[OOC] Star Wars: Dawn of the New Republic

[Kalistar]

I just made my first post. I hope you guys like it.

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I added another map, this one showing more of the political factions. Though it does involve the campaigns of Thrawn, it also gives a good idea who was where during this era

[Kalistar]

So 'Shape...were you up for some interaction?

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Kalistar said
So 'Shape...were you up for some interaction?

Sure. Pm me, I'm sure we can figure something out

[Alfhedil]

I'll hopefully have Grand Moff Zsinj and the Sith Lord up later after work, if not both then at least Zsinj.

[nitemare shape]

Awesome

[g-octavi]

I own a copy of the Star Wars Atlas, it has detailed charts for most regions and is more detailed than your map. Is it ok if I use it for reference rather than your map? As far as i can see everything is in the same place but mine is more detailed. I can post HQ photos of the maps as if i reference them in a post just so people can see where i'm talking about. or if anyone wants details of a specific region they can ask me and i'll post it for them if i can.

I'll start work on my character now and post it soon, I'll probably throw together an original character and can i claim Leia Organa for myself too?

[nitemare shape]

Absolutely. Those are just there for reference.

If you'd like to play Leia, go ahead and make a CS for her.

[g-octavi]

Cool thanks.

I think Leia could be a fun character to play, the year you have set is the birth year of her and Han's twins, and force sensitive babies could bring a little humour to the RP.

[g-octavi]

Star Wars: Dawn of the New Republic Character Application

Screen Name: g-octavi (call me tavi)

Character you wish to play: Gaele Tylin

Race: Fondorian, Female, 29

Faction: Heir to the Family star-yacht Business (Tylin Lux Yachts), which itself is a member of the Fondor Guild of Starshipwrights (Ruling body on Fondor and part of the New Republic). Loyal to her father over anyone else. Trained as a luxury ship designer, now working as sales representative,

Background: Ship building was all she ever knew. She grew up as a ship builder’s daughter and learned the trade from her father. Soon discovering that she had more of a knack for designing, he sent her off to school to learn the basics in writing and numbers. This late start to her education isolated her from her class mates who where all several years younger than her, and she struggled to make any friends. Once she finished her time of learning she returned to her father to work for him designing luxury yachts for the super rich. She had never left Fondor, she had never had a reason to, until now.

The war had hurt the luxury business and most companies had moving to the building of warships. Her father didn’t like this and continued to feed the shrinking market. She began designing ships that could defend themselves while still being comfortable and stylish, her father accepted the designs reluctantly and it was not long until she had him talked into building ships for the New Republic forces. They specialised in small ships for patrols and scouting, so they didn’t have much to do to upgrade their factories for the new ship designs.

With this new line of combat ready ships she was required more and more to leave the comforts of her home world to get sales and to find new customers.

Character Class: Business Woman & Sales Rep (not sure how that fits into the selection you gave :P)

Items: A small personal blaster, a data pad with communication software and company database. She also has her personal star-yacht, a one of a kind, personally designed by her for herself. (See pic below)

Character Personality: Gaele is a professional, business always comes first. It is the most important thing in her life after family and has caused her to take on an antisocial demeanour. Her inability to make friends in school extended into her adult life and she tended to keep herself to herself and focus on her work. When interacting with others she never let her emotions get the better of her but when alone all the bottled up emotions often emerged. She was not disliked by others, but neither did people like her in such a way that they would want to socialise or be friends. Men found her attractive but she pushed them away with her cold personality.

Appearance: The baldness of her race caused other human and near human raced to find them unattractive, meaning that almost all Fondorians married another Fondorian. This was not the case for Gaele. She was beautiful, the humans and other off worlders were always seeking to spend time with her and her father took advantage of this to increase his business.

She was average in height and of slim build. She had several tattoos on her body, most of which she covered all the time but a few were visible. One on the back of her right hand of an ancient wild cat which used to roam her planet before the industrial age began eons ago. The other was a tribal vine pattern which ran from her lower back, up her neck, behind her right ear, and stopped in the middle of her forehead. All her tattoos were done in the same shade of purple as her blood which made some of the vines look like blood vessels.

Her blue eyes where what most men noticed though, drawn to them by the tattoo most men would stare at her for some time before realising where they were. They were blue, “as blue as the glow of a hyperdrive engine vent” her father always said. (no pics available)

Character Alignment: Light Side

Do you know how to post pictures on the RPG Boards: yes

Star-yacht – Fondaria

Sample Post: I'll add this later today.

