1] https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/176586-vampire-tyrant-dead/ic

2 (after the third post below)] https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/182587-7th-heaven-a-tavern-roleplay/ooc#post-5204523

3 (before post four)] https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/162801-freeform-fantasy-roleplay-anybody-can-just-jump-in/ic?page=4

05|14|2023: https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/86431-tnt-the-nameless-tavern-always-open/ic?page=150#post-5448980

:IN HYPERSPACE:

The TIE Interceptor was on a stead-fast course to Coruscant.
Inside the Interceptor Sebastian took off his helmet. His hair flooped and then to the cool air-conditioned Interceptor's life system stuck in place to gently linger. He took off his gloves too to eat his rations as he contemplated what just transpired. Rancors were tough, but that was a "vampire". He only saw two ever. That was the third and the first in person. Certainly was capable of killing him in an instant.

The other Royal Guards usually become freelancers after this many exploration missions. All in the guile of being a Jedi Hunter. Kill enough, sell their lightsabers to the Emperor's Brokers, and he'll train you to be a Shadow Guard; The best Royal Guard possible. A 1st Lieutenant-Commander, trained in the Arts of lightsaber, doctrined in the Way of the Force, Empowered to stormtroop in the name of the Emperor! A regular Royal Guard only get's courteous missions of life and death, with no options to opt-out.

.... That is all he keeps instilled to his soul, in essence of his training - force pike exempliary exhaltion, two-handed assault blaster recon, and adept excersize to continue the remembrance of his training.

Proud to be of the 138th Poland planet, Sebastian, finished his meal then made use of both hands regloved to the ships controls. When enroute to his command ship he patrolled the vector before entering stealth-mode.

That was what 1st Sargeant Dabrowski, the 123rd billionth Sebastian PRINCE of Poland138, had go through his mind when he soared into his Coruscant hyperspace coordinates.

It was a Sith Assassin dread code. The Emperor had his ministers so fearful of their stature as inferior opponents to any soldier that the Sith acolytes have learned to at least prism terror to a modular craze static input just at surviving Imperial Royal Guards intent on becoming Imperial Royal Shadow Guards.

That Sith-Sorcery had Sebastian voyage through his anticipation of being a future Imperial Royal Shadow Guard. It was intended to have him rebel to a band of Sith Shadows. So, because of his loyalty as an Imperial Royal Guard, it instead quantum transwarped his hyperspace route into teleporting him into a magical-once-upon-a-time tavern, where he found himself looking at a toilet. Miracuously his instincts got his force-pike before his transcention.

The Valkrie-Slayer escorts Ashley, and Stella had helped party through the timely taverns to locate "The X-Tremist", his TIE Interceptor. When found there was an appropriated measure of goodbyes.

As The X-Tremist lifted off the ground, Sergeant Dabrowski saw the two ladies holding their peanutbutter pie and extra waves goodbye. He pushed in his course-route into the reconnoiter and engaged the throttle jetisenning out of the gully up into space.

When out of the " wormhole " the hyper-drive was initiated. With both hands he moved the two throttles forward and was lightspeeding.

Pressing the buttons on the lightspeed throttles simoultaneously locked his starship in its course-route. Free again, Sebastian reviewed his contents, and ship.

Flipped some switches, pushed some buttons, enterred stealth mode. The navigation library was on through a side-monitor by his left dash controls. When it'd find the best route to course back to the command ship he'd then measure the distance, may be a nebula, may be a straight vector to use the hyper-drive itself.

Whatever was found would have a relocation to land for fuel, and supplies. May even have a bounty there to capture, if I needed to wait for a vessel to get me.

The location "Demon Realm" was accounted for, as well as the planets "Vegeta", "Popstar", "Morbius", "Shangeillos", and "Dorin".

With Dorin allied with his own cosmos he ventured to it. With his left hand on the joyhelms steering handle Sebastian pushed some switches with his right hand, at the right-dashboard. With the survoy of everything nominal, he grabbed the helm then did he push a button on the left dashboard. The ships starshield turned to solar-verdant, allowing full sun\sunny planet reflections to salvo energy through the ion synergetic engines outter panels.

He cruised through space towards Dorin.

Space Ghost decimated the TIE Interceptor with the Imperial Royal Guard.

A few seconds before Space Ghost tried to eradicate Sebastian Sebastian had a new psychological endeavor with the dark side of the force again, this time with an imminent death approaching Sebastian unleashed his force potential and through the colonic blast of his TIE Interceptors peril managed a vector-time-dispersal-teleport to a nearby Turok planet whence the evelop of his powers tried to sustain life around him to prove it.

