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Star Wars: Legacies (Always Open)

So, I got something in the works. Waiting to hear back on something, and it will hopefully be up this week.

Star Wars: Legacies (Always Open)

Looks good so far

Star Wars: Legacies (Always Open)

We're continuing. You can have him arrive on a planet looking for Jedi/Force Sensitives

Star Wars: Legacies Recruitment Drive

Are you continuing some storyline or starting a new one? Any list of which of the countless characters in the CS are active?

@Raylah

Where this is more or less an open world sandbox game, the answer to your question is a little bit of both.

As far as which characters perhaps we'll get a more accurate list soon

Star Wars: Legacies (Always Open)

Alright, so where should my character start?

@Jaredthefox92

I'd suggest a short arc to introduce your character to the game

Star Wars: Legacies (Always Open)

Jared. you're approved

Star Wars: Legacies Recruitment Drive

Character's name: Inquisitor Aurelius

Race: Human

Faction Imperial Remnant

Character Background: (Note: My friend helped me clear some of this up in terms of canonization.)

She was born on Corelia in to an father who was an imperial officer and a mother who showed signs of Force Sensitivity, but gave herself to the service of Darth Vader as an Inquisitor herself. Growing up, she was taught imperial dogma and human supremacy over all xenon species. As well as by her mother in fierce training to embrace the dark side and to be prepared to lend herself to the service of the Emperor.

Her mother was harsh, but this was to make sure she would grow up ruthless and to better serve the Galactic Empire. Eventually however, her mother was called upon Lord Vader and was shipped off world where she would die at the hands of a rogue Jedi. Around the time of the Battle of Hoth Aurelius joined the Empire and would begin her actual training. Due to her youth in relative terms to the events of after the Battle of Hoth, Aurelius wouldn't see deployment until after the Battle of Endor where the Emperor and Lord Vader both perished.

Character Class (choose one): Imperial Inquisitor.

Items major weapons and the like does your character carry?: A single red lightsaber, imperial inquisitorial armor, a helmet to protect and conceal her face, basic credits to bribe or pursued those when need be. Maybe accompany a personal interrogator droid or may commandeer an small imperial ship.

Character Personality: Give a solid description on how your character acts, their morals, etc): Aurelius grew up in a strict and unforgiving childhood, as most servants of Emperor Palpatine would give their own child. Due to her closeness to her father, he ironically was the more inspiring one even as a staunch imperial navy official. Her own mother intentionally tried to make her daughter despise her, so one day she would learn to use her anger to further her own path to the darkside. In this regards, her mother was successful and Aurelius is cold and remorseless. Yet, she is not rash or hasty. Aurelius is like a hidden vibroknife. She acts when she must with swiftness and ferocity, yet only when such emotions are required. She is rather introverted, yet is capable of working with others. She also is outwardly xenophobic towards aliens, due to Imperial dogma.

Character Alignment (Choose one): Lawful Evil

@Jaredthefox92

excellent. Post that at the link above and we'll get you involved

Star Wars: Legacies (Always Open)

ok guys, Recruitment drive has been posted. I'll be working on some posts in the coming week as well.

Star Wars: Legacies Recruitment Drive

Star Wars: Legacies
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/182271-star-wars-legacies-always-open/ooc

A new day has dawned for a once dark galaxy.

Five years have passed since the defeat of the Empire at the Battle of Endor, and with the Emperor dead, it has become leaderless and divided.; a scattered Remnant of its former glory. As the Imperials quarrel amongst themselves while carving out their own territories among the stars, the fledgling New Republic continues to grow as it attempts to bring the galaxy together in a peaceful, democratic New Order.

However, that is easier said than done.

Many planets and entire systems, weary after years of suffering years of oppression under the Emperor's iron fist, are hesitant to join the New Republic. Leia Organa, the acting Minister of State is tasked with convincing these worlds to not only join the New Republic, but to be at the forefront of ushering in a new era of freedom and peace in the galaxy.

Meanwhile, with the blessings of the New Republic Head of State, Mon Mothma, Luke Skywalker has taken the first steps in preparations to train a new generation of Jedi Knights in the way of the Force. To meet this end, Master Skywalker has begun to transform the ancient Massassi Temple on Yavin IV into the first Jedi Praxeum that the galaxy has seen in decades.

