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1 yr ago
Current Ahsoka been out for weeks now where all the Star Wars rps at
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2 yrs ago
Desire for Star Wars or Stargate roleplay intensifies
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2 yrs ago
Just waiting for the Star Wars RPs to crop up with the fact Kenobi is now out.
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2 yrs ago
Just punch the children. Problem solved.
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3 yrs ago
I don't jusr want Star Wars. I want this: youtube.com/watch?v=YECbFw_…
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E V I L S C O T T I S H G U Y


So I have been on the Guild for a long, long, long, long, long, long, LONG time. I first joined the OldGuild around, my best guess would be 2012? I've been active in the Star Wars scene on the Guild since then, there have been very few games based around that genre that I haven't at least nosed my way in on. My very first game was a Star Wars game and that's what actually really got me into the Star Wars Franchise.

It's weird to think but I am such a major Star Wars nerd these days, yet before I was on the Guild I wasn't. I got into a Star Wars RP, got onto the Wikia, and then away I went into a spiral of nerd-om that I currently live within. I've grown since then, I game quite a bit, I write when I can. I have a wikia full of a lore to my own original creative universe and play around with some 'cool' comic book nerds.

Active Roleplays:
Ultimate One Universe: Emergence - by @Master Bruce and @Sep

Roleplays I miss:

One Universe: Unlimited - A Marvel/DC Comics Roleplay by @Master Bruce
Ultimate One Universe by @Master Bruce
No Turning Back by Me.
Star Wars: Galaxies at War by Me.
Absolute Comics by a load of people.

Most Recent Posts



The Prometheus dropped out of hyperspace in orbit above Coruscant. Brigadier General Jack O'Neill sat at the helm looking out the viewport ahead off him. "Shields up!-" The Klaxon sounded around the ship "-Cut the siren Marks. We all know the situation."

"Yes Sir." The klaxon stopped, you could hear a pin being dropped throughout the ship as everyone was on edge.

"Carter."

Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter sat to his right in the second seat. A position not usually reserved for her, but given her expertise he felt it was the best place for her. With no more of a command than simply saying her name she looked up from the data she was pouring over.

"It's incredible. I know Daniel told us that this is a space-faring society but the ships here number in the thousands I've never seen anything-"

"Carter-" He interupted, before gesturing out the window to the faint ball that represented Coruscant. "-the planet?"

She cleared her throat. "Sorry sir." Adjusting herself she went back to her terminal. "It seems to be completely covered in metal structures, I can't get an accurate read from this distance. I am getting Replicator Signals." Carter cut herself off, O'Neill motioned with his hand indicating she should continue.

"-They're in the Billions sir. It's hard to say, but I've never seen these numbers. I mean it makes sense with the amount of raw material they have to consume, but it's still frightening."

O'Neill turned his chair to the Un-Ascended version of Daniel Jackson. "Billions of bugs in an environment with virtually limitless raw material to replicate with, what do you expect us to do?"

Daniel shrugged defiantly. "I don't know, I don't remember, or I've not done it yet."

O'Neill wagged his finger. "You know this whole ascension thing was supposed to be good. Instead it's lead from one crisis to the next."

"Sir. I've located one of the other ships that Daniel sent here." She brought up the Vengeful Spirit on screen. O'Neill couldn't suppress the whistle.

"Now that's a ship."

"Indeed." The ever-stoic, ever-silent member of SG-1 announced from behind O'Neills left shoulder. He was glad he had requested SG-1 accompany him on this mission, while he had taken command of the Prometheus rather than the SGC so that he could actually go out in the Galaxy and do some good. He had missed the companionship of Teal'c.

"Bring us alongside, maximum thrust, and broadcast on all channels-" Marks nodded to indicate he was broadcasting. "This is General Jack O'Neill of the U-S-A-F vessel Prometheus. We are standing by and ready to assist. I will say we do have experience with these pesty little buggers, and we're ready to get to work." He nodded to Marks, before turning back to Sam Carter.

"We do have a weapon to defeat the buggers, right?"

"Well, we do have the specifications made by you for the Anti-Replicator Weapon. The problem is whether or not these bugs are immune to it or not. Then it's trying to hit the entire planet at once. It's not as if we'll get many chances, and we need to stop them getting off-world. The blockade is a good start but if they have a hyperspace capable ship there is nothing to stop them jumping away before they make orbit."

"So you have a plan right?"

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, in what could have been an attempt to hide a wince. "I plan, to have a plan, Sir."