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g-octavi said
Star Wars: Dawn of the New Republic Character ApplicationScreen Name: g-octavi (call me tavi)Character you wish to play: Gaele TylinRace: Fondorian, Female, 29F

Looks good so far

[Edgeworth]

As some of you may have noticed I threw up a post which start's Talons activities. If anyone wants to get involved as friend, foe, mediator, neutral bystander let me know. Also if anyone might want Talon for a plot still get in touch. I can make it so he deals with the corporate sector swiftly and hands off to other men so he can be available to be in almost anything so long as he has a reason.

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Edgeworth said
As some of you may have noticed I threw up a post which start's Talons activities. If anyone wants to get involved as friend, foe, mediator, neutral bystander let me know. Also if anyone might want Talon for a plot still get in touch. I can make it so he deals with the corporate sector swiftly and hands off to other men so he can be available to be in almost anything so long as he has a reason.

Yeah, give me a few posts and I think that my crew on Nar Shaddaa might be able to do some sort of interaction

[Uncle Mayhem]

Star Wars: Dawn of the New Republic Character Application

Screen Name: Uncle Mayhem

Character you wish to play: Rorwarrick (Rick for short)
Race: Wookie
Faction: Desilijic Clan Crime Family

Background:
Rowarrick left Kashyyyk at the fairly young age of 80 against the wishes of his family to find his fortune among the stars. For the first few years he traveled aimlessly, taking work wherever he could get it, not staying for very long in any one place. He would try in get jobs aboard transport ships as a cargo lift operator or in spaceport cantina kitchens, but due to his size and the fearsome reputation of Wookie warriors, he often found himself employed as a bouncer or bodyguard.
Shortly before the rise of the Galactic Empire, Rorwarrick had saved enough credits where he thought he should make his family happy and return home to find a mate. He was welcomed home in open arms and began a small butcher shop near a spaceport specializing in rare/dangerous local meats. Eventually he omet and married his mate, Liakmalla, and they had a male pup, Nagcuk. When the Empire took over Kashyyyk, Rorwarrick opted to not get involved in Wookie resistance, struggling to get by due to lack interstellar trade on the now occupied planet. Liakmalla hated this, but stood by her mate, hoping he was right in saying "this is all temporary, they are doing this to keep us safe".

In 19 BBY the Empire, no longer satisfied frustrated by the continuing gorilla-warfare of the Wookie resistance and needing a hardy, long lived workforce for their various secret super weapon projects, began the mass enslavement of Kashyyyk. It began with bombings. In the predawn darkness Imperial forces withdrew to fortified positions and waited. Shortly after the marketplaces and stands opened, the first bombs dropped. Tree-cites burned, whole sections of support bearing branches collapsed, throwing hundreds to their deaths. As the Wookies struggled to make sense of what was happening, the Stormtroopers poured forth from their positions, quickly eliminating any pockets of resistance. Trandosian slaveships swooped down, shock troopers repelled out the sides of the craft and began enslaving Wookie pups, usually killing the mothers.

Much to his shame, Rorwarrick was helpless to protect his family. In the first wave of bombings his meatstand was almost completely destroyed by a nearby blast, the shockwave sending his body hurdling against the wall, the flaming room caving in on top of him. He awoke restrained, his sense overwhelmed by the smells of burning wood, cooked meat and burnt fur. Groaning, he rolled over and gasped in shock as he came face to face with the open vacant eyes of his mate, Liakmalla. As the world came into focus around him, he roared in pain. All around him his people were in chains being hearded into pens and shipped across the galaxy. The Imperials took the majority, but the Trandosians were allowed to keep some captives as well, the pup Nagcuk was amongst them.
Rorwarrick was sent to a secret Imperial munitions plant in the Outer Rim, though he would never actually spend time as a slave on the production line. Rorwarrick was a difficult prisoner, attacking his captors or destroying supplies as often as possible and spent much of his time in solitary confinement or healing from beatings in MedBays. During recuperating for a particularly savage beating, he devised a plan to escape. Faking his death, he replaced his body with the corpse of another deceased Wookie slave and snuck into a munitions crate. Magnetically sealed, he was unable to open the crate and was discovered on the brink of fatal dehydration when it was opened by Puggdula the Hutt. He has been in her service ever since.

