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This isn't a critique of you guys and I'm not accusing anyone of 'doing it wrong', so please don't take this thread that way, but I'm just not feeling this setting any more. It's working for you all and that's great. Due to my own personal preferences, however, I think it's time for me to bow...

Anyone else out there watching the relaunch by any chance? If so, then holy cheeseballs, Ravenfreak's a lot more... disturbing this time around. And I mean heavy on the disturbing. I'm loving the new character designs, though; especially the new talking avatars, they look a lot better than in...

“A form to fill out? Well, let's see, then... COMPOSITION AND APPEARANCE: I'm of average height for a human female, standing at a noble 5 feet 6 inches. My hair is of light brown that contrasts well with a pair of simple blue eyes. I keep my hair rigorously trimmed and brushed and tend to allow...

So, while I was down sick today I started thinking about the RP and the plotlines involved therein. I got to wonder if the effects of the SW wars on the general population had ever been explored in depth. I'm not talking about your 'Faction X decimated Faction Y' type things, but how those sort...

The hallway came to an end; a door loomed up ahead. Nuala studied the door for a long moment, fighting a sense of deja vu, trying to decide how this was all going to go. This was her third master in as many months. Granted, losing the previous two hadn't been her fault, but by now people were...

((OoC Link.)) With a snap of light, a trio of fighters dropped out of hyperspace. Alya immediately turned her eyes over her instruments. The space around them was clear and free of life or obstacles. Their coordinates and navigation had been on the nose and no one had gotten lost in the space...

I'm just preemptively making this so that we have a clearinghouse for any upcoming discussions.

Nuala was beginning to give up hope of ever getting past her chronic space sickness. What was this, her thirteenth foray into space? It didn't matter. She was still really green around the gills and felt two minutes away from hurling at any given moment. She popped a few more of the sickness...

Had he been capable of moving at speeds beyond a fast shuffle, EG-PO could have aptly been compared to a ping-pong ball. As it was, the best imitation that he could give was of a tree slug painfully trying to dart away from a predator. The predator in question was a trio of padawans and EG-PO...

Abandoned Military Instillation, Adumar Early Morning Maybe nobody else would be so impressed, but Dingo had never seen a real live archeological dig before. He made sure to take it all in so that he could record it properly later. There was a big hole spread all across the ground with...

So, here's the idea. A historical preservation society hires Dingo and a group of mercenaries to explore an old, abandoned military base and see if there's anything of antiquated value inside and any leftover personal effects. The bad news is that the old, abandoned military base is run by a...

COMPOSITION AND APPEARANCE: Well, my name is Dingo McColonydrop and I'm a felacatian from Felacat, so that makes me a humanoid feline. I've got the whole cat nose, eyes, ears and tail thing going on. My eyes are a really bright green and my fur is a matted black and brown with pretty uneven...

Alright... it looked like things were coming together. This was going to be a significant step up in terms of Cath's "re-education", so she needed to make sure that everything was in place and ready to go. There wasn't going to be any fumbling allowed in this one. Nuala cast her gaze over the...

Pretty much what it says on the tin. I'm looking for someone who can run some NPC interference for an upcoming project. If you're interested, could you shoot me a PM? The NPCs won't be a part of any actual faction. Just sayin'. EDIT: Got it covered. Thanks!

Well, darn. ;_; ... I guess the moral of this story is never trust an [INVITE] thread.

Could've sworn I'd posted this last night, but I guess I disconnected a touch too soon. Anyway, yes. What is Jedi protocol for transporting a Sith Prisoner? And as a subset to this question, who would have the final say-so over such a transport: the GA or the Jedi? And as a subset to...

[[Non-Canon]] How it had come to this, Nuala wasn't fully sure. But somewhere in all of her recent adventures everything had come undone. Someone or some thing had gotten the drop on her and conked her from behind. When she'd come back to the land of the living, Nuala had found herself a Sith...

Coruscant, Early Morning The ringing of armored boots across metal marked time to Nyloke's journey across the cargo hold. His eyes flicked back and forth between the datapad in his hands and the mound of containers and boxes that grew around him. Behind him, two scruffy transport droids were...

"Meh, you boys and your fancy forms. Alright, I'll answer your questions." NAME: Nyloke the Dragon Slayer FACTION: Mando RANK: TBD SPECIES: Human AGE: 28 GENDER: Male HEIGHT: 6' 2” WEIGHT: 178 lbs EYES: Gray HAIR: Black SKIN: Tanned CREDITS: 1,000 credits DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Tattoo across...

"Alright, girl." Nuala took a deep breath. "You can do this. Just keep your calm and it'll all be good." Arranging this meeting had taken a lot of begging, pleading and a lot of bull-headed stubbornness. It was to her credit then that stubbornness was her stock in trade. Master Bektar Vor...