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Building a guide to engaging roleplay! Need people to interview. If you want to, PM me! Input would be a great help! :)
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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
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My name is Bailey, Agent, Trip or 43. I am versatile in roleplay topics, though I prefer to do almost anything in the fantasy realm. I'd be willing to rp with anybody, as long as you have enough patience to deal with my awkward personality and sometimes poor grammar. My PMs are open to discussing rps.

Please note that I have not existed or roleplayed for almost half a year so I will be struggling for a little while until I pick my abilities back up! I will try my best, so feel free to PM me as said above!

I talk too much sometimes, sorry



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"Alright. It was good to hear from you, Shade, even under these circumstances," The transmission ended with a quiet click as the pilot called out. "We're good to land! You two good back there?"

Kissimi


Kissimi had managed to negotiate the Republic ship into a spot, but she'd had to trade away Megara's spare lightsaber for it. Well, the spot and fuel, so she decided Megara would have time to get mad at her later. It was the spare, Master Window's, or Kissimi's own, and the latter two weren't an option she would even consider. Sorry, Shade. It's your lightsaber or more than I can pay. I'll repay you another way, but for now this'll do. You can negotiate for it back if you want, She thought after she'd radio'd up to the Republic ship that they could land.
"Sending your help now, and I will have to inform the Council of our loss- his Padawan, you say? I wasn't aware he had one..." He sounded a bit confused but clearly was trying to shrug it off as a miscommunication. Meanwhile, Chase scampered over to Megara. The sound of Master Kenobi speaking to... somebody... could be heard. "Nevermind. There was a miscommunication and I wasn't aware. Stay with her and the younglings."
"Two?" He sounded surprised. "Commander, do we have anybody we can... yes... thank you... Master Shade, we can send a few troop ships and a means of medical transport. Where are you?" He paused for a moment before sighing and speaking again. "And, have you heard from Master Windu?"
"CHASE! WHERE'D OUR SHIELDS JUST GO?" The pilot hollered, knowing that the boy was the most likely person to have done the deed.

Chase Jackson


Chase nodded and then winced as the pilot yelled at him. "Sorry!" was his only response as he went back to messing with the wires. "You should have a better connection now, if they're on the right side of Atollon," He added, setting down the wires he was holding very carefully. Just like he'd been saying, the connection seemed to fizzle back to life.

"Master Shade? Do you copy? Repeat, do you copy?" In fact, the connection was much better. Something had probably been done on the other side that, paired with Chase's attempt, had given them a good connection.
Banned for being new, and thinking your phone crashed.
Chase Jackson


"I can try. But they're in the airspace above Atollon, which is farther than I think I can get it to be. I'm not sure though; this is an older ship than the ones normally seen around nowadays, and with older parts too. I don't want to- oops, well, there go our shields..." Chase fiddled with the wires until he froze, having messed up the shields. "Uh- my bad?" He sounded guilty and had an expression to match it. He was lucky the ship was above the sentry guns' ranges, or they'd have been shot down in minutes if not seconds.
The pilot did so, not wanting to get the ship damaged.

There was only silence for quite a while before a distorted voice spoke. It was broken up, most likely due to range, but audible. "...Shade... Kenobi... patch... Council..." were the only words discernable. Apparently, Chase's attempt to give the ship distance would only go so far as to connect them to a Jedi Cruiser in the nearby system.
Kissimi


"Yeah, they're not going to listen to me. Just get higher and I'll tell you when you can come down," Kissimi snapped, annoyed to the point of showing it. She had been forced to do a 360 to avoid being shot down by the sentries and was almost out of their range. She landed without much trouble and beckoned for Pira to follow her. The wolves flanked them, as usual.

Chase Jackson


Chase got to work, but he wasn't very good with mechanics. Just watching the mechanics hadn't been very informative, but he knew how to rig a radio to get some reasonable distance. He finished pretty quickly, but now the ship would only be able to make long-range transmissions. "Done. We only have long-range capabilities until I undo this, but you should be able to contact the Council."
Banned for mathing.
The pilot just sighed and focused on making sure they didn't come in too hard for the landing, but the scrap yard's sentry guns started firing on the unfamiliar ship and he cursed, swerving to avoid getting shot down.

Chase Jackson


Chase stumbled as the ship swerved, catching himself against the wall. "I'm not great, but I can try," He replied, fussing with the end of his sleeve though it hadn't even gotten messed up.
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