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7 yrs ago
Current There are some things that are... you know... because... then... well... yeah. You understand, no?
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8 yrs ago
Bleh bleh bla bla bleh bla.
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8 yrs ago
University starting very soon...
9 yrs ago
I am now not useless to society anymore, yay~!
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9 yrs ago
I officially count as a NEET right now... :/ I plan to change that soon...
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@DestinyStar Yay, friendship. Still damaged ear will stay damaged.
@DestinyStar the same way they left Kabeen to die. "me or them"


Probably more a "You're different than us, we don't like that" kind of case. :P

Also, yes, I like dramatic entrances, especially re-entrances. Whoever is in the town can notice her and the lack of care the general public gives.

@PyroDash888 I'm going to cry... D: How could people treat her like that? :(


Oh, I've seen and heard worse. :/
People are cruel... freaking cruel...
so, uh, I posted. Hooray?
Maaka Vaakul

Humiliation, that was what Maaka Vaakul, young bounty hunter and now captive of the Empire, felt. She had wanted nothing but a death in combat, not in an Imperial workcamp. Her blaster, her armour, her honour, all gone, an honourable death denied. Her hands were not tied, but they felt like they were. She had failed her mission for the first time in her career and it had ended this way, it seemed like fate.

Quietly, without moving she sat where the stormtrooper had pushed her to, even as the engines of the transport spooled up. Not even when the commotion in the front section started did she look up to see what was going on. She had lost what made her Mandalorian. Her pride, her honour. Only a trial by combat could save that honour. Either that or killing of the one who had robber her of that honour, willingly.

Yes, the Imperial Officer she tried to assassinate wanted her dead, but one of his agents, somebody who had worked to suppress several smaller Mandalorian revolts, had stopped him from sentencing Maaka for execution. Agent Dosun, a sadist through and through. He knew, even though Maaka was not born on Mandalore or any of its colonies, she was still a Mandalorian. One does not have to be born on Madalore to be a Mandalorian, you don't even have to be the same species, as shown by Maaka.

Nevertheless, the droid was starting to annoy her talking about some nonsense. She gathered it was probably their guardian, as it was the only thing with guns around here. One little chance, she had one little chance. Determined Maaka stood up and called out to the droid. "Ey, Rustbucket! I demand either a Mandalorian Trial or an execution, here and now! That means, either duel me or shoot me, in case your memory core is damaged."
Enraged opponents were good opponents, Revvin always told her. Of course, it might not work on droids, but at this point in time, she didn't care. She just wanted to die with at least a sliver of honour restored.
So, I hope that is okay or so
Day 16- Night-Level 12

A battered, bruised figure stumbled into the city limits, her blue furred tail matted with blood, the fur cut pretty short, her ears suffered a similar, but worse fate. Her left ear suffered from a cut that split the cartilage on the tip. For a game, this seemed way to realistic, but here she was, a player, who started with unusual fox features, one of which was now slightly maimed.
Sapphira trudged herself into the village her body aching everywhere, the pain in her left ear still bothering her, even though it happened almost three days ago. Who knew humans could be this cruel? Now for the first time in her life, Sapphira was afraid, not of the game, not of dying, but of the people in the game, the actual players. No way the monsters would have let her live after mauling her like that, not that the game would even allow mobs to actually injure players. But apparently, players could injure other players, or torture for that matter.
As Sapphira arrived in the city square her strength slowly began to falter. Under the eyes of the people in the square, the injured fox girl collapsed.
@Pyrodash888 @King Kindred

Ya'll still working on posts?

Can someone tag @shivershiver, I forgot to.


Yes, just the last couple of days were pretty busy.
So uhm... how do I get my character into the picture... ? xD
Kara sighed. Instead of having to communicate with a bounty hunter, she wanted to get out and drive away the Empire's troops not sit in the cockpit and watch her comrades potentially die. To that effect she sounded rather impatient over the comms.

"I can allow you to dock, but I'd advise you against leaving your ship until we can get a security team to the hangar. The situation is precarious enough, so we truly don't need another person lounging around in our ship. Otherwise, if you don't agree with that, you can land in one of the adjacent space port bays and walk to us."

With that Kara broke off the comm channel and launched herself out of the pilot's chair and quickly stormed to the armoury. In a speed that seemed pretty impressive to the armoury guard, Kara put on the black and red armour of the Republic Marines, specifically designed for her alien body form, her tail sticking out behind her as well as her ears from the top of the helmet. She could hear well enough without the audio enhancing equipment in the hi-tech helmet and comm-wise, two in-ear "headphones" were mounted on a part that was fixed with the ears and turned with them.

From her locker, Kara grabbed her E-15 rifle and her Vibrosword placing the latter on her back. For now, she left the rocket launcher in the armoury, she didn't expect any resistance that heavy on a neutral planet.
"Alright. Showtime.", she exclaimed, the voice panel on the helmet-front distorting her voice to a more threatening version and the small solider marched out directly to the exit ramp, her blaster trained in front of her.

As soon as the light sensors of the helmet sensed the outside light and the fireworks going on outside, Kara opened fire burning holes into the back of the helmets of two stormtroopers about to fire on one of the Jedi from behind with her blue blaster fire. "Imperial Scum! Go seek somebody else to bother!"
<Snipped quote by VitaVitaAR>

The above quote was four days ago. I know people have lives and can't post all the time (especially because of how large your posts usualy are), but don't you think that you should've posted by now? Again, I understand people have lives but... Uh, yeah.


Vita actually did post. :P
It is me that still has to post... which I will try to get up today.
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