I'm having to solve some stuff for moving house. I hope to get my personal post up, but at the very least you guys are all good.

@Dead Cruiser Good to go with good ol' Jean Luc.
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The battle raged above the sieged city of Arcadia as the Ceaseless Endeavour moved into position for the attack. Then just as weapon systems became hot. Time froze for everyone except those aboard the Arcadia. As a man in a white woolen sweater appeared on the bridge. Daniel opened his mind to create a telepathic link with the members of the bridge crew. "I will be brief. My name is Daniel Jackson and I come seeking your help. A foe from my Universe has breached another, I fear if they aren't stopped they could threaten all realities. I cannot interfere directly without the others of my kind stepping in to stop me, but I can't let countless billions and trillions face death. I can't hold time that much longer here, I will gift you the knowledge of my foe and what little I know off the universe they have invaded. Should you choose to accept just think so, and I'll transport you. I'll hold time the best I can until then. Thankyou."

Just as quickly as he appeared, he disappeared. Leaving them knowledge in what the Replicators were, and the basic knowledge of Coruscant, the Republic and the Separatist Alliance. Time remained frozen, the ship stuck in a small stasis field off its own.




In another universe, in another time. Daniel appeared alongside the Autobots and the arc. Dwarfed by their stature and size. He waved a hand very casually in order to gain their attention, before addressing the leader. "Greetings Optimus Prime. My name is Daniel Jackson, and I come seeking your help."




As the communication came through from the ship identified as the Vengeful Spirit there was a flurry of activity throughout the fleet. All their attention had been focused downwards, they hadn't even noticed new arrival to the system. The sheer size of it sent shivers of shock through the fleet as officers reported to their superiors. Even Palpatines attention was drawn to it but for a moment, before his sneer was cast back towards the planet below.

Admiral Shoan Killians Venator drew closer, flanked by two sister ships.

"Open a return channel."

"It's ready sir."

"This is Admiral Kilian of the Republic Vessel Exodus, state your name and purpose in this system."
Looking to post tonight
Q was more cause @Dead Cruiser gave me the idea that its a way for Daniel not to take a ship from his own reality and risk the wrath of the others. He might have taken part in the moving of any Star Trek based ships as well.

I'm fine if people wanna be yoinked before my next GM post.
Go for it
What kind of intel are we hooked up with initially? Are we in communication already? If Horus wanted to ring up Palpatine, could he get him on speed dial like "Yo, Sheevy, baby?"

Also I guess I will indeed now get around to ginning up the Enterprise.


We knew where we were going but they didn't know we were coming
I had to stop with the opening post because I was honestly just wanting to keep going and going and going with what Sixth and the Replicators have been upto.

Basically when we drop in (we obviously know whats going on, we don't necessarily know what other ships there'll be but we know the score) Coruscant is under quarantine, Palpatine is of planet and the Replicators are sweeping their way across Coruscant basing themselves at the Jedi temple. If you have any questions throw them here, feel free to drop in. You do not necessarily need to arrive at Coruscant.

The ship appeared in orbit of Coruscant without warning. It was instantly detected and targeted by orbital defenses and patrol vessels alike, it was swiftly dealt with. There was no panic on Coruscant. Not by the general population, the military, or even the Jedi. There was however one man who was concerned. Supreme Chancellor Sheev Palpatine had crafted everything in the war, every piece moving perfectly according to his grand design. Minor bumps in the road were swiftly overcome, and strategies were adopted. This however was an unknown variable.

The media was spinning it as a new form of Separatist vessel, probing Coruscant's defenses and reaction times as a precursor to invasion. Palpatine knew better or believed he did. This vessel wasn't separatist. Not unless Dooku was planning to overthrow and replace him. Such a thing was unlikely but not impossible. Since the start of the war he had pushed his Apprentice further and further to the Dark Side, and power afterall did corrupt. Though as the wreckage from the ship came crashing down to the surface off the planet, the worry soon disappeared out of his mind as days turned into weeks. It continued to nag at the back of his brain, but more pressing matters gained his attention.




As the ship fell the individual Replicator blocks formed around a single being. She didn't panic as she came hurtling through the atmosphere. After all, she was protected by her brethren. Protocols were enacted as the combined mass crashed through several layers of the cityscape that littered the planet. A rudimentary scan of the networks this universe presented indicated this was the galactic capital. While that meant that there was potentially the greatest resistance it also provided the greatest opportunity. There was an abundance of resources for her brethren to consume and replicate from. It also provided means to transport anywhere else in the galaxy via spacecraft.

