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Not to worry anyone, but we need to finish this rp by August. I ship out the 19th for boot camp at which point I won't have internet access probably for like several months.
well technically Palpatine had a wide arrange of acolytes and I'm sure there were also a number of dark jedi during this time as well, however that bio is indeed... amazing... If it was given an overhaul and could actually be related to the current setting a bit more precisely than that would be very well... more amazing.
I'd prefer money in all honesty, scrolls are a bit of an outdated currency since the invention of the printing press in the 1500's.
Kraytan continued to fight back the clones, but there were so many it was becoming increasingly difficult by the second. He may have had the force ability Force Valor aiding him, but even its effects would soon start to leave him if they didn't get out of here. He saw that Deja and a couple Padawans were on their way to one of the LAATs that was up and running. The ship was laying down support fire which only relieved his efforts slightly. "Deja you and the others are going to have to leave without me!" Kraytan shouted as he twirled his Lightsaber pike so fast it was just a blur. Many would think one would have to have robotic hands to spin it that fast, but really all it was, was years of practice.
Deja and the Padawans made it to the side of the LAAT safely. She laid the injured Master Vor'loch on the craft, her fellow guard climbed aboard and drug him safely to the back where the medical supplies were. She heard Kraytan's shout for them to leave him behind, but she couldn't. There were too few Jedi left to be leaving any behind at this rate. "Kraytan we can't leave you! The Temple Master ordered us to escort any surviving Jedi..."
"Out of the Temple! Well that way is out! We have almost succeeded in our mission, now get the others aboard and leave!" Kraytan shouted again. He continued to deflect bolts every second it seemed as they came zipping at him by the Gungan boat loads.He was begnninning to feel his energy leave him, the shrapnel in his stomach was now throbbing and the pain was present and it was worse than before.
The clones by now had realized what the Jedi were trying to do and had positioned their forces in an arc in front of the LAATs and Kraytan. They continued to fire and didn't miss a beat. There were no breaks in the onslaught of blaster bolts coming their way. The LAATs had protective armor thick enough to allow the bolts to ding harmlessly against its sides, but Kraytan didn't have that luxury. When he had almost had enough the Force refused to abandon him.
"Today is not your day my students..." a voice echoed in the force. A man clad in golden armor and silver robes leapt down from above flanked by two lesser ceremonial looking guards. It was the Temple Master, Kraytan was not sure how he was alive but he was thankful to see him nonetheless. The clones stopped for a second, confused by the newcomers and their exquisite armor. "I shall only ask you once, let us go peacefully or I will be forced to retaliate." The clones took a second to process the man's words. Several looked around and did the math, it was well in their favor they thought. The Temple Master sighed as he activated two Lightsaber pikes. His guards activated their pikes as well. The clones opened fire on him but almost all the first wave had been deflected back or in a different direction. The next second the Master split his Lightsaber pikes in half. With four lightsabers he began throwing them at clones around the room. As one returned he threw it again, and again, and again. It simple terms he was juggling the several Lightsabers, catching and throwing. "Kraytan get to the LAAT I shall deal with them."
Kraytan however watched in awe as he witnessed the might of the Temple Master in action. When he finally came out of his intial blank staring he was ready to protest against the Master. However he fell to one knee very weak. He fight had left him and he couldn't give anymore if he wanted. The Temple Master ordered his guards to help Kraytan to the LAAT. They threw his arms over their shoulders and carried him to the side and loaded him into the LAAT with the help of Deja. Once he was aboard the guards hopped into the other LAAT and got it running.
"Deja I need you to watch over Kraytan and the others, all my other students pile into the secondary LAAT!" the Temple Master said as he continued to fight as an army of one. His guards complied with his orders. Besides Deja and Kraytan there were only four other guards, which was more than enough to fly and gun a LAAT. With a powerful force push in a sweeping arc, the Temple Master send waves of debris and clones flying backwards dazed. He deactivated his Lightsabers, reconnected them, and attached them to his belt. He hopped aboard the second LAAT and grabbed a handle on the ceiling to anchor himself and to make sure he didn't;t fall out. "Let's get out of here now!"