However, under the veil of hope, lies hidden dangers.

The Imperial Remnant, though scattered, is still a threat to the fragile New Republic, as well as the very idea of freedom in the galaxy.

The Sith, though seemingly defeated with the death of the Emperor and the redemption of his enforcer, Darth Vader, still loom like a dark cloud over the New Jedi Order as they attempt to restore their name throughout the entire galaxy.

With the Empire fractured, the Hutts among other crime syndicates have begun to make their presence known on many new worlds, spreading their influence and growing in power, creating yet another new threat for the New Republic.

Can the New Republic survive the hurdles and dangers it will surely face? Or will it collapse into ruin?

Only time will tell...
It has been a trying time for the heroes of both the New Republic and the Imperial Remnant. And While Luke Skywalker's new Jedi Praxeum is now operational, training the latest generation of Jedi Knights, the Imperial Remnant, under a new alliance between The Grand Imperium and the warlord, Admiral Kava, is poised to strike in a move that could be the tipping point in the war.

Join us, and blaze your own path in the exciting galaxy of Star Wars: Legacies
Star Wars: Legacies gives us the chance to craft our own history of a galaxy far, far, away. The only established cannon is Episodes 1-6 (including The Clone Wars and Rebels). Create a character to explore this open world RPG and see where the Force takes them.

Legacy characters such as Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Leia Organa etc, will be strictly NPC and used sparingly. Your characters are the stars of this story.

To join us, just fill out the CS below:

Star Wars: Legacies Character Sheet

Character's name:

Race (such as Human, Wookie, Transdoshan, Hutt, Twi'lek, Rodian, Bothan, droid, Mon Calimari, etc):

Faction (does your character belong to a group, such as the New Republic, The Imperial Remnant, the Bounty Hunter's Guild, a specific crime syndicate, etc):

Character Background:

Character Class (choose one):

Scoundrel (all smugglers, cutthroats, outlaws, and general rogues)

Soldier (stormtroopers, Moffs, tribal warriors, New Republic commandos, fighter pilots, and all other warriors and soldiers)

Force Sensitive (Jedi, Sith, Witches of Dothamir, Emperor's Hands, Imperial Inquisitors, and all other Force Users)

Bounty Hunter (strictly Bounty Hunters, whether a member of the Guild or not)

Beaurocrat (all Senators, Governors, representatives, and general diplomats)

Items major weapons and the like does your character carry? Such as a lightsaber, a rigged Sabaac deck, a blaster pistol, vibro-knife, wookie crossbow, telescopic lenses, etc):

Character Personality: Give a solid description on how your character acts, their morals, etc):

Character Alignment (Choose one):Good, Neutral, Evil)

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 3- Shattered Dimensions

Icon had wanted to get a better look at exactly what it was they were facing, so he took to the sky and circled above the advancing horde of alien invaders. Aside from the massive war machine that led the way, Icon saw thousands of the teal skinned marauders that flanked it on either side. Looking down at the massive tank and the dozens of armaments that adorned it, Icon knew that stopping that thing was priority number one. However, it would be impossible to take it out without first thinning out the ranks of the army of aliens that marched along side it. Icon began to circle around the invaders again, but did an immediate quarter turn in the sky and accelerated toward the ground. He impacted the ground with a thunderous crash, knocking dozens of the invaders from their feet. Without hesitation, Icon again left his feet, lifting only a few feet off the ground. He lowered his shoulder and rammed into the nearest alien warrior, sending him flying into the next. Then he hit the next, and then another after that, picking up speed as he flew through the alien ranks, knocking them out of his way as he cut a swath through the alien army.

“On your left, Flyboy.” Radiance’s voice called to him over the Guardians' communication channel.

Following Radiance's warning, Icon looked to his left, toward the massive battle tank. He saw that several small, single pilot speeders, which looked something like flying motorcycles were racing toward him.

