Abroxis is a planet of awe-inspiring beauty, with vast expanses of lush vegetation and towering trees that stretch up towards the sky. However, it is also a place of intense conflict, where the battle between the Light and Dark Side rages on. The planet's valuable resources have made it a focal point for countless wars, and the ongoing struggle between the Separatists and Republic Troopers has left the landscape pockmarked with the scars of battle.
The fighting on Abroxis is brutal and unforgiving, with both sides determined to emerge victorious. The planet's dense forests and rugged terrain make it an ideal battleground, with countless hiding places and strategic vantage points. The sound of blaster fire and explosions echoes through the trees, filling the air with a deafening roar that never seems to dissipate.
Despite the chaos and destruction, Abroxis remains a symbol of hope for those who believe in the power of peace and justice. Its natural beauty and abundance of resources offer the promise of a better future, and many are willing to risk everything to ensure that this promise is fulfilled. As the battle rages on, the fate of Abroxis hangs in the balance, and only time will tell which side will emerge victorious.
Maneki-Neko is a fascinating creature that closely resembles a cat, yet possesses unique Jedi powers that set him apart from any other creature. He hails from a distant and mysterious planet, where he stands tall on its surface, surveying the surrounding landscape with a watchful eye. He is adorned in flowing robes of pale green and white, which ripple and flutter in the gentle breeze, lending him an air of grace and elegance. On his hip, he carries a gleaming lightsaber, always at the ready should danger arise. As he peers out over the nearby ridge, his eyes narrow in deep concentration as he surveys the enemy camp with intense scrutiny, contemplating his next move with utmost care and precision.
[This based off of TherenDotsk2's 'A Troopers Story. I was thinking about it recently and wanted this story to continue for those who also enjoyed it.]
-Rules-
1. Be kind to others, especially out of character
2. Please don't argue over someone's character, they have every right to be creative with their character.
3. If quote chains get too long, let them know politely. Remember our mobile friends.
4. Have fun >:]
5. We are looking to keep this PG-16 for romance. For gore, that is allowed. This is war, after all, emotions run high.
6. If you've read the rules, please put, FOR THE REPUBLIC in your first post.
A clone with the markings of a coruscant guard is talking to some other troopers. On his back is a heavily modified Z-6 rotary cannon.
Maneki-Neko walks over "They appear to be on the move. Their camp is slowly packing up." He said, hands folded under the sleeves of his robes.
Droidbait turns. "should we ambush them sir?"
"It is your choice. These are your troops" He asked, raising a brow.
"And you're our Commander."
"I am on loan, not here forever." He said and tilted his head "Your word Droidbait, your choice."
"Whatever you say Commander." Droidbait slings his cannon off of his back and jumps straight off the cliff, his troopers following suit. They slide down the ridge, straight into the droid camp.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A clone with the markings of a coruscant guard is talking to some other troopers. On his back is a heavily modified Z-6 rotary cannon.
Maneki-Neko walks over "They appear to be on the move. Their camp is slowly packing up." He said, hands folded under the sleeves of his robes.
Droidbait turns. "should we ambush them sir?"
"It is your choice. These are your troops" He asked, raising a brow.
"And you're our Commander."
"I am on loan, not here forever." He said and tilted his head "Your word Droidbait, your choice."
"Whatever you say Commander." Droidbait slings his cannon off of his back and jumps straight off the cliff, his troopers following suit. They slide down the ridge, straight into the droid camp.
He smirks and follows them down, unhooking his lightsaber.
A clone with the markings of a coruscant guard is talking to some other troopers. On his back is a heavily modified Z-6 rotary cannon.
Maneki-Neko walks over "They appear to be on the move. Their camp is slowly packing up." He said, hands folded under the sleeves of his robes.
Droidbait turns. "should we ambush them sir?"
"It is your choice. These are your troops" He asked, raising a brow.
"And you're our Commander."
"I am on loan, not here forever." He said and tilted his head "Your word Droidbait, your choice."
"Whatever you say Commander." Droidbait slings his cannon off of his back and jumps straight off the cliff, his troopers following suit. They slide down the ridge, straight into the droid camp.
He smirks and follows them down, unhooking his lightsaber.
Droidbait taps a droid on the shoulder.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A clone with the markings of a coruscant guard is talking to some other troopers. On his back is a heavily modified Z-6 rotary cannon.