Deja and the Padawans made it to the side of the LAAT safely. She laid the injured Master Vor'loch on the craft, her fellow guard climbed aboard and drug him safely to the back where the medical supplies were. She heard Kraytan's shout for them to leave him behind, but she couldn't. There were too few Jedi left to be leaving any behind at this rate. "Kraytan we can't leave you! The Temple Master ordered us to escort any surviving Jedi..."
"Out of the Temple! Well that way is out! We have almost succeeded in our mission, now get the others aboard and leave!" Kraytan shouted again. He continued to deflect bolts every second it seemed as they came zipping at him by the Gungan boat loads.He was begnninning to feel his energy leave him, the shrapnel in his stomach was now throbbing and the pain was present and it was worse than before.
The clones by now had realized what the Jedi were trying to do and had positioned their forces in an arc in front of the LAATs and Kraytan. They continued to fire and didn't miss a beat. There were no breaks in the onslaught of blaster bolts coming their way. The LAATs had protective armor thick enough to allow the bolts to ding harmlessly against its sides, but Kraytan didn't have that luxury. When he had almost had enough the Force refused to abandon him.
"Today is not your day my students..." a voice echoed in the force. A man clad in golden armor and silver robes leapt down from above flanked by two lesser ceremonial looking guards. It was the Temple Master, Kraytan was not sure how he was alive but he was thankful to see him nonetheless. The clones stopped for a second, confused by the newcomers and their exquisite armor. "I shall only ask you once, let us go peacefully or I will be forced to retaliate." The clones took a second to process the man's words. Several looked around and did the math, it was well in their favor they thought. The Temple Master sighed as he activated two Lightsaber pikes. His guards activated their pikes as well. The clones opened fire on him but almost all the first wave had been deflected back or in a different direction. The next second the Master split his Lightsaber pikes in half. With four lightsabers he began throwing them at clones around the room. As one returned he threw it again, and again, and again. It simple terms he was juggling the several Lightsabers, catching and throwing. "Kraytan get to the LAAT I shall deal with them."
Kraytan however watched in awe as he witnessed the might of the Temple Master in action. When he finally came out of his intial blank staring he was ready to protest against the Master. However he fell to one knee very weak. He fight had left him and he couldn't give anymore if he wanted. The Temple Master ordered his guards to help Kraytan to the LAAT. They threw his arms over their shoulders and carried him to the side and loaded him into the LAAT with the help of Deja. Once he was aboard the guards hopped into the other LAAT and got it running.
"Deja I need you to watch over Kraytan and the others, all my other students pile into the secondary LAAT!" the Temple Master said as he continued to fight as an army of one. His guards complied with his orders. Besides Deja and Kraytan there were only four other guards, which was more than enough to fly and gun a LAAT. With a powerful force push in a sweeping arc, the Temple Master send waves of debris and clones flying backwards dazed. He deactivated his Lightsabers, reconnected them, and attached them to his belt. He hopped aboard the second LAAT and grabbed a handle on the ceiling to anchor himself and to make sure he didn't;t fall out. "Let's get out of here now!"
"There is nothing to fear my friends. While I should still conserve my energy as best I can, if we do find ourselves against a Templar ambush they will most likely be unprepared against my rejuvenated powers. I doubt even Thallus himself would be caught off guard. However all in all, I pray to the Goddesses that we can have a somewhat smooth trip from point A to point B." Demoko said as he scanned for Nayrin or Aadab to return. They had telepathic powers from their Sheikah heritage, and while he himself had telepathic powers, they didn't derive from any Sheikah heritage. The Sheikah were Hylia's creation and thus he had no connection to them. If either of the Sheikah did however get into trouble or danger he would at least be able to sense that much and for now that would be good enough. He had to trust in their abilities as well as let them put their skills to the test. All of them would be put to the test nonstop, they had to be ready for when they confronted Thallus.
As he stood there waiting patiently he heard the sounds of a roaring dodongo in the distance. Turning his head he saw a caravan was approaching from behind. It looked like a band of merchants to him. He sensed no hostility in them which was a relief, they didn't need any other problems for now. They were heading in their direction, very slowly of course, their carts pulled by the giant lizards which were brimming with silks and other treasures. "It seems we have company, they look like merchants from the kingdom of Holodrum, the kingdom west of the Gerudo Desert." Demoko commented as he examined them.
