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Star Wars - Jedi Exile

I hope my post is at least somewhat accurate, but I had no clue what Dug's talk like. I did some research (read: asked smarter friends) about transportation in Coruscant, and this was my solution to the whole ''gotta get off-world'' problem Dai Dai currently faces.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile

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^{0 1 : 1 5 a m 1 9 B B Y , C o r u s c a n t , J e d i T e m p l e}

Synopsis

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x Dai Dai escapes from the Jedi Temple and makes his way towards the underworld, but is caught out in the open with no transportation and no contacts to help him. The situation seems dire, and increasingly so when a Dug taxi driver refuses to help him for free. Luckily, the situation turns around and Dai Dai is whisked away to safety – well, there is no such thing as safety in the undercity, but anything is better than being on the overworld, close to the Jedi Temple. Coruscant burns tonight, but Dai Dai does not intend to go down with the flames. Now, he finds himself in a strange cantina, surrounded by strangers who barely seem to have noticed the extinction of the Jedi order. His next step will be to find a way off the planet – but with no contacts and no guidance, that might be a harder task than he originally anticipated.

Coruscant had always been Dai Dai's favorite thing about returning to the temple. The way the city lit up at night was something that no other planet could hope to rival – it's beauty dazzling even the most stoic among the cities inhabitants. But tonight, the lights were different. Tonight, the sky lit up with the burning fires that razed the Jedi Temple. A place that, for a long time, Dai Dai had considered his home – as a youngling, and as a padawan. Perhaps there would be some sort of honor in it all, some sort of bravery, if they were simply bested by their foes. But that wasn’t how it happened – instead they were cut down like animals by none other than the clones they had been fighting alongside with and their hero, Anakin Skywalker. In the heat of the moment, escaping from the temple through a stroke of luck, there was not much time to ponder this. But, as he got away from the temple further and further, running as far as his feet would carry him, and then even further, the reality of the situation had caught up to Dai Dai. They weren’t defeated, they were betrayed. It stung, and if master V’raar had been here, then perhaps he would have had something clever or wise to say about it to dull the pain and explain why the force suddenly felt so.. different, before chastising Dai Dai for not knowing these things to begin with.

But master V’raar was dead.

And his absence stung even more than the betrayal they faced at the hand of Anakin. The sting, however, made way for confusion, panic, anxiety rather quickly. Slowly Dai Dai’s footsteps came to a halt, until he completely stopped, standing in front of the edge of a platform that oversaw a deep chasm leading to the “bottom” of the overworld. As he stood there, Dai Dai couldn’t help but feel helpless. It was like he was a young initiate again, brought to the temple on his first day, unsure of what was going to happen. Except this time it didn’t seem like there’d be a happy ending. No master Yoda to explain to him what it meant to be a jedi. Just fire and death.

Glancing back at the temple – now, nothing more than a dot of red-orange glow in the distance – Dai Dai felt something he did not often feel. Anger, frustration, fury. He knew these emotions were a path to the dark side, but what else was he meant to feel. Happiness, calm? In the face of such a tragedy? His brows furrowed inwards, his hands tightened into fists.

His feet dragged forward, as if he was going to somehow return to the temple, and slaughter them all one by one. But, before it could come to this idiocy, he was pulled back to reality by the voice of a stranger. Dai Dai glanced around, left, right, forward, before finally looking down and seeing that he was standing right in front of a Dug – and a particularly annoyed looking one, at that.

“Are you gonna pay up, or are ya’ gonna keep standing there,” the dug asked impatiently, standing on his arms while his legs were crossed. “I got otha’ customers here.”

“Excuse me,” Dai Dai answered, “pay for what exactly?”

“For da’ taxi ofcourse!” the Dug proclaimed, throwing his legs into the air as if Dai Dai had just committed a horrible faux pas. “Swear ta’ god you younglings are getting’ worse with da’ days.”

