[OOC] Star Wars: Last of The Force

[AdamantiumWolf]

Yeah I think he means Force Whirlwind, which is an advanced version of Force Push, like Force Wave. I also thought it was called Force Tornado. xD

[knighthawk]

"Use the source, Link."

[Sep]

I am not going to join at this particular time. I've applied to go to college full time for once my job is finished and for that I need to pass this years courses.

Sooo...

Y'know. Life.

[AdamantiumWolf]

@Sep
Good luck with those courses.

[Zarkun]

I am not going to join at this particular time. I've applied to go to college full time for once my job is finished and for that I need to pass this years courses.

Sooo...

Y'know. Life.

@Sep

Best of luck, mate. College is worth it. Even when you want to stab it with a dull spork.

[knighthawk]

I am not going to join at this particular time. I've applied to go to college full time for once my job is finished and for that I need to pass this years courses.

Sooo...

Y'know. Life.

@Sep

Have fun, keep lurking for your voyeuristic entertainment as you live vicariously through us.

[Sep]

<Snipped quote by Sep>

Have fun, keep lurking for your voyeuristic entertainment as you live vicariously through us.

@knighthawk

I tend not to read RPs, I'm weird like that. Only read them if I'm in them.

[Assallya]

I could tell you all about Gun Dancers... but an essay or a history lesson can be drab and boring. Instead, enjoy a quick dialogue.

Edit: I should add that the two Canons Legends and Official conflict over the matters of Mandalore, particularly during the clone wars and the coup of Mandalore.

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"I don't understand," Sahren complained, "You said I wasn't a Jedi?"

The cyborg rose from his seat with a whining of gears and serves and considered his response. He was older, more machine now than man, head half balding and the remaining tresses pulled back into a loose ponytail. His right leg, right arm, much of his torso, one eye and even a piece of his jaw had been replaced by metal components. The camera whirred as the man considered his answer.

"That much is true," the cyborg replied, "You are not a Jedi."

"But this person I met, this woman," she complained, "She could 'sense' me or some poodoo like that from across the room."

Sahren was a small woman, with curled chestnut hair and a leather jacket spread across her small frame over a plain grey t-shirt with orange flaring. She sat almost like an animal in a crouch, as if about to spring into action but whether to fight or to flee one could not be certain.

"She must have been a Jedi," the cyborg answered, "Don't see many of them these days since they tried to conquer the Republic and got their arses handed to them. I never figured you'd run into one in this big wide galaxy. I guess it is true. Force draws the Force. Met me a Jensaarai at one point that said that."

"So... what am I Mallarch? These things you taught me, where did they come from? You said it was something that anybody could do."

The pirate captain inclined his head, staring up at the ceiling for a moment, considering how best to respond. That was never an easy question. "Who am I?" was a question everyone asked themselves throughout their lives. Sahren was seeking answers and it was a subject that pained Captain Mallarch, scourge of the space lanes. He had hoped to pass away, without having revealed any of this to Sahren. The fool girl could get things into her head.

"As you well know," the Captain explained, "there has always been friction between Mandalorians and the Jedi and during the Clone Wars the Mandalorian people chose to embrace freedom. They separated from the Republic but did not join the Separatists..."

"but they did join the-"

"Don't interrupt. They eventually would but not yet. That is another tale. This was a golden age for Mangalore. The Mandalorian Protectors, the True Mandalorians who embraced the Codex were growing in power and the Jedi during the clone wars overstepped their authority and gave up their role as peacemakers and took to war. This was unacceptable to the Duchess Satine, as was the baby stealing they had been forced to endure as a member of the Republic. She believed this was why so few from Mangalore could touch the force for the Jedi had bred the ability out of her people. The Duchess commissioned its own order of force users to complement the protectors and began scouring the galaxy for any and all knowledge of the force.

"I was one of those first few. I traveled from system to system learning from those the Jedi looked down upon as did others. I was assigned a True Mandalorian Knight Protector who would give his life in my defense and each of us came back and tought the others until our own means of using the force came into being, our own style if you would. The first thing we learned was that heavy armour and the force did not mix. It blunted the senses, made it harder to reach out with the force and the greatest weapon of the Jedi is not their ability to toss things around but the simple ability to know when danger looms or that a nearby room is filled with enemies or that the third corridor from the left leads towards your destiny.

"This was at odds with our lifestyles. Mandalorians were not Jedi, they wore armour, not flimsy robes. We wore little in the way of armour but did not look like Jedi. We were at first mere gun slingers, then we became gun dancers. We could feel an enemy coming, shoot down men blind folded, and finally shoot blaster bolts out of the air with our own blasters like shooting skeet. We learned to curve our blaster bolts and bounce our bolts off of hard objects. We continued to pair our force users, now Gun Dancers, with our heavily armed Knight Protectors, perfectly complementing one another.

