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4 yrs ago
I am still on RPG, so do feel free to message me. Just don't have the time or energy to actually join any RP's right now. Focusing on a LOT of other projects, including getting into Audio Drama.
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6 yrs ago
Computer is back, yay. I can post again :)
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6 yrs ago
Computer is getting some much needed maintenance. Will be slow posting for the next week or 2.
6 yrs ago
Sorry for disappearing for 2 months. Life kinda went to shit and RPG was pushed to the back of my mind.
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7 yrs ago
Computer is broke AGAIN. Dog jumped on me when I had a glass of water in my hand, but some of it leaked in. Posts are going to be slow for the next week.
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@ZeusTheMoose part of his backstory is that his mother is a "Godslut" she has a thing about bedding gods. Part of her thing is that, after bedding Rao, she got a taste for the otherworldly and has been trying to scratch that itch ever since. I made this story for an original universe kinda thing. In that, Marcus was her son with an Angel so I thought I'd make it a little more tied into the DC mythos by making Marcus' dad a DC only God. Plus, Superman is sometimes called "The Angel of Metropolis" so I thought it was fitting to be tie him in with that.

I mean, I can drop him, it's not a dealbreaker. But I'd like that older brother figure, as well as that long running joke about his mother sleeping around with gods.
Had this idea rattling around for a while.

As soon as Sirga said that he had the same powers, his immediate response was to grab the man and push him around a corner to where nobody could see him, he was going to make this look like a regular "first day prison dominance" thing, but in truth, he wanted to man to stop. He slammed the man against a wall. "Alright, shut up. Unless you want to be found out and for us BOTH to be spaced, I suggest you quit it with the force powers and get your head down, because I swear, i will kill you before i let you kill us both." He then took his hands off the man. "I'll help you on one circumstance. A bunch of Nelvaanans were brought here a short time ago, I'm here to rescue them. Point me to them and we can help all of us escape when the time comes." he said.
Orias approached the inspection area, he was looked over, before being a given orange overalls and made to change in front of everyone. "No chance of a private booth?" He asked the guard with the stun-stock. He simply stated back through his white helmet. As he changed, they would get a chance to see his arm, it had been cut off just at the elbow and was a very simple, skeletal-like build. As he stood in nothing but his underwear, he stared at the guard. "See something you like?" Moments later, Orias hit the floor after the stun-stock was jammed in his abdomen. He didn't scream or anything, he merely grunted as he waited for his body to allow him control again as his nerves composed themselves.

"Tough bastards." The guard grunted, picking him up. "Honestly, surprised you didn't piss your pants"

"I aim to impress." He then got dressed and walked out into the courtyard and was approached by a human that seemed to know more than he should. I may need to eliminate him was the first thought to cross his mind. "I didn't trip anyone, asshole was clumsy." His formerly jokey attitude seemed fine as he closed up a little.
Just a note to everyone, Orias used the Force to trip up the guard. He did it in a descreet manner, making it look like the guard was just clumsy. He specifically didn't want to get seen doing it because getting beaten to a pulp is not part of his plan.
Orias got in line as he was told, he watched everyone around him, letting the force be his guide as he looked around, scanning for anything he could with his eyes. He then saw, on the other side of a fence, a scantily clad Twi-Lek. He, like every other man that noticed her, had the obvious reaction of wanting to do... Well thoughts to impolite for conversation. Unlike everyone else, however, he wasn't going to dwell on her, as "getting laid" was the last thing he would want to do here. He was on the lookout for any Nelvaanan he could find. They were his priority.
@manapool1 So that we aren't just left in the processing centre until the RP dies from a lack of profession, as a lot are, sadly, left to, can we get a post moving the prisoners into the main facility? I fully expect the Warden giving us the old "You maggots belong to me now" speech.
Still in the processing part of the facility, Orias stood in the middle of the crowd as he saw something flutter down from the air, obviously having been pushed over the fence. "Meet me in the courtyard" it said as he grabbed it. He then saw a Twi-Lek approach him. His face appeared emotionless for a moment, before he put on a smile. "So, what are you in for?" he asked the woman. "A little young to be taking on the new order by yourself?" He asked.
Orias looked around as the prisoners got to know one another. He walked over to the wall and started walking around them, looking for a way out. He was approached by a Stormtrooper, who proceeded to hit him in the back with his rifle. "Hey, slave. I don't remember telling you to move." Orias hit the ground and his first instinct was to get up and choke the man to death. He fought the urge as this would most certainly get her killed. As he started to get up, he was hit agai9n. "I don't remember telling you to stand up, either." he laughed. Orias lay on the ground, again, using every fibre in his body to not kill the man. "Get up." the soldier finally ordered, picking him up and throwing him back into the crowd. Orias fell into the Ssi-Ruu lizard man. He got up again and stared at the soldier. As the Stormtrooper started walking away, Orias stared at the soldiers feet, as he did so, the soldier tripped and fell to the ground. Orias snickered under his breath before moving into the crowd, waiting to see where they would be corralled to next.
As Orias and the rest of the "Prisoners" were thrown from the craft that had brought them to this hell-hole of a rock, he was starting to regret his decision a little. There was every possibility that he was going to die here. But that wasn't the thoughts of someone that was an Acolyte of The Chosen. He was going to make sure that he rescued his Nelvaanan friends and escaped with their lives. As they walked down the corridor, he drew a mental map of the place, making sure that he could retrace his steps to the landing platform if her were to get lost.

As they were corralled into a large area surrounded by a Ray-Shield, he watched a woman charge the barrier, only to get thrown bakc agross the room. He wasn't in any hurry to help her, due to it being rather obvious, even to a backworlder like him, that that probably wasn't going to work.
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