“Oh, I’m terribly sorry,” Dai Dai responded – his words polite as ever, being reminded of master V’raar telling him a soft voice got done more than a demanding one. “I do need transport, but I am afraid I’m not carrying any credits at the moment. Any chance you could.. give me a free ride?”

“Ye’ ye’! Sure, hop in!” the Dug proclaimed, waving his legs in the direction of his Coruscant taxi, before turning and pretending to walk towards it, stopping only to continue his little play, “hey, ya’ know what! Let me give the entirety of Coruscant a free ride, yea! That’ll make my kids happy, not havin’ any food, but at least their daddy’s a stinkin’ hero ain’t he? Get lost, kid! Yer’ in the way of payin’ customers!”

Dai Dai looked at the Dug, a little confused on what to do now – he got away from the temple, which was where the highest concentration of clone troopers would be, that much was sure. But if he took too long to get to a degree of safety, then before long the troopers would catch up. It was time to try something new. Dai Dai sighed deeply, thinking back.. what would master V’raar have done? .. there was this one trick that Dai Dai had seen master V’raar perform once.

Without any warning at all, Dai Dai lifted his hand and waved it from right to left in front of the Dug’s face. “You’ll give me a free ride to the undercity.”

The Dug looked absolutely puzzled, dumbfounded, perhaps even astonished at the sheer stupidity of this kid. It took a few seconds for him to even come up with a response to Dai Dai. Finally, he responded, “no.”

Now defeated, Dai Dai turned around, pondering where to go next. What to do next. There were no contacts in the city that he had – he’d been a cloistered pseudo-monk in the temple for most of his time on Coruscant, so there was barely any time to meet anyone, much less an actual reason to do so. Surely master V’raar would’ve had a smuggler he knew, or some sort of long-time friend with a ship. Dai Dai, however, had none of those things. And with all the jedi either dead or in hiding, there was nobody to help him.

For the first time in 18 years, Dai Dai was horribly alone.

The sound of resounding footsteps, not from civilians, but unmistakably from troopers, echoed behind him now. Turning around rapidly, Dai Dai immediately spots them, but realizes there is nowhere to go except.. down. Down over the ledge, into the great chasm that would lead to a certain death.

The Dug, too, is caught off-guard by the clone troopers, before his eyes catch the burning temple in the skyline behind them. For a moment, the Dug contemplates simply.. leaving – saving his own skin to drive a taxi another day. But then, he turns to Dai Dai. “Ya’ had a rough night, huh kid? .. can’t believe I’m giving one of you’s scumbags a ride fer’ free, but get in.”

With no time to waste, Dai Dai stepped into the Repulsorcraft airspeeder, followed closely by the Dug. Normally, it would be prudent to wait for more passengers to fill out the taxi, but given the “tight schedule” they were currently flying under, there would be no extra passengers for this ride. With a few quick movements the Dug brought the speeder to life, sputtering a little as it slowly but surely lifted itself off the ground, barely holding itself together.

“I don’t think we’re gonna make it off the platform like this!” Dai Dai tried to yell over the sound of the engine trying it’s best not to fall apart.

“Nah-nah! Been flyin’ this beauty for years, she may sound a little rough, but it’s pure powa’ unda the hood!”

Then, with a sudden jolt forwards that shook both Dai Dai and the Dug backwards and forwards, the speeder “sped” away. Only now the clone troopers caught on, rushing forward to try and stop the vehicle before it disappeared from the platform – one of them staying behind and radioing in to god knows where, “jedi refugee on the move from my location,” before following his comrades.

But they were much too late – with a twist of his control stick, the Dug sent the taxi into a nosedive, diving straight down towards the bottom of the over-city. With a maniacal laugh, the Dug yelled “the names Dongo, by the way! And, to tell ya’ the truth, I ain’t even got kids!”