Character Class (choose one):
Bounty Hunter-Cook/Bodyguard/Gladiator/Enforcer

Items:
Ammo Bandolier made of Trandosian skin, belt/pack made from some other creatures skin, Bowcaster w variable scope, Heavy Blaster Repeater Pistol,concealable folding carbon-fiber knife, Ryyk Kerarthorr warblade x2, DataSlate, restraining bolt, bracers, med/long range comm unit, non-lethal grenades-flash,smoke,pepper. Spice/Stims (a reasonable amount for personal use).
Blaster Resistant-Chest Plate, thigh guards, shoulder pads.

Character Personality: Rorwarrick has a personal/cultural sense of morality that has forced him to justify many of his "questionable" activities due to ties to a smalltime crimelord Puggdula the Hutt & subsequent lifedebt he owes her. Although he may not agree with the reasons behind his benefactors instructions he is always careful to complete his assignments. He is secretly addicted to spice, originally only using pain suppressants during the day, he now is willing to try anything in private. He keeps this hidden from everyone.

Character Alignment (Choose one): Walking the Line

Do you know how to post pictures on the RPG Boards: Not yet.

Sample Post (write a sample post that is at least 4 paragraphs long and containing at least 3 lines of dialogue or meet the RPG Advanced guidelines of 12 lines):
WORK IN PROGRESS! I'm still working on all of this, just ran out of time.

[nitemare shape]

hmmm, a wookie bounty hunter. This could be interesting

[nitemare shape]

I should have a Joren post up tomorrow

[Alfhedil]

Hey, Edgeworth, I was reading through your post and noticed that you had mentioned something of a Zsinj Empire. I was actually applying as Zsinj, and thought we should work something out, as the Zsinj I'm writing has gone a little more low-key.

[Edgeworth]

Ah, okay, let me know what you had in mind I can adjust accordingly. I had waged Talon and Zsinj would some how bump into one another eventually.

[g-octavi]

Here is my sample post:

The Fondaria Dropped out of hyperspace on the edge of the Coruscant system, near the orbit of Ulabos. There was almost no traffic this far from the New Republic capital making it the perfect place to meet a client who did not wish to be observed during negotiations. It would not be long until Gaele's mysterious customer arrived and she could finally learn the reason for all this secrecy. It worried her slightly that she had no met the customer and if they turned out to be hostile towards her there would be no ships nearby to come to her aid, but it was a risk she was willing to take. The message she had received, to arrange this clandestine meeting, had said that the client needed combat ready ships that amounted to a small fleet. It was not a deal she could turn down.

Her father would not approve of such dealings with mysterious, unknown clients. He would say, "they are up to no good..." and "If we get caught..." but this could put her father's company up there with the biggest shipwrights in the galaxy and bring in many large legitimate contracts. Yes, she had to go ahead with it. It was for the good of the company.

"Fondaria, come in, this is the Aivan."

"Aivan i hear you, what is your location?"

"We are on the surface of the Ice world, we are sending you the coordinates now."

Her nav console chimed as it received the new information, and she set a landing course.

"recieved, Fontaria out."

An hour later the Fondaria had navigated the ice bands orbiting the planet and made its way to the surface. Gaele opened the hatch and lowered the loading ramp. her environmental suit should have kept out the harsh cold of the icy planet but she still felt a shiver run down her back, maybe it was in anticipation of the strange meeting she thought. There were two of them, both men, standing nearby between the two ships, both wore face masks but neither had an environment suit, only thick clothing to protect them from the harsh conditions. She wondered how they could withstand the cold, but there were many Ice worlds they could be used to living on. The both looked human, but that wasn't always a good indicator of race, even some Fondorian men looked human.

The watched her approach without saying a word. When she was within a few meters of them she spoke.

"Hello, I am Gaele Tylin of TLY. May I ask who i am doing buisness with, your message was very vague."

She had received the message a week ago while conducting business on Kaut. she had been intrigued by the strange nature of the message but she resisted the urge to leave immediately, and finished of her negotiations for new ship building facilities closer to the core. Expanding the business was more important that adventures to the capital system to meet dubious potential clients with a flare for the dramatic.

The men glanced at each other briefly and the taller of the two spoke, his voice distorted by the breathing apparatus.

"Hello Miss Tylin, we only represent a client who wishes to do business with you. Our employer requests that he be allowed to remain anonymous, but you may call me Jisak."

"And I am Hurlim" the other said, his voice softer and quieter than the first man, but distorted in the same way.

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I hope this is enough for a sample, and that it meets your required standard. If it is ok, can i use it as the start of my first post IC?

[Alfhedil]

Alright, I got the CS up for Zsinj for the most part, I'm going to try and set some time aside to get down a full-post as a sample post for him.