Maneki-Neko walks over "They appear to be on the move. Their camp is slowly packing up." He said, hands folded under the sleeves of his robes.
Droidbait turns. "should we ambush them sir?"
"It is your choice. These are your troops" He asked, raising a brow.
"And you're our Commander."
"I am on loan, not here forever." He said and tilted his head "Your word Droidbait, your choice."
"Whatever you say Commander." Droidbait slings his cannon off of his back and jumps straight off the cliff, his troopers following suit. They slide down the ridge, straight into the droid camp.
He smirks and follows them down, unhooking his lightsaber.
Droidbait taps a droid on the shoulder.
The droid turns and suddenly realizes that they are here. It makes a loud screeching noise, alerting the camp.
A clone with the markings of a coruscant guard is talking to some other troopers. On his back is a heavily modified Z-6 rotary cannon.
Maneki-Neko walks over "They appear to be on the move. Their camp is slowly packing up." He said, hands folded under the sleeves of his robes.
Droidbait turns. "should we ambush them sir?"
"It is your choice. These are your troops" He asked, raising a brow.
"And you're our Commander."
"I am on loan, not here forever." He said and tilted his head "Your word Droidbait, your choice."
"Whatever you say Commander." Droidbait slings his cannon off of his back and jumps straight off the cliff, his troopers following suit. They slide down the ridge, straight into the droid camp.
He smirks and follows them down, unhooking his lightsaber.
Droidbait taps a droid on the shoulder.
The droid turns and suddenly realizes that they are here. It makes a loud screeching noise, alerting the camp.
Droidbait slams his cannon into the droid, crushing it.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A clone with the markings of a coruscant guard is talking to some other troopers. On his back is a heavily modified Z-6 rotary cannon.
Maneki-Neko walks over "They appear to be on the move. Their camp is slowly packing up." He said, hands folded under the sleeves of his robes.
Droidbait turns. "should we ambush them sir?"
"It is your choice. These are your troops" He asked, raising a brow.
"And you're our Commander."
"I am on loan, not here forever." He said and tilted his head "Your word Droidbait, your choice."
"Whatever you say Commander." Droidbait slings his cannon off of his back and jumps straight off the cliff, his troopers following suit. They slide down the ridge, straight into the droid camp.
He smirks and follows them down, unhooking his lightsaber.
Droidbait taps a droid on the shoulder.
The droid turns and suddenly realizes that they are here. It makes a loud screeching noise, alerting the camp.
Droidbait slams his cannon into the droid, crushing it.
A clone with the markings of a coruscant guard is talking to some other troopers. On his back is a heavily modified Z-6 rotary cannon.
Maneki-Neko walks over "They appear to be on the move. Their camp is slowly packing up." He said, hands folded under the sleeves of his robes.
Droidbait turns. "should we ambush them sir?"
"It is your choice. These are your troops" He asked, raising a brow.
"And you're our Commander."
"I am on loan, not here forever." He said and tilted his head "Your word Droidbait, your choice."
"Whatever you say Commander." Droidbait slings his cannon off of his back and jumps straight off the cliff, his troopers following suit. They slide down the ridge, straight into the droid camp.
He smirks and follows them down, unhooking his lightsaber.
Droidbait taps a droid on the shoulder.
The droid turns and suddenly realizes that they are here. It makes a loud screeching noise, alerting the camp.
Droidbait slams his cannon into the droid, crushing it.
The droids raise their blasters.
Hit: 252123271013
Damage: 8 x 6
A few troopers are hit as droidbait and others fire back
Attack: 26 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll. x 6
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A clone with the markings of a coruscant guard is talking to some other troopers. On his back is a heavily modified Z-6 rotary cannon.
Maneki-Neko walks over "They appear to be on the move. Their camp is slowly packing up." He said, hands folded under the sleeves of his robes.
Droidbait turns. "should we ambush them sir?"
"It is your choice. These are your troops" He asked, raising a brow.
"And you're our Commander."
"I am on loan, not here forever." He said and tilted his head "Your word Droidbait, your choice."
"Whatever you say Commander." Droidbait slings his cannon off of his back and jumps straight off the cliff, his troopers following suit. They slide down the ridge, straight into the droid camp.
He smirks and follows them down, unhooking his lightsaber.
Droidbait taps a droid on the shoulder.