"Keep a close eye out for any signs of them Brother Gaios, there may not be any signs of them, but for someone such as myself who is a master of the winds. I can easily smell their scent carried by the dry winds of the desert. They approach fast, let us finish this quickly for Father Thallus, less he assign that wretch Sister Fiona to aide us. If you wish to lay your eyes upon one with no honor then look no further than her. She claims innocence in Brother Regol's death, but I saw her deliver the final blows myself. She is truly a wolf in sheep's clothing thy brother, if you pray for nothing else, pray that she stay at least as far as the East is from the West from thyself." General Onyx said grumbling his thoughts about Fiona. There was something dark about her that he did not like. He had been a good friend of Regol's as had Gaios, it made his blood boil at memory of Fiona shooting him several times in the back 'trying' to kill some kid he couldn't even remember now.
As he stood there waiting patiently he heard the sounds of a roaring dodongo in the distance. Turning his head he saw a caravan was approaching from behind. It looked like a band of merchants to him. He sensed no hostility in them which was a relief, they didn't need any other problems for now. They were heading in their direction, very slowly of course, their carts pulled by the giant lizards which were brimming with silks and other treasures. "It seems we have company, they look like merchants from the kingdom of Holodrum, the kingdom west of the Gerudo Desert." Demoko commented as he examined them.
"Keep a close eye out for any signs of them Brother Gaios, there may not be any signs of them, but for someone such as myself who is a master of the winds. I can easily smell their scent carried by the dry winds of the desert. They approach fast, let us finish this quickly for Father Thallus, less he assign that wretch Sister Fiona to aide us. If you wish to lay your eyes upon one with no honor then look no further than her. She claims innocence in Brother Regol's death, but I saw her deliver the final blows myself. She is truly a wolf in sheep's clothing thy brother, if you pray for nothing else, pray that she stay at least as far as the East is from the West from thyself." General Onyx said grumbling his thoughts about Fiona. There was something dark about her that he did not like. He had been a good friend of Regol's as had Gaios, it made his blood boil at memory of Fiona shooting him several times in the back 'trying' to kill some kid he couldn't even remember now.
All aboard the Caboose Express!
JonxlatheLion said
I just have not found a good way to introduce my guy. I'm not fading from the roleplay.
If you need help I can probably help set some stuff up if you pm me. I might have something in mind.
Kalamadea said
I can also post this weekend, and I certainly plan to do so, but I won't blame you if any of you don't take that for face value.
Its fine, just make sure you eventually set some time aside to get a post up.
MULTI_MEDIA_MAN said
Caboose, do you still have the CS for Onyx? I'd like to see just how comically OP he is.
I sadly have to restructure it, but yet I madly made him op (on purpose of course), but if you don't remember anything from his CS then I shall remind you this isn't even his final form...
"Everyone to the those dropships!" Kraytan ordered as he deflected blaster bolts back at clones. The Temple Guards had move quickly and effectively on the initial attack, but now the clones had organized better and were using clever tactics to try and take them out. He flinched as a few of the survivors were no longer with them, but it drove him to fight harder even though he was already exhausted.
"Kraytan look out!" Deja yelled from his side. He drew his attention towards the danger she was talking about. There was a clone with a rocket launcher on one knee ready to fire. However the rocket once it left the barrel was easily redirected with the guide of the Force into a crowd of clones behind cover. Of course though that moment was short lived as he felt his instincts freak out in his head as he turn another direction and saw another clone with a rocket launcher had already fired. Kraytan rose his hands into a X formation to try and absorb and deflect the blast. The world around him was spinning and quiet except for a loud ringing sound. He hit the ground hard on his back and had the wind knocked out of him, He tried to regain himself but his body felt like it was on fire. As he looked down at his robes and armor, he was covered in black and was smoldering a bit. He could barely focus on what was happening around him, he could see very well what was going on, but his head was still ringing and was confused as a result. He moved behind cover and tried to get up, he winced as he did so. Looking down he saw a piece of shrapnel in his gut. This was not good. Taking several large breaths, he allowed the Force to reenergize him, to help him ignore the pain and to stop the ringing noise. The sound of the room returned and he could hear Deja yelling "Kraytan! Kraytan! We need your help!"