"We weren't as powerful as the Jedi, we were fewer in number, but we were an order and we were our own. Then came the battle of Novus III. We had been sent to rescue Senator Padme Amidala who was in danger of being taken by the Separatists when the Jedi arrived somehow believing we were responsible and wiped us out. What you see of me today is the result. I was one of the few survivors. A gun dancer is no match for a Jedi, only with a Protector do you stand a chance as a pair.

"Worse, what we didn't know was that Darth Maul and Savage Oppress was using the Jedi distraction to conquer Mandalore and turn it over to the Separatist cause. The Jedi, in essence, created their own worst enemy and I spent the next few months in a bacta tank being fitted for my new limbs."

"I don't understand, why did the Jedi do that?" Sahren asked, "How did they know?"

"I'm sorry my dear," Mallarch answered her, "I don't know. Nobody does. Only the Jedi did and they are all as dead as we were. There were rumours that the dark side of the force clouded their minds, their ability to foresee. I've even heard a foolish rumour that our new emperor is the pawn of a Sith lord and that he orchestrated the whole thing at his master's behest to eliminate our order as a possible rival to his power. Honestly Sahren. We may never know."

Sahren looked confused. There was a lot to take in. She was the last of an entire order. True, it was a short lived order but what did that mean? Was she obligated to rebuild? Did she want that responsibility? She had to admit the idea terrified her.

"So what do I do now?"

"I don't know Sahren. I was never going to tell you any of this. I was going to let the Gun Dancers die with me but when I met you, half Mandalorian, eager to see the galaxy and with that spark in you I started training you. I kept saying I would stop, that you knew more than enough to be a competent smuggler or captain in your own right but I kept teaching.

"Whatever you do Sahren, so long as you are happy."

This, however, did not comfort Sahren at all.

[Ciphra]

Well that was a fun read!

[knighthawk]

DO we have a confirmed YEAR this is taking place? It matters to character creation for most of us.

[Assallya]

Personally, I'm assuming this takes place somewhere alongside the Star Wars: Rebels series.

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As for Mandalorian Gun Dancer's abilities in general:

-Force Sensing: The ability to sense other force users, danger, disturbances and destinies.
-Force Quick Draw: The Gun Dancers pistol leaps out of it's holster into their hands. This only applies to a bonded weapon.
-Blaster Bolt Bending: By throwing the pistol out to the side a Gun Dancer can alter the trajectory. (Like in the movie "Wanted")
-Bolt Clipping: A Gun Dancer can shoot other blaster bolts out of the air. This, causes the two blaster bolts to veer off randomly. Not as effective as a lightsaber parrying bolts but is able to be used at a distance. This is often used to protect their Knight Protector as he or she advances.
-Bolt Bounce: A Gun Dancer can bounce a bolt of blaster fire off of a hard substance like a ship's hull. The bolt after bouncing has greatly diminished power
-Force Leap and parkour: Gun Dancers are much better at silently traversing terrain than their knight protector companions. They can leap prodigious distances.

Restrictions:
Gun Dancers have no Telekinetic Ability beyond a bonded weapon

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Sahren Orai
Appearance: Sahren routinely wears simple brown worker's pants, a plain white shirt and a leather jacket. Her belt is wide and from it hangs a specially designed, speed holster.

Age: 26
Race: Human
Faction: Independent
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 124 lbs.
Skills: Pilot, Gunplay,
Gun Dancer Abilities: Force Leap, Force Draw, Curved Shot, Bounce Bolt,
Starship: YT-1300 transport named "Heart of the Fire"

Biography​

Sahren was born on Centerpoint station, an ancient space station created long ago by an extinct race in the Corellian System. It is a central hub for trade and nearly all products in the shining worlds move through them. Sahren's father was a pirate, her mother worked tables in a tavern. She grew up with all the other street rats, moving through conduits, ducts, and watching the ships come and go.

Her father was fairly abusive, coming home from time to time only to get drunk and beat upon her and her mother. Finally, her father got a position with a different pirate captain, one with more grandoise goals then raiding granary ships. Unfortunately, this also meant more danger and he was killed in the line of duty.

It was at this point she met captain Mallarch, The Harbinger, who informed them of his crewman's death. He was a cyborg, half machine and many found his appearance unsettling. Surprisingly, he took interest in the young Sahren and checked on her each time he made for port.

Sahren also found herself enjoying the perils of swoop racing and Harbinger gifted her with a fine, if purloined, example of the machine. With it she began to win a number of purses, further encouraging the captain's interest in her. Finally, he purchased for her "first" blaster only to find she already had one and then began to instruct her in its use and asked her to join his crew.

She was part of that crew for some months but found she wasn't particularly fond of the violence. In addition there was the high mortality rate involved in rushing through airlocks storm trooper style. She took her earnings, coupled them with her won purses and purchased her first ship. A beat up old rust bucket.