Admittedly, now was not a great time for a conversation, much less when they were in what could only be described as a freefall that not even the most insane pilot would attempt. Just when it seemed like they were heading for a certain death on the long end of a multiple thousand feet fall into the chasm, the Dug straightened out the taxi and slowly brought back the speed, moving his taxi forward through the chasm of skyscrapers and platforms. As the buildings whizzed by, Dai Dai could only wonder as to the route Dongo was taking, his hands firmly grasping the edges of the taxi. He wasn’t even sure that taxi’s were legally allowed to move this fast – or even perform these type of maneuvers.

“I-I’m Dai Dai,” he finally managed to say, “I’m a… I’m a mechanic, from.. from Iridonia.” With a hasty move, he tried to conceal the lightsaber he had under his robes a little more, not realizing that the robes were probably even more of a telltale sign than the lightsaber probably was.

“Right, kid, and I’m a cosmetics salesman, drivin’ da’ taxi is just something I do for funsies, yeah?” Dongo replied sarcastically, although he neglected to tell Dai Dai that he knew what he was, perhaps out of some sort of vague respect for the Jedi – or, perhaps, because he simply disliked the alternative to the Jedi even more.

Once they reached one of the giant ventilation shafts that lead to the underworld, Dongo veered the airspeeder downwards again, this time at a much more relaxed pace than their initial freefall. “Ey’, kid! I’m gonna drop ya’ off at the cantina I like to visit – lots of drunkies there that need rides and don’t notice when I rip em’ off with a sob story about how my kids’ are starving. You find yourself a ship that can take you outta’ here, and then get back to Iridonia so you can do some engineerin’, ya hear?”

“Yes, mister Dongo, I will. Thanks for your help tonight – I was worried that, you know, with the lack of credits—”

“Aaaaaah, don’t mention it, kid. No, really, don’t. I might just regret not askin’ ya for everything ya have. You know, doing things for free, it’s against everythin’ I stand for. Nobody should ever get anythin’ for free, ya understand me kid?”

As the speeder came to a halt, Dai Dai stepped out of the speeder, his first steps a little wobbly. Now, Dai Dai was used to rough flying, but this had been.. something else entirely. “Thanks again, Dongo.”

“Yeah, kid, see ya! Tell ya’ kids about the great taxi-Dug Dongo, best pilot on this side of Coruscant!”

Neglecting to tell Dai Dai what the “other” side of Coruscant was, Dai Dai had no choice to believe him. And given his extreme free-fall flying in a taxi, the Dug might just have been telling the truth.

With a sinking feeling of uncertainty Dai Dai stepped into the cantina, receiving strange looks from some of the locals for arriving in a speeder to begin with, only doubled by his strange choice of apparel. It didn’t take a social genius to realize that Dai Dai was very much out of place here.

Why Is No One Joining My RP (General Advice Thread)

"I do believe it's dead, good sir."

I really hope you can resolve this situation Reborn, but I'm not going to hold my breath.

We've all walked away from roleplays before. Probably roleplays that we were supposed to be GMing, too (I know I have). What's usually going on with you, and with your life, when that happens?

@Hank

Bans. A lack of motivation or connection to my partners. Often enough to be a memorable thing that happens, but not often enough to be a problem that'd need immediate fixing; sometimes my partners also just creep me out, cross boundaries, or do things I'd generally describe as unpleasant.

my takeaway is we have a loving community willing to step up and help someone, provided they listen.

@fledermaus

Nah, we have an entire guides section dedicated to providing good insights into GMing or BBcoding. We have an entire 1x1, free-casual-advanced section that all offer their individual interest checks that anyone can take a look at, participate in, or even steal from borrow from to learn how to code attractive looking threads.

You don't need to listen, you just need to read and put in the work. Everything else that goes on outside of that is us telling people to read and put in the work.

Why Is No One Joining My RP (General Advice Thread)

So the only real takeaway from this thread at this point is that:

The people who don’t explicitly need help go out of their way to get better, which is probably why they don’t need help. The people who need help don’t want it. Ghosters are satan and Hank should personally make them face the wall and execute them. Lastly, we need admin mandated forced roleplaying partners for everyone to insure that everyone “has a fair shot.”

