To be continued on that last post, something came up.
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Finnaly got Mass Effect Andromeda, dont think ill sleep till i max out the Krogen Gladiator
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Finnaly got Mass Effect Andromeda, dont think ill sleep till i max out the Krogen Gladiator
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8 yrs ago
Not gonna lie, its a little reassuring to know im not the only one who can't sleep at 1 in the morning.
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8 yrs ago
Not sure if Anyone cares but just took state for culinary management and I've never been happier in my life!
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Giving this another shot. Not sure if I'll stay
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Back from my break! Let's do this! (Going on a three week trip tomorrow posting will be sporadic)
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I don't believe in a dead tred so if you happen across any of my old abandoned projects PM me and we can see about starting it back up.
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Gilligan pulled his blade from its sheath not a moment too soon, as he thrust the sword into the woman's leaping form. The momentum of her pounce and the force of Gil's strike impaled the women through the belly. Gil then pushed himself to his feet and put both hands on the hilt of the sword and charged forward, driving his attacker back and the blade through his foe and out the other end. He kept pushing forward until they hit a wall and the blade was forced into the wood behind them.
Sorry I've been indisposed since Friday, visiting the family but I'll have a post up later tonight.
Have to admit.. really enjoying this role-play with you two! ^^
Dito, my favorite RPs have all been small group!
I'll get something up for the master as well.
meet our sith apprentice.
I'll have a name and story for him later but he will be a nice opponent for you miss Lyla
I'll have a CS up for the master up soon!
Actually the more I think about it the worst I feel about that post. I dominated the scene and dictated the path of the story way to much there without giving you guys any say and for that I'm sorry. I'll rehaul it tomorrow and shorten it so you guys have more power and decision in the matter.
Ya I noticed that too! 
alright I'll get to work on the morning I'm kind of burned out tonight.
alright I'll get to work on the morning I'm kind of burned out tonight.And if thats too much all in one post I am more than willing to edit my post and cut out sections.
Master Jedi! I have need of you and your apprentice, my men are pinned down and separated, once the queen is secure we need to..."
Suddenly Koda was interrupted by his comms reopening and a cold authoritative female voice spoke, "Captain Koda, Honutu Tasras, Queen Meetra of Onderon, young Thessa Hawkens. Judging by the failure of my strike teams I can assume your all doing well. As for the captains squad mates, I can't promise the same good fortune, if you refuse to cooperate." at this Koda and the room heard the muffled sound of the republic soldiers he had put in charge of the hallways. The force favors them, for it has gifted them all with a commander that values their lives above that of a disposed monarch. Unless i'm mistaken?" Koda's current squad gathered around him to listen to the fate of their comrades easier. "I'll make this simple. Send Queen Meetra to the far left doorway un-escorted, and I will return all 16 of your useless grunts to you. And as a show of good faith, I will allow you all to leave Onderon and return to the Republic. Isn't that more then generous of me?" she cooed sweetly over the communicator, not allowing a hologram of the situation to play. "Refuse me..." she said her voice immediately turning to ice, "And their will be dire consequences for you and your men."
Before Koda could process he was bombarded by the input of his squad "Your not considering this are ya Pilsk!? Don't be an idiot, those men signed up to fight and die for the Republic! I say let um! We have a job to do!" bellowed Traz.
"Life as a prisoner of the Sith is a fate worse then death!" spoke up the almost ever silent Veji, We must protect our brothers and sisters from such a fate! No matter the cost!
"Are you mad? Or simply a traitor!? Without the Queen there is no Onderon!" Tallo yelled at Veji, "Her life must come before all of ours!"
"Mister Pilsk sir?" Halon meekly tried to speak up.
"Umm boss you might want to..." Liz tried to intone but was drowned out by Sal's piercing whistle, "Shut your gobs ya colony rats! This is the captain's and the Jedi's decision! Your commanding officer did not ask for your opion, and you will not give it until he does!" "Yes but.." Liz and Halon tried to said at the same time, "Shut it!" barked Sal.
Koda finnaly spoke up, "Our duty is to the Republic And the mission. Yet my duty as captain is to my soldiers. My vision is clouded and my judgement in turmoil. Master Jedi, your highness I leave the choice to you."
Koda said decisively.
Suddenly Koda was interrupted by his comms reopening and a cold authoritative female voice spoke, "Captain Koda, Honutu Tasras, Queen Meetra of Onderon, young Thessa Hawkens. Judging by the failure of my strike teams I can assume your all doing well. As for the captains squad mates, I can't promise the same good fortune, if you refuse to cooperate." at this Koda and the room heard the muffled sound of the republic soldiers he had put in charge of the hallways. The force favors them, for it has gifted them all with a commander that values their lives above that of a disposed monarch. Unless i'm mistaken?" Koda's current squad gathered around him to listen to the fate of their comrades easier. "I'll make this simple. Send Queen Meetra to the far left doorway un-escorted, and I will return all 16 of your useless grunts to you. And as a show of good faith, I will allow you all to leave Onderon and return to the Republic. Isn't that more then generous of me?" she cooed sweetly over the communicator, not allowing a hologram of the situation to play. "Refuse me..." she said her voice immediately turning to ice, "And their will be dire consequences for you and your men."