The droid turns and suddenly realizes that they are here. It makes a loud screeching noise, alerting the camp.
Droidbait slams his cannon into the droid, crushing it.
The droids raise their blasters.
Hit: 252123271013
Damage: 8 x 6
A few troopers are hit as droidbait and others fire back
Attack: 32 Damage: 39 x 6
They fall easily, screeching. The few that aren't hit run into the woods, leaving their things as they disappear.
Maneki-Neko helps up a few, applying bandages to any wounds.
"An eye for an eye, a leg for a leg."
Abroxis is a planet of awe-inspiring beauty, with vast expanses of lush vegetation and towering trees that stretch up towards the sky. However, it is also a place of intense conflict, where the battle between the Light and Dark Side rages on. The planet's valuable resources have made it a focal point for countless wars, and the ongoing struggle between the Separatists and Republic Troopers has left the landscape pockmarked with the scars of battle.
The fighting on Abroxis is brutal and unforgiving, with both sides determined to emerge victorious. The planet's dense forests and rugged terrain make it an ideal battleground, with countless hiding places and strategic vantage points. The sound of blaster fire and explosions echoes through the trees, filling the air with a deafening roar that never seems to dissipate.
Despite the chaos and destruction, Abroxis remains a symbol of hope for those who believe in the power of peace and justice. Its natural beauty and abundance of resources offer the promise of a better future, and many are willing to risk everything to ensure that this promise is fulfilled. As the battle rages on, the fate of Abroxis hangs in the balance, and only time will tell which side will emerge victorious.
Maneki-Neko is a fascinating creature that closely resembles a cat, yet possesses unique Jedi powers that set him apart from any other creature. He hails from a distant and mysterious planet, where he stands tall on its surface, surveying the surrounding landscape with a watchful eye. He is adorned in flowing robes of pale green and white, which ripple and flutter in the gentle breeze, lending him an air of grace and elegance. On his hip, he carries a gleaming lightsaber, always at the ready should danger arise. As he peers out over the nearby ridge, his eyes narrow in deep concentration as he surveys the enemy camp with intense scrutiny, contemplating his next move with utmost care and precision.
[This based off of TherenDotsk2's 'A Troopers Story. I was thinking about it recently and wanted this story to continue for those who also enjoyed it.]
-Rules-
1. Be kind to others, especially out of character
2. Please don't argue over someone's character, they have every right to be creative with their character.
3. If quote chains get too long, let them know politely. Remember our mobile friends.
4. Have fun >:]
5. We are looking to keep this PG-16 for romance. For gore, that is allowed. This is war, after all, emotions run high.
6. If you've read the rules, please put, FOR THE REPUBLIC in your first post.
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*FOR THE REPUBLIC!*
A clone with the markings of a coruscant guard is talking to some other troopers. On his back is a heavily modified Z-6 rotary cannon.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Maneki-Neko walks over "They appear to be on the move. Their camp is slowly packing up." He said, hands folded under the sleeves of his robes.
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Droidbait turns. "should we ambush them sir?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"It is your choice. These are your troops" He asked, raising a brow.
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"And you're our Commander."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I am on loan, not here forever." He said and tilted his head "Your word Droidbait, your choice."
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"Whatever you say Commander." Droidbait slings his cannon off of his back and jumps straight off the cliff, his troopers following suit. They slide down the ridge, straight into the droid camp.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He smirks and follows them down, unhooking his lightsaber.
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Droidbait taps a droid on the shoulder.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The droid turns and suddenly realizes that they are here. It makes a loud screeching noise, alerting the camp.
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Droidbait slams his cannon into the droid, crushing it.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The droids raise their blasters.
Hit: 24 24 12 15 20 27
Damage: 12 x 6
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A few troopers are hit as droidbait and others fire back
Attack: 26 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll. x 6
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They fall easily, screeching. The few that aren't hit run into the woods, leaving their things as they disappear.
Maneki-Neko helps up a few, applying bandages to any wounds.
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The wounded troopers seem mostly fine. Droidbait puts his cannon over his back. "Now what commander?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*FOR THE REPUBLIC!!!*
A clone Commando is slinking through the forests.
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
"They'll most likely be heading back to their original post.." He says and rips a head from a droid off its shoulders, examining it.
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He hears a voice in his ear. "Commando, this is Mankei-Neko. How copy?"
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"So track them?" Droidbait asks, sounding confused.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.