Oh, and we threw in a Shrek reference somewhere too, because the thread wouldn’t be complete without it. That was cash money too. I have to admit I missed these kind of threads.

I’ll be taking cyanide now to purge my ghosting ways from the forums, brb.

Why Is No One Joining My RP (General Advice Thread)

@Odin Here's your answer.
Well if everyone understood my viewpoint, it would solve me always ending up a target in the negative feelings for me when it comes to me stating something. I would like to be on equals grounds of relatability with other people as a whole. Also something to change to make people stop ghosting me as it is dishonorable and cowardly to do that to someone as you hyped up their interest only to leave them hanging.

@rebornfan320

Well, perhaps what I have to say can be of interest to you, then, since I do ghost people. The reasons vary but most of the time it just comes down to an incompatibility in how we write that wasn't apparent just from reading your interest check, or people are/get too clingy, or I just don't enjoy talking to them. I'm not saying these apply to you, since I have never roleplayed with you to my knowledge -- but these are just some reasons I ghost people. Almost all of the reasons that I ever ditch or ghost someone have to do with me not getting along (personally, creatively, whatever) with the person I was intending to write with.

On a personal level, ghosting needs to be stop and likely punished in some way to dis-encourage it as I feel once you make interest for a RP known to someone I expect 100 percent commitment to it unless you state that you are dropping off respectfully or will be busy.

Roleplaying is not a job. If you want me to be 100% committed to anything, start paying me. I, and many people like me on this website, write for fun. Requiring a 100% commitment from your partners at all times is insane. Nobody does this, just you. This is probably also the reason why you are disappointed so often. Nobody owes you their time.

RPG will also never punish people for ghosting. That's just never gonna happen.

And never assume I was even looking for pity, I am looking to be understood with what I feel coupled along with what I say but every single time I do I get met with swords and pitchforks from people as it feels like everyone is against me for even speaking out about something that is clearly upsetting me.

I remember speaking to you about this the first time you posted your thread and doing my best to help you. I also remember you not doing anything at all with the many, many comments people gave you -- which, imho, is quite disrespectful as people literally took time out of their day to try and help you, including reading through your thread.

I tried to look for your interest check but couldn't find it so I looked through your post history instead. I didn't find an interest check there either, so maybe I'm just blind, or alternatively you don't have one at the moment because the only interest check I could find through googling your username + roleplayerguild interest check netted me a single thread that was hidden away by the moderators (I can only guess as to why).

What I also found were posts like these two that, frankly, I have no other way to interpret other than 'rude.' If you did this to me in my thread I'd politely ask a moderator to hide your post and then do my best to never interact with you again. There's not even a simple hello or hi, how are you, interesting times we live in huh? or anything remotely similar to that; it's just you listing things you want.

Kinda like going to a store and pointing at everything and expecting the clerk to take it for you. I would suggest to stop doing this and to create a better interaction and, more importantly, to create a better first image of you by just.. being nice and friendly.

As was answered when I asked about this before people who complain a lot (and, foregoing civility, I'm not going to pretend that you're doing anything other than complain when you make statuses and threads about this topic) are also seen as unreliable or annoying partners.

"Why does every girl I date end up leaving me?" Gee, I don't know, but if I were a girl with even a remote interest in dating you, hearing this would probably also make me reconsider. Roleplaying is the same, as silly as that sounds, to finding a person to date. And if you tell people publicly that all your partners leave you, I'm going to assume that there is a reason for that.

And that really is the bottom line of this all; there is a reason for that, and you're choosing to lay that reason with everyone else but you. And, for the sake of keeping things in this thread general so that it may help others too, that is something nobody should do. If all your RPing partners leave you, that is indicative of the fact that you are doing something wrong, not that everyone else is doing something wrong.