Before Koda could process he was bombarded by the input of his squad "Your not considering this are ya Pilsk!? Don't be an idiot, those men signed up to fight and die for the Republic! I say let um! We have a job to do!" bellowed Traz.
"Life as a prisoner of the Sith is a fate worse then death!" spoke up the almost ever silent Veji, We must protect our brothers and sisters from such a fate! No matter the cost!
"Are you mad? Or simply a traitor!? Without the Queen there is no Onderon!" Tallo yelled at Veji, "Her life must come before all of ours!"
"Mister Pilsk sir?" Halon meekly tried to speak up.
"Umm boss you might want to..." Liz tried to intone but was drowned out by Sal's piercing whistle, "Shut your gobs ya colony rats! This is the captain's and the Jedi's decision! Your commanding officer did not ask for your opion, and you will not give it until he does!" "Yes but.." Liz and Halon tried to said at the same time, "Shut it!" barked Sal.
Koda finnaly spoke up, "Our duty is to the Republic And the mission. Yet my duty as captain is to my soldiers. My vision is clouded and my judgement in turmoil. Master Jedi, your highness I leave the choice to you."
Koda said decisively.
Gil stared down the woman as she began her transformation. "Cool" he thought as she entered a crouching stance and hissed at him, as she creeped towards the kitchen. Gilligan's eyes darted around the kitchen looking for weapons. Closest to him was the bottle of wine, he looked back to the woman to see her pounce, rage filling her reptilian eyes.
Whatever strange energy that had helped Gil overcome the poison still coursed through his veins and despite being taken by surprise he was able to react with surprising speed. He ducked her leap as he charged the counter. The woman sailed over him and crashed into the wall behind him as Gil grabbed the neck of the bottle. The woman recovered and snarled. "Say something cool. Godwin would say something cool." Gil thought as he gripped the bottle, "Choke on these cherries bitch!" Rip screamed as he smashed the bottle in a backhand motion across her face. "I am the worst hero every!" Gil thought, groaning at his battlecry.
The bottle shattered across her face embedding glass into her and splashing the two of them with the remaining wine. Gil was left holding the jagged end of the bottle, but despite the pain the stranger lowered her stance and shoulder bashed Gil into the nearby counter, battering him and causing him to slump into a sitting position. From his sitting position Gil swung with the neck of the bottle and sliced open his attacker's knee, causing blood to seep out of the wound.
She howled in fury and pain as she struck out with her talons and raked deep furrows into his arm. Gil cried out in pain and dropped his weapon. He had little time to savor the pain as he was forced to duck as a clawed foot kicked at his head. The attack missed and her talons got stuck in the wood were his head had been moments earlier. From his prone position Gilligan punched upward with his knuckles into the soft muscle of her thigh hoping, dispute how cheap it was, to give her a charlie horse.
As he finished his punch he rolled to the left, towards the front door were he left his sword. His roll took him out of the kitchen, yet the awkward roll left him clumsy and he fell flat on the floor.
Whatever strange energy that had helped Gil overcome the poison still coursed through his veins and despite being taken by surprise he was able to react with surprising speed. He ducked her leap as he charged the counter. The woman sailed over him and crashed into the wall behind him as Gil grabbed the neck of the bottle. The woman recovered and snarled. "Say something cool. Godwin would say something cool." Gil thought as he gripped the bottle, "Choke on these cherries bitch!" Rip screamed as he smashed the bottle in a backhand motion across her face. "I am the worst hero every!" Gil thought, groaning at his battlecry.
The bottle shattered across her face embedding glass into her and splashing the two of them with the remaining wine. Gil was left holding the jagged end of the bottle, but despite the pain the stranger lowered her stance and shoulder bashed Gil into the nearby counter, battering him and causing him to slump into a sitting position. From his sitting position Gil swung with the neck of the bottle and sliced open his attacker's knee, causing blood to seep out of the wound.
She howled in fury and pain as she struck out with her talons and raked deep furrows into his arm. Gil cried out in pain and dropped his weapon. He had little time to savor the pain as he was forced to duck as a clawed foot kicked at his head. The attack missed and her talons got stuck in the wood were his head had been moments earlier. From his prone position Gilligan punched upward with his knuckles into the soft muscle of her thigh hoping, dispute how cheap it was, to give her a charlie horse.
As he finished his punch he rolled to the left, towards the front door were he left his sword. His roll took him out of the kitchen, yet the awkward roll left him clumsy and he fell flat on the floor.
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