"I'm coming!" He shouted as he jumped over the cover he was hiding behind and rushed forward into the crowd of clones. He began to draw their attention away from the others. Hopefully it would be enough for them to get to the dropships. Deja and another Temple Guard fought their way towards Vor'loch the two Padawans by him. Deja bent down and checked him over, he would live, well maybe. She wasn't sure if anyone would live soon at this rate.
"We need to move him!" Deja yelled over the sound of the battle. The other Temple Guard hovered over them and deflected blaster bolt after blaster bolt. He nodded, but he wouldn't be able to cover Deja while she moved Vor'loch alone.
"Padawan! Control your feelings and focus! I need you to help me protect your master and my fellow guard here! Now come on you two move!" He shouted at Jerek and Erin. Deja picked up the fallen Jedi and began to carry him over her shoulder towards the dropships. Her fellow guard walked backwards while deflecting incoming fire with his Lightsaber pike.
Kraytan bobbed and weaved through the onslaught of blaster fire. He knew that he was going to be feeling all of this afterwards, but his Force Valor ability would help him power through this for now. He sliced and diced clones right and left as he continued to run at them. He had now become the main target for a majority of clones, whether it was due to his skills or the fact he had been identified as the leader of the survivor group he did not know or care, all he knew was to let the Force guide his attacks.
"Kraytan look out!" Deja yelled from his side. He drew his attention towards the danger she was talking about. There was a clone with a rocket launcher on one knee ready to fire. However the rocket once it left the barrel was easily redirected with the guide of the Force into a crowd of clones behind cover. Of course though that moment was short lived as he felt his instincts freak out in his head as he turn another direction and saw another clone with a rocket launcher had already fired. Kraytan rose his hands into a X formation to try and absorb and deflect the blast. The world around him was spinning and quiet except for a loud ringing sound. He hit the ground hard on his back and had the wind knocked out of him, He tried to regain himself but his body felt like it was on fire. As he looked down at his robes and armor, he was covered in black and was smoldering a bit. He could barely focus on what was happening around him, he could see very well what was going on, but his head was still ringing and was confused as a result. He moved behind cover and tried to get up, he winced as he did so. Looking down he saw a piece of shrapnel in his gut. This was not good. Taking several large breaths, he allowed the Force to reenergize him, to help him ignore the pain and to stop the ringing noise. The sound of the room returned and he could hear Deja yelling "Kraytan! Kraytan! We need your help!"
"I'm coming!" He shouted as he jumped over the cover he was hiding behind and rushed forward into the crowd of clones. He began to draw their attention away from the others. Hopefully it would be enough for them to get to the dropships. Deja and another Temple Guard fought their way towards Vor'loch the two Padawans by him. Deja bent down and checked him over, he would live, well maybe. She wasn't sure if anyone would live soon at this rate.
"We need to move him!" Deja yelled over the sound of the battle. The other Temple Guard hovered over them and deflected blaster bolt after blaster bolt. He nodded, but he wouldn't be able to cover Deja while she moved Vor'loch alone.
"Padawan! Control your feelings and focus! I need you to help me protect your master and my fellow guard here! Now come on you two move!" He shouted at Jerek and Erin. Deja picked up the fallen Jedi and began to carry him over her shoulder towards the dropships. Her fellow guard walked backwards while deflecting incoming fire with his Lightsaber pike.
Kraytan bobbed and weaved through the onslaught of blaster fire. He knew that he was going to be feeling all of this afterwards, but his Force Valor ability would help him power through this for now. He sliced and diced clones right and left as he continued to run at them. He had now become the main target for a majority of clones, whether it was due to his skills or the fact he had been identified as the leader of the survivor group he did not know or care, all he knew was to let the Force guide his attacks.
I was hoping for more people to post, but I can move.
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