So for anyone reading this wondering how they can keep people interested in them, their roleplay, or even interested in their tinkie winkie in their pants, the solution really is simple; be a better partner, and people will literally fight over you.

As for "understanding" you; I did at some point, maybe around the first time you made a thread about this. But the spiel has gotten old, I've read about 6 of these threads now, and all of them are the exact same. It has lost any and all value even as entertainment and it's just sad and annoying now. That's why people "get out the pitchforks." It's not because they hate you, it's that they hate when you post about everyone leaving you as if people owe you a roleplay.

But, if you really think that the reason you get so much negative responses is that people don't like you, then I also have an alternative solution for you: make a new account. No, really. Make a new name and write like someone else, and see how it goes. It might just work.

Why Is No One Joining My RP (General Advice Thread)

@rebornfan320 supposing for a moment that everyone understood your viewpoint, what exactly would that solve? I'm reading this thread and trying to wrap my head around why you keep falling back to that. What exactly do you want to hear, or for there to happen? Ultimately the outcome of a thread like this (or the 6 or so you made before, not including your many statuses about this topic), would be for something to change and for people to stop ghosting you.

I personally can't influence the actions of others, and I certainly can't make people stop ghosting in general (nor do I want to -- I'm of the unpopular opinion that you don't owe anyone anything and even a message to let me know you're dropping is just a respectful courtesy not owed to anyone) much less stop them from ghosting you. So, I suppose that that option is off the table -- namely that you make others change, and I expect you know that too.

But I am left confused as to what the purpose might be otherwise. I hate to assume that you are simply looking for pity, so I won't assume that -- but what exactly are you looking for in these threads + statuses?

Star Wars - Jedi Exile

I hope @Renny comes online later today, because if so I might be able to work out a post. Otherwise, it'll probably be tomorrow.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile

In interesting topic, this is not a rule just my personal preference (and I'm interested to hear other peoples). I don't like Swearing in Star Wars. I feel like there are plenty of 'in universe' swears that work in replacement of the F-Bomb. Again it's not a rule, it personally draws me out of it as it feels... real, and like us. Y'know? Interested to hear what other people think.

@Sep

Don't feel strongly either way. I don't mind the F-bomb being dropped but I also don't see the main cast (mostly jedi) as being particularly swear-prone to begin with, being beacons of justice, order, JEDI-ness, etc. It probably won't come up for me personally.

We will likely never all be gathered together. Will we meet each other? Will the actions of others influence the world and how it interacts with us? Will we communicate through backchannels and through other people to plan and co-ordinate? Hell yes. I'm going for some form of freeform play here, and I feel like not only will it be very rare for a reason for us all together to happen but also large periods of large groups coming together really stifles games. As we go on I know some of you will naturally gravitate towards each other, sometimes I'll keep you that way and sometimes I might drive you apart. Sometimes I might think you and another writer would work very well, and sometimes you might want to be by yourself. I'm not going to lie to you, I've never tried something in this setup before.

I've done free-form sandbox but I never had a central plot, and I myself had PCs that were in the thick of it. Will it work? Hopefully, and hopefully you will all enjoy what I have planned and enjoy playing your part.

Alright, so if I were to treat this as a place I can wring literature with other people as opposed to an actual roleplaying game where we must be together at all times, that'd be fine? I have some plans for where I want to take Dai Dai but those are quite aways away, so I'm trying to cook up some plans for how things end up going for him.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile

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That's a good question. I'm wondering the same. Also, are we in the same Transport @Odin cause I'm cool with that.

@Renny

That would work out -- perhaps through some force magic, Dai Dai is pulled towards Ahsurah by accident and he convinced the pilot of the ship to take him, too? "Don't worry dude, he's cool -- just a little dumb."

Star Wars - Jedi Exile

@Sep is there any one particular direction you want to steer us in? Or would you prefer we all exit Coruscant and go to (any place) before we start gathering? Do we gather at all?