.
She sighed and placed a hand against the glass "Please don't do that again.. Promise me, please." She said softly.
"I-i promise." he then walks over to the door of the cell and inputs a code. The door hisses open. "Come on, quickly."
Both follow him out but, compared to him, are giants almost. Both are around 6'6. The female one smiles "You are kind. Perhaps one day we shall know each other better."
"Hopefully, if we get outta this mess alive." he mumbles. He then starts to jog off in a random direction. "Come on!"
They follow after, taking out two other guards on their terms and taking their armor and weapons. "These are different then what we are regulated.." The male one says.
"No kidding." he says. There is then a garbled noise. The trooper freezes and the drags the two into a hidden room.
The two follow after and change their skin again, blending in with the shadows while hiding the storm trooper.
The trooper closes the door with a click and is breathing heavily as he sits on the floor, helmet still covering his face.
The two begin to talk in clicks again.
"We're free. We could get out of here on our own. We don't need him anymore." The Male says.
"I want to keep him around." The Female one says.
The male sighs and turns to the storm trooper. "Why did you help us?" He asked and moved closely to him.
"I...i dont want to be here either...my family...they..they took everything from me."
The female one shoots a smirk to the male one and kneels down. "My name is Io. My partner here is Unix. You probably already know what and who we are but I feel introductions are in order."
An R2 series droid is in a cell. A mark on its dome-shaped "head" shows an attempt at the installation of a restraining bolt, but no restraining bolts are visible on the droid. Several panels have been removed, inorder to ensure that it is unarmed.
*Meet R2-F7, a droid that developed a personality of its own. He was arrested for shooting a stormtrooper.*
"Who took off your bolt droid?"
"Beep beeeeep wiiirr?"
*translation: "Who the [••••]'s asking?"*
"I dont like your attitude. Maybe we should scrap you."
"Bop beep byop boop! Beep boop bop wiirrp."
*translation: "Those [••••]wads couldn't bolt a broken gonk! And I'm worth too much to scrap."*
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"I...i dont want to be here either...my family...they..they took everything from me."
The female one shoots a smirk to the male one and kneels down. "My name is Io. My partner here is Unix. You probably already know what and who we are but I feel introductions are in order."
"i-im Alix."
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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.
He tries again not to panic. He briefly considers trying to look for that lightsaber he saw earlier, but decides it is too risky. Instead, he heads to the trash compactor to find something he could use as a blunt weapon
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The duros sadly thinks of his heirloom pair of LL-30's and what he would do to possess them right now.
There is a grate in the ceiling and the outside of his cell is devoid of guards
The duros looks up. He thinks. He does.
I'll make a stealth check to make sure. Stealth with advantage because there's no guards very near: 3
The grate makes a loud rasp as it moves but no guards appear.
He quickly climes up and moves the grate back into place. Sleight of hand 17
IT fits nicely back into place. He is now in the air ducts.
He smiles. "Dullards. Putting vents in cells." He quickly makes his way over to the Watcher pair's cell. Sleight of hand check to quietly open the grate in their cell: 10
They are gone
He sighs. Time to get out.
He quickly dashes through the vents, checking at every room, trying to find the place where they keep his, and other prisoners, belongings.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
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He smiles. "Dullards. Putting vents in cells." He quickly makes his way over to the Watcher pair's cell. Sleight of hand check to quietly open the grate in their cell: 10
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
The trooper standing guard chuckles. "Upset are we?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They are gone
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Dianoga tries to use the mouse droid to get a blueprint of the tunnels of the prison
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
He gets a VERY rough blueprint
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The two begin to talk in clicks again.
"We're free. We could get out of here on our own. We don't need him anymore." The Male says.
"I want to keep him around." The Female one says.
The male sighs and turns to the storm trooper. "Why did you help us?" He asked and moved closely to him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The Arkanian tilts his head at the Trooper, He gives him a sly smirk and looks away smugly. He looks over again and speaks in Arkanian, the tone, despite being airy, had a strange stern voice.
"Oh, Well excuse me for being able to form emotion, Despicable fool. Maybe if your species advanced and actually did something much like mine, You would understand."
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*gonna have fun with this.*
The male Warden comes up behind the trooper and smiles "Hi buddy. I need you to be quiet." He picks up the trooper and grapples him. (STR: 25)
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I...i dont want to be here either...my family...they..they took everything from me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He then checks the blueprints for somewhere he can hide out until he can find a way to remove his tracker. Preferably somewhere where the mouse droids are not likely to find him
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Well i do understand. Keep giving me lip and you'll get shocked."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The trooper tries to get free
STR: 18
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The Arkanian smiles at the Guard, he stands up and stares at the Guard with a smug look. Despite his immediate fear.
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There is no such place.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The female one shoots a smirk to the male one and kneels down. "My name is Io. My partner here is Unix. You probably already know what and who we are but I feel introductions are in order."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*ok guys. imma have to go for a bit. If yall wanna interact with each other im cool with that but the other stuff is gonna be on hold for a bit*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Bop beep byop boop! Beep boop bop wiirrp."
*translation: "Those [••••]wads couldn't bolt a broken gonk! And I'm worth too much to scrap."*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"i-im Alix."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He tries again not to panic. He briefly considers trying to look for that lightsaber he saw earlier, but decides it is too risky. Instead, he heads to the trash compactor to find something he could use as a blunt weapon
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
He sighs. Time to get out.
He quickly dashes through the vents, checking at every room, trying to find the place where they keep his, and other prisoners, belongings.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all