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."*
"That may be but stop giving me attitude."
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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: 24
The warden huffs as he manages to get out of his arms. He throws a punch, hoping to just knock him out. Hit: 36 Damage: 7
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"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."
"Wonderful." She said and nodded, standing back up "Me and my partner would like to stick a thorn in this place's side before we leave. We are regulated authorities i the area and it is against both sides to lock us up." She grins and Unix nods "We work to keep populations to a certain point."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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: 24
The warden huffs as he manages to get out of his arms. He throws a punch, hoping to just knock him out. Hit: 19 Damage: 7
The Arkanian sits there in the cell watching the guard. He has no mercy for some fool. His eyes drift to the Warden, piqued with curiosity he puts a fist on his own chin. Looking at and examining the creature.
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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."*
"That may be but stop giving me attitude."
"Bwoop beep bwop."
*translation: "Then give me my stuff back."*
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
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: 24
The warden huffs as he manages to get out of his arms. He throws a punch, hoping to just knock him out. Hit: 19 Damage: 7
The Arkanian sits there in the cell watching the guard. He has no mercy for some fool. His eyes drift to the Warden, piqued with curiosity he puts a fist on his own chin. Looking at and examining the creature.
*The Warden, or Warden's as there are usually a pair of them, are intergalactic Game Wardens that maintain populations on planets. They are closely related to octopi and cepahold's and can change skin color and gender at will. There are usually, in a pair, a female and a male but the gender changes constantly. They are around 6'6 and are faceless, pale, humanoid-appearing creatures with short brown hair for the males and long brown hair for the females.*
The Warden waves and walks over to the glass "Let me get you out of there."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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: 24
The warden huffs as he manages to get out of his arms. He throws a punch, hoping to just knock him out. Hit: 19 Damage: 7
The Arkanian sits there in the cell watching the guard. He has no mercy for some fool. His eyes drift to the Warden, piqued with curiosity he puts a fist on his own chin. Looking at and examining the creature.
*The Warden, or Warden's as there are usually a pair of them, are intergalactic Game Wardens that maintain populations on planets. They are closely related to octopi and cepahold's and can change skin color and gender at will. There are usually, in a pair, a female and a male but the gender changes constantly. They are around 6'6 and are faceless, pale, humanoid-appearing creatures with short brown hair for the males and long brown hair for the females.*
The Warden waves and walks over to the glass "Let me get you out of there."
The Arkanian stands up and stretches, He nods and looks at the, presumably, knocked out trooper and smirks. Serves them right.
The Arkanian now speaks toward the Warden, their tone airy and rather tainted with curiosity.
"Much Appreciated."
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*Im a bit confused, how do i intro a char to this? Something abt a cell?*
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Do or Do not, There is no try. Also, just wanna say, Cad Bane is one of the coolest characters and nobody can change my mind*
An Iktotchi with rough, pitch black skin, and hot pink down-curved horns, is being guided to a cell by some stormtroopers, while wearing cuffs. He is struggling slightly in anger.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
A lean, young man of a Kel Dor male has been subdued and is being lead to a cell with a blaster held to his head. A storm trooper is holding a lightsaber with a rope attached. Like a rope dart. The young Kel Dor’s antiox mask is marked with an intricate pattern of swirls and grids. He struggle against the storm troopers, but they poke him with their blaster.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
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
There are a few pipes
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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.
Dianoga, a young human male, tries to slip out of view, but may have been seen by the Kel Dor
The Kel Dor seems to be force sensitive and notices the boy. He kicks a storm trooper in the shin and attempts to disarm his gun but he he is hit across the head and drops the blaster, it slides across the floor towards the young boy.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"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."
"Wonderful." She said and nodded, standing back up "Me and my partner would like to stick a thorn in this place's side before we leave. We are regulated authorities i the area and it is against both sides to lock us up." She grins and Unix nods "We work to keep populations to a certain point."
He nods. He then slowly removes his helmet. He has short cut black hair, fair skin and warm brown eyes
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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.
A lean, young man of a Kel Dor male has been subdued and is being lead to a cell with a blaster held to his head. A storm trooper is holding a lightsaber with a rope attached. Like a rope dart. The young Kel Dor’s antiox mask is marked with an intricate pattern of swirls and grids. He struggle against the storm troopers, but they poke him with their blaster.
"Get movin."
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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.
*Do or Do not, There is no try. Also, just wanna say, Cad Bane is one of the coolest characters and nobody can change my mind*
An Iktotchi with rough, pitch black skin, and hot pink down-curved horns, is being guided to a cell by some stormtroopers, while wearing cuffs. He is struggling slightly in anger.
"Quit fighting!"
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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.
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"That may be but stop giving me attitude."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The warden huffs as he manages to get out of his arms. He throws a punch, hoping to just knock him out. Hit: 36 Damage: 7
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Wonderful." She said and nodded, standing back up "Me and my partner would like to stick a thorn in this place's side before we leave. We are regulated authorities i the area and it is against both sides to lock us up." She grins and Unix nods "We work to keep populations to a certain point."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The Arkanian sits there in the cell watching the guard. He has no mercy for some fool. His eyes drift to the Warden, piqued with curiosity he puts a fist on his own chin. Looking at and examining the creature.
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Dianoga enters the trash compactor through a grate from the mouse droid tunnel and searches for something he could use as a weapon.
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"Bwoop beep bwop."
*translation: "Then give me my stuff back."*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
*The Warden, or Warden's as there are usually a pair of them, are intergalactic Game Wardens that maintain populations on planets. They are closely related to octopi and cepahold's and can change skin color and gender at will. There are usually, in a pair, a female and a male but the gender changes constantly. They are around 6'6 and are faceless, pale, humanoid-appearing creatures with short brown hair for the males and long brown hair for the females.*
The Warden waves and walks over to the glass "Let me get you out of there."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The Arkanian stands up and stretches, He nods and looks at the, presumably, knocked out trooper and smirks. Serves them right.
The Arkanian now speaks toward the Warden, their tone airy and rather tainted with curiosity.
"Much Appreciated."
Lore, Lore, and More! That's what I'm about!
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*Im a bit confused, how do i intro a char to this? Something abt a cell?*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*Do or Do not, There is no try. Also, just wanna say, Cad Bane is one of the coolest characters and nobody can change my mind*
An Iktotchi with rough, pitch black skin, and hot pink down-curved horns, is being guided to a cell by some stormtroopers, while wearing cuffs. He is struggling slightly in anger.
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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Dianoga is watching through a grille
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A lean, young man of a Kel Dor male has been subdued and is being lead to a cell with a blaster held to his head. A storm trooper is holding a lightsaber with a rope attached. Like a rope dart. The young Kel Dor’s antiox mask is marked with an intricate pattern of swirls and grids. He struggle against the storm troopers, but they poke him with their blaster.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Dianoga, a young human male, tries to slip out of view, but may have been seen by the Kel Dor
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There are a few pipes
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He takes one of the pipes and scuttles back out, before the walls have a chance to close in on him
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The Kel Dor seems to be force sensitive and notices the boy. He kicks a storm trooper in the shin and attempts to disarm his gun but he he is hit across the head and drops the blaster, it slides across the floor towards the young boy.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
If the blaster falls down the grate, then Dianoga will take it, otherwise, he will stay hidden
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He nods. He then slowly removes his helmet. He has short cut black hair, fair skin and warm brown eyes
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Get movin."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Quit fighting!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.