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    1. DepressedSoviet 8 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current i.imgur.com/iacvHug.jpg this is probably the greatest cosplay to ever make me irrationally angry
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8 yrs ago
8 yrs ago
Thought: A Hamilton-esque comedy-musical about the Russian Revolution, from Trotsky's point of view. Lenin would take a Washington-type role, the Tsar would be King George, and Stalin is Jefferson
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8 yrs ago
@Ophidian How do you think I feel? I'm 40-odd years behind you, and that STILL holds true for me.
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8 yrs ago
oi, fuk off m8. Don't see me coming into the status bar, shitting all over YOUR nation's political ideology.
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Bio

Just here for a bit of roleplay occasionally. I have an odd schedule, so please don't get too upset if I disappear. I'll do my best to let you know beforehand, though.

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@CamI wanna see if @Eisenhorn shows up. If that doesn't happen soon, then we'll start.
@frapetLooks great to me, throw it on over to the character's tab
@Simple UnicycleLooks great to me, go ahead and throw him over onto the characters tab.
@CamHe's accepted, go ahead and throw him over into the characters tab.

@The1Rolling1BoyI'm gonna say he's accepted for now, but I'm going to be watching to make sure he'll fit the kind of RP I run. Nothing against you, just your writing style, while good, gives me a slight bit of concern.
Josiah Solomon Murphy


Camp Northeast of Haylliesburg, 3 days prior


Josiah sat next to a small fire, and three other men, on the road leading to the small town of Haylliesburg. The four men had been riding together for the past five days, with Josiah having joined them as part of a bounty hunt on the way to the next town, and decided to stick with them for the company. Josiah passed a stout bottle of whiskey between him and the men, talking with them as stew cooked over the fire. The night was still and quiet, only broken when a voice called out "Mind if I join you four?" The men from the camp looked up, and waved the rider over, who dismounted and walked with his horse to the fire. "So what brings ye to our camp, stranger?" Josiah asked the man, passing him the whiskey bottle. The man took a large swig and said "Well, I'm riding out from Haylliesburg, on my way to the other towns near here. Supposed to be postin' notes for our new job openin'." He handed the men a flier, which they each read, passing it around. Josiah looked over it, nodding to himself, and mouthing the words as he read them. "So they be needin' a new sheriff? Well, I'll hafta look inta that. Been meanin' ta settle down, might just be tha right place ta do it." On those words, the stew began to steam and boil, signifying it was done...

Arrival in Haylliesburg, 9th February


Josiah Solomon Murphy was a simple man, with rather simple taste. He liked good whiskey, good work, good cards, and not much else. So when he rode into Haylliesburg that fateful day, he knew exactly which buildings to look for. He'd come here because of word about the town needing a new sheriff, which he'd heard from a couple camps over the past three days. He'd also come because he needed a good, stiff drink. So when a man in the center of town asked him why he had come here and what he was looking for, Josiah simply said "Saloon, lad. I'm lookin' fer a drink." The man pointed out to him which was the saloon, Josiah gave him a silent thanks, dismounted, tied his white Mustang stallion to the post, and walked inside.@Sigurd@Stekkmen@Vas Khaleen@FallenTrinity@bluetommy2

Stepping into the saloon, Josiah stopped to take it all in. The bar had the same smell of alcohol, drunks, and animals that he had long since grown accustomed to. Stepping up to the bar, he placed a small order. "Shot o' whiskey, if ye would." Taking his drink from the barkeep, he quickly downed it in one gulp, taking a second shot, and then a third, before paying. He noted the folks at the bar, finding the sight of a woman interesting, but not all that strange. It happens, after all. Then he noted the poker game. Most of the patrons were no different than the tens of other bar flies Josiah had seen in his travels, except one. The Native. Obviously a foreigner to these parts, Josiah felt an odd feeling, almost that of kinship with the man. So maybe that's why Josiah did what he did, stepping up to the table and asking Ye got room fer one more in yer game, there? It's been a few days since me last game."@bluetommy2
@The1Rolling1BoyI, um, I forgot to put in the title that this is a Star Wars RP. You may want to adjust accordingly.
The Imperial Prisoner Task Service is a program designed to give proper use to dangerous or important prisoners under Imperial control. Military defectors, dishonorably discharged soldiers, captured alien criminals, and all other forms of scum and traitors are used in this program to perform tasks deemed too dangerous for military or intelligence forces. Operating in small groups, these forces are sent in under the strict control of a handler, and combat the Rebel Alliance and other threats to Imperial security. Successful missions are rewarded via reduction of sentence terms, enticing compliance from involved parties. The program is considered a grand success, and thus many new units are being formed. You are members of one such unit. Criminals gathered from Imperial prisons all across the galaxy, given a new life of service to the Empire.

Okay, so now that the summary is out of the way, time for rules!
1. You know the drill, my word is law and all that. Just listen to me when I ask you to, and follow the guild rules, and we'll be fine.
2. Let me know if you have to disappear for a bit, just as I will if I have to. As someone with an occasionally sporadic schedule, I'm pretty forgiving if you just give me a warning first.
3. I am expecting plenty of language, grit, gore and violence, so be prepared for that. More promiscuous activities are allowed, but keep the details private and preferably off-site.
4. I'm stretching Star Wars canon a bit here, going into old EU/Legends territory as well, but try to keep your characters and activities within the common structure.
5. I expect decent writing, so no one-liners, excessive grammar issues, or 1st-person writing. I'm fine with short responses, just let me know first.
6. More Rules will be added as necessary.

Okay, now its time for the character sheet:


Enjoy, mention me or PM if you have any questions!

@frapet@Cam@The ghost in black@Eisenhorn OOC IS UP!!!!!
Lieutenant Chistrov, Chief Security Officer

Chistrov was one of the first to board the ship, along with other members of the security team. Watching over the boarding of the crew, Chistrov went over the initial security checklist, while also overseeing the cargo being brought on. Most of the time was uneventful, the occasional contraband item was confiscated, and there was a spat over quarters that Chistrov was able to talk down. After the initial boarding, Chistrov went to work on the bureaucratic mountain that awaited him in his quarters.


Lieutenant James Roberts, Communications Officer

James boarded the ship quickly after it opened, eager to get adjusted to the new ship, his first starship post since the mishap aboard the Divergence. He stowed his belongings in his quarters, and quickly set about with his favorite part about a new post; making friends.

Entering the lounge, James quickly met up with a group of people, and an hour in they were laughing and talking over a game of poker. He almost didn't notice the 2 hours fly by.
@EisenhornGreat to hear! I'll have the OOC up by the end of the day!
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