Space Ghost saw that happen and flew down to the planet never having his eyes unfixiate from Sebastian.

....

With his right arm within a mountainous wall rising to a cliff, Space Ghost on his knees and left hand, torso torn off front and back, cowl twisted enough for him to be suffocating, leggings ripped and torn, with some cuts|scrapes bleeding more than others.. Was crying as he bellowed to Sebastian laying 40feet from that place all limbs broken, and quite also bleeding profusely as much from the same scrapes|cuts he endured with his armor. His helmet was lost, along with his mantel.

"If you would of just accepted being called a "Jedi" I would remember how to-!"

I managed to yell back "You are a vain man! There's no way you meant being a "Jedi Master", but what you said is true about me needing to abandon being an Imperial Royal Guard to find my initial version of myself in this realms "Roleplayer Guild"! But you, youuu are not going to be my instructor!"

Space Ghost seething in angst, and confusion, from having the prosperous moment in his life to remember he was a Jedi Master only because of the sheer oblivion he was forced to battle, couldn't phase into spirit form and continued to be stuck in that wall, in that position, nearing an emo death... His eyes having been gauged during the battle had him sustain from an implosion of ego, power, and reserve charisma, and so after a 30 minute blind fight, that had many dinosaurs killed in the attempt to regain his spirit vision Space Ghost ended up in the wall, crying because some of those dinosaurs were relentless whether he was a threat, or a corrupt threat... And he knew he couldnt defend himself this time. All his hope was to have Sebastian deem him worthy for him to remember how to manifest to a healing spirit form- because it requires happiness to sustain.

So, Space Ghost replied with his guile "You bitch! Can't you see I am the answer to all your questions?!"

The head of a carnivorous dinosaur snapped it's jaws over Space Ghost out of the jungle. As it raised up, blood spluttered and droolicking about its maw, a satchel was around it's neck with reigns to a saddle. On that saddle holding the riegns was Tim Curry. "Hello! Sorry, if that was your friend- but from how it sounded you prefer, at least I hope it's you I did come out a jungle without warning, sounded you prefer to be a free man. And something about Jedi- I happen to be one, care to come to the Jedi Temple here on Turok?" Said Mr. Curry.

Gaping at him, to my amazement, I nodded an okay.

Brought through a waterfall to a valley enclaved by the mountains I was hospitalized.

I woke up on a bed, my body healed. I got up and stood to test that exactly out, it was true I had mended well. I walked towards the door and found my clothing on a table beside it's location. I put them on, they also were somewhat fixed, not perfectly, but enough to keep my dignity.

I left the room to find myself in a passage that was open to a garden, aside from the ways of the passage. I walked into the garden. There were several people doing Martial Arts in uncanny dance formations. I got nearer. The spar was marvelous, each moments of hesitation were tried to be groomed by a body tempo - sometimes the Martial Artist would go in an entirely different direction to a flick of their body to master their techniques, as the opponent would react in countenance to their reflexes to ponder with sight and hold their positions. it became obvious more and more that these two Martial Arts have been at this for years.

The people were welcoming of me, and I had learned many things from the young and old. I almost felt I could stay here, but Tim Curry was in a wheelchair. I felt I had to go back to my existance, or all hope for Poland138 would be lost if I stayed here to become a Sage.

Having been here for 4 months I expect the Emperor thinks I am truly dead now. I'll have to become a Shadow Guard and infilitrate the empire. It should be possible since I am in some sort of realm... It's no longer an idealism called a roleplayer guild... It's got possibilities. Possibilities for liberty. I will succeed.

These people do not accept starcraft, though. I'm going to have to venture into the jungles earth and find myself a working ship.

Flipping through the air into a Dimtrodon's body Sebastian stretched out his arms and brought them down to bare about his midsection, causing the force to obliterate underneath him eradicating the dinosaur. With the moment he could of had from it he propelled himself forward instead, where he front flipped in his vector at a tree trunk. He braced a landing on it, sliding down it further into the jungle.

With his speed he force jumped over a canyon, but saw a starship hanging in a crevical cave. He guided himself to it with a twirling of himself to fell forward by the force.

It wasn't much to work with, but Sebastian managed to reconfigure the slipspace engine to fall out of the cave in reverse, and whilst roving down the air when the time came for the correct vector he managed to get to a hyper speed up and out of the planet backwards.

The oxygion possible would only last 20 minutes. But with the use of the force Sebastian quantumed the ship into the future! He held that presence ever after the plasma tried to decimate the ship upon escape. It went all the way back to the last familiar place he had been. A random Tavern; https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/162801-freeform-fantasy-roleplay-anybody-can-just-jump-in/ic?page=4