“I got it.” Icon said as his eyes began to take on a reddish glow. In an instant, he fired an optic blast which struck the lead speeder, causing it to erupt into a fireball, which engulfed the second speeder, which was traveling just behind it. Without missing a beat, Icon reached down and grabbed one of the alien invaders. He held the murderous thug in midair for a moment, almost as if contemplating what to do with him. Then, Icon ripped the black armored helmet off the alien's head, and in on fluid motion, flung the alien back to the ground while spinning in midair, hurling the alien's helmet as if he were a Major League pitcher, sending it on a collision course with the third speeder.

The impact of the helmet caused the speeder to rock hard to the left, then it listed to the right, just before the pilot lost complete control, and the speeder crashed down; rolling end over end through a crowd of invaders until it finally came to a stop. Several beats passed, and the speeder exploded- sending the surrounding invaders, and pieces of invaders, scattering for dozens of yards in every direction.

"Keep your head in the game, Icon. You can play for the Red Sox when we're done here." Iron Knight's voice came through over the comlink.

“More of a Dodger's guy myself.” Icon replied as he dove headlong back into the ranks of the invading forces.

***

From high atop the Arlaaekan war machine, the being known as The Outsider watched as Earth's heroes fought valiantly to fend off the mighty Arlaaekan invasion force. However, he knew that no matter how bravely they fought, the Earthlings were doomed. It was a scene that The Outsider had seen played out time after time all across the cosmos. The Autocrat's armada would descend upon a world. Then the forces of Arlaaek's Grand Army would decimate any resistance, and then the planet would be stripped of its natural resources in order to fuel the Arlaaekan war machine.

This was something that The Outsider had seen and participated in more times than he could count. However, this assault was different. To The Outsider, this siege was personal. Earth after all, had once been his home. As he stood atop the war machine and watched the battle unfold below him, he couldn't help but to wonder, if there had been heroes on Earth when he had last been there, so many years ago, would they have saved him before he was lost to the stars? Would his life been different? Could it be possible that instead of the state of constant warfare that he had found himself in since he was rescued by the Autocrat, could he have found peace at home on Earth?

As soon as the invasive thought had penetrated his psyche, The Outsider pushed it from his mind. It was too late to play a game of “What if?” The truth was, there hadn't been heroes to save him from his fate, and now he had returned to the planet that he had once called home, not as a returning hero, a man who had seen the horrors of the galaxy and returned home to prepare his people for what may come.

He returned AS one of those horrors, and he would personally see that every man, woman, and child on the planet would be burned from the face of the Earth, and that the whole of humanity would be forgotten by the rest of the galaxy, just as the Earthlings had forgotten him.

And he would finally have his revenge...

***

Icon cut through the ranks of invaders. He met them with a combination of fists, elbows, shoulders and optic blasts, until there was barely an alien standing within 50 yards of him. Just up ahead, he saw Lyger going toe to toe with what could only be described as some sort of alien brute. This teal skinned monstrosity was much larger than the others, standing at what Icon figured was about eight feet tall and as his father would say, “was built like a brick shit house.”

Lyger used his superior speed to stay just out of the behemoth's reach. Flipping and diving out of the way, avoiding the alien's wild attacks. In fact, the black clad feline hero was using the massive alien against its allies, getting close enough that when it missed him with one of its wild swings, instead striking the aliens who were unfortunate enough to be within arms length. Lyger moved in on his larger foe, bounding and striking with quick punches and kicks, before dodging out of the way before the alien brute could muster up a counter attack.

Lyger dodged a wild swing from the massive alien, then connected with a jumping wheel kick to the invader's jaw, which staggered it, knocking it right back into Icon, who connected with an uppercut the the midsection, which doubled the alien enforcer over. Icon then joined his hands together in an upwards motion, he hit the alien with a double ax handle to the chin, which sent the invader several stories in the air, before crashing down in a heap on the pavement.

“Show off.” Lyger said over his shoulder before striking out at the alien soldiers within reach.

Icon was about to respond to his friend, but something else had caught his attention. At the edge of the battlefield was a lone figure riding what as far as he could tell was a giant alien cat, nearly as tall as he was.

Now what? Icon thought to himself as he noticed the green haired woman and the dozens of petrified alien invaders that she had left standing in her wake.


“We made it!” He heard her proclaim through the chaos of battle. Icon looked toward her and made eye contact, then gave a nod welcoming her to the fray before finally turning his attention to the giant tank, and the man standing atop of it.