Over the next few years, she still met up with Captain Harbinger who not only respected her decision to leave his crew but, to her surprise, heartedly approved. He taught her advanced shooting techniques, how to bend her blaster bolts, how to bank shots off of objects and a number of other tricks. He simply said they were a Mandalorian thing. Never once did he mention that he was teaching her techniques of the last surviving member of the Mandalorian Gun Dancers nor did he ever mention the force. She merely thought that anyone, given training, could do the things he instructed.

When he felt she was ready he gave her a special pair of pistols and a mask she could wear that symbolized her acceptance into his clan.

Later, after several adventures she encountered a co-pilot, an interesting computer slicer she rescued from a Hutt's clutches. She also managed to steal herself a virtually new YT-1300 transport ship from the Black Sun which she has renamed the "Heart of the Fire".

Now she just needs a pair of gunners... and someone with more knowledge than herself in Starship engineering. Sahren can get by with routine maintenance and can swap parts but knowing what a particular vibration in the deck plates means is something of an Engineer's skill

Gun Dancers​

Mandalorian Gun Dancers were created long ago, sponsored by the Duchess Satine of Mandalore. She had previously been highly impressed with the actions of one Obi Wan Kenobi who had saved her life and wanted her people to have their own similar resource. Indeed, such a force would be quite useful against the forced of the Death Watch.

The Jedi were disturbed and upset by this, creating a rift between them. They insisted that only the Jedi were capable of using the force without succumbing to the power of the Dark Side. As a result the Mandalorians had to investigate other cultures like the Dathomiri, Baran-Do and the Voss Mystics to build this force.

In time they began to develop their own force abilities, with weaknesses and strengths far different from those of the Jedi. They were gifted with enhanced senses, started receiving visions and then managed to use their force abilities to perform remarkable feats of gunplay. They never, however, learned to use the telekinetic arts of the Jedi and they eschewed the lightsaber, refusing to have anything to with with a Jedi weapon. (Actually, this isn't entirely correct. Not surprisingly, the only telekinetic ability the Gun Dancers have developed, sheerly by accident, is an aid to fast drawing where the pistol jumps up slightly out of the holster)

Unfortunately, the heavy armour of the Mandalorian super commandos hampered many of their abilities so they discontinued using them. This led to two developments. The first was an interesting arrangement where one Gun Dancer would be teamed with one or two typical Protectors in heavy armour. As a result, it was a blending of two styles. The heavy and powerful Protector mingled well with the faster moving, dodging dancer. The second was the inclusion of a slip on face mask that a Gun Dancer put on when interacting with other Mandalorians or when they chose to begin killing.

At first they were coddled by the Mandalorian Protectors but in time they became a force to be reckoned with and together they were deemed nearly unstoppable. Unfortunately, the Gun Dancers still lacked the experience of the Jedi and the Protectors, Gun Dancers included, were still vastly outnumbered.

It was this budding force that frightened Darth Sidious. The Jedi he had spent decades, possibly even centuries manipulating, but this new force was impossible to predict and difficult to infiltrate in order to keep his plans on track in the timeline he had planned. Thus they needed to be destroyed. Turning the Jedi and the Mandalorian Protectors against one another wasn't particularly difficult with the bad history between the two organizations. Simply spreading rumours caused both sides to believe the other had ill intent towards the other. Then, a single agent at the proper time firing a blaster into their midst had them at each other's throats. The Mandalorians were quite simply outmatched.

Riot
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Age: 19
Race: Human
Faction: Independent
Height: 5'1"
Weight: 111 lbs.
Skills: Computer Slicing
Unique Equipment: Riot has somehow managed to acquire or clone or otherwise manage herself a cloaking harness, one of the lost technologies of the Old Republic. She refuses to share this technology with anyone, not even Sahren!

Appearance: Riot is a small woman with short pink and purple bangs who wears baggy pants and colourful humourous shirts of her own design or downloaded from the Holonet.

History: Sahren knows little of Riot's true history, only that she is a great hacker who regularly seems to get into more than enough trouble for the both of them. Riot, for that is her only name after having her name scrubbed from all public records, was rescued by Sahren from a nefarious Hutt who was using her abilities to stay one step ahead of the local authorities. Once again, much to her dismay, Sahren gave up her cargo and earnings to rescue an innocent.

Now Riot serves as Sahren's companion and slicer. Normally she stays aboard the ship, conversing with Sahren via an ear piece and using her connection to the holonet to look up information on contacts, call up street maps and otherwise advise Sahren.

[Assallya]

When I kill something... I kill it good. *lol*

[Zarkun]

Nah, I think we're all recovering from Food Comas. I know I am.

[Ciphra]

Haha, I could quite possibly be guilty as charged on that one...

[knighthawk]

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[knighthawk]

[Zarkun]

Still not sure how I feel about those cross overs...

[Zarkun]

*pokes around* Hello?

[AdamantiumWolf]

Lol I thought about poking, is everyone just super swamped with the holidays?

[Ciphra]

I was, and I just finished my paper for one of my classes, so I don't blame anyone for not being around much since finals are coming up. Mine are next week personally so yeah haha.