Climbing out of the debris on a deserted street her brethren reformed before her as bugs. She used the neural network to send them forth to replicate. Instructing them to delve deeper and deeper. Remain undetected until the time came to come forth and consume. For there would be no chance unless they were ready.

Sixth also meanwhile had much information to gather, and prepare. Afterall there was always the possibility that in their way to this universe the breach was detected. If there was anything they had learned from their encounters with the Asgard and the Humans of Earth is that their foes were as relentless as they were and that with all possible haste they should prepare for their foes to find them.





Daniel sighed as he looked on at the motley assembly of ships he had gathered from across the multiverse. He still wasn't entirely sure what chances they had, but there were limitations to his power. How much he could interfere without incurring the wrath, not just of the others but the other various beings across the multiverse.

"Oh come on, don't look so glum."

Daniel sighed as he turned to the side. "Q. I wasn't expecting to see you here."

"Au contraire my fellow omnipotent friend. With all the noise you were making, you knew I'd never be able to resist. You're wanting something from me."

Daniel just smiled.




Sixth ascended the steps to the great Jedi Temple. Home to the religious sect that held great power and significance within this 'Galactic Republic'. They fascinated Sixth, a race of organic beings with powers, unlike anything they had known. Sixth had no interest in the Senate buildings, they had known various government types and histories from the information their brethren had gathered within the Ida Galaxy in their home universe. This was something entirely new. As they climbed the steps they made their way past war protestors. Apparently, it was a time of great conflict, with both sides using disposable armies. The Clones were of no use to Sixth, but the droid armies used by the group known as Separatists would likely be useful later.

Ascending to the top of the steps Sixth barged her way past armored clones. There was screaming as people ran, and an individual in robes turned to face Sixth. Pulling a cylinder from his waist a beam of energy erupted from it. A lightsaber. This was a Jedi. A nearby clone charged Sixth, and with a precision strike his neck was broken. Two more charged and were as swiftly dispatched. The Jedi raised a hand in the direction of Sixth and seemed perplexed when nothing happened. Perhaps he had expected Sixth to stop?

Continuing onward Sixth was certainly surprised when the solid beam of plasma cut straight through their neck. The rest of the body disassembled onto the floor leaving nothing but a head.

The next couple of days Sixth watched and listened as people poured over the head form. As scans and tests were performed, questions were asked. Sixth never spoke a word, nanites slowly working their way into the Jedi Temple and through its systems. It took time to process the vast amount of information that the archives held, yet as the number of Replicator Brethren increased it was easy to spread the burden and process it across their number. While Sixths head remained, their replicator brethren were busy infiltrating power distribution, life support, and production systems. Some of them had worked their way to the lowest levels where there was very little organic life. Consuming raw materials and replicating, replacing the consumed materials with replicator blocks to prevent any sort of security system from detecting the changes in structural integrity.

On the thirty-first cycle (local time) of Sixths incursion on Coruscant, their number was in the millions. Every day a Jedi would come before Sixth and try and probe their mind with this 'Force' that they revered so much. After some research Sixths best estimation was that due to her makeup of nanite cells that their body was immune to this mental probe. The Jedi had all claimed that Sixth was some form of 'droid' but Sixth knew that they, no. She now. Was so much more. A Jedi by the name of Cin Drallig stood before her. He had questioned her many times since she arrived at the temple.

"You're never going to tell us why you came here? What are the Separatists planning?"

Her mouth moved.

Cins expression changed to one of confusion. "Are you going to tell us?"

"R-R-R" Her voice came out heavy, as if she was trying it out for the first time.

"What is your purpose here?"

He leaned in closer.

"To Replicate." As she spoke Replicators burst out of air vents all over the temple, as doors closed and life support systems shut down. All over the planet powergrids were disrupted, automated systems failed. Carnage and chaos spread as Replicator bugs spat forth from the depths of the planets, ships came out of the lower levels. Crashing down littered with Sixths replicator brethren as they made their way systematically dismantling defense systems. Nothing could stop them as they continued to pour from the depths. Blasters simply seemed to slow them down, the only effective weapons seemed to be lightsabers but even then sheer numbers slowly drove the Jedi from their own temple. A state of emergency declared, and as soon as Supreme Chancellor Palpatine had made it safely off planet, quarantine was declared.

Thirty-one days since Sixths arrival, and twenty four hours and the Replicators had done what had never been done in Galactic History.

They had seized Coruscant.


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