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5 hrs ago
Current Worms are better
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2 days ago
I wonder if anyone knows where to find a worm?
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6 days ago
Bored. Someone save me.
8 days ago
Ok…I’ll never desert you.
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10 days ago
Guess I’m the idiot for thinking it would be like old times. :(
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Hi I'm Zoie

I've been at this RP thing for 15+ years. I've seen a lot of stories and wrote them too. I write as an escape so I try to make this light and fun as possible. I don't have to have anything complicated but I love a good story. The only genre I will not do is horror. I don't enjoy it in real life, I don't want to write it.

My main characters are mostly female and I typically like to write MxF. Just something I am comfortable with. I hope you understand. I typically do casual to advance (2-5 paragraphs), though quality over quantity works for me.

Here are some themes I enjoy:
Romance
Medieval
Fantasy
Slice of life
Action/Adventure
Post Apoc
Futuristic
Dystopia

Drop me a PM if you wish to talk out a story. :)

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Aellyn paced around the small room. She never thought she would find herself tangled in a smuggling operation. She had carefully calculated the right ship at the ports. Yet, here she was. Wrong. The routes and checks had panned out, she was lucky her contact was still playing nice. Reminding herself that favors are rare out in the outer rim. Aellyn rested her hands upon the desk, hovering over her data pad. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she read through a list of planets. A list she had put together before leaving Coruscant She was off course and this was a mere, ‘detour’, as the Pilot put it. Her eyes shifted to the old blaster she had managed to purchase from a sleazy looking Rodian. She hoped it actually worked.

“Kriff..” She whispered.

Picking up the blaster, she looked it over, she hoped her Academy skills would come back if something would happen. Maybe she should have paid more attention in class. Too late now. Sliding the blaster into its holster on her right leg, she picked up her data pad tucking it into a small bag, before slinging it onto her back. Aellyn stepped out of her room, figuring they would meet somewhere in the cargo bay.
Bumping to top…looking for 1 or 2 more crew


Aellyn sat unbothered, staring at the pale man before her. True, he never mentioned a run to another planet while she hopped and skipped to the next one. She did in fact choose this vessel over many options because it looked the worst, no Imperial ship would dare look at it twice. Heck, she did. Her eyes looked down at her data pad, still uploading. Could this be any slower, she thought.

“…you are the detour, Aellyn.”

A smirk formed across the woman’s lips as she stared down at her pad . The pilot pinched a nerve and he knew. For a moment, she wanted to throw a good right hook to his scrawny face but what would that do? Bruised hand. Left on the junk planet? Not worth it.

“A Job…on a junk planet?” She scoffed. “ You would have better luck selling this ship then find anything of worth down there. “ The upload completed as she pulled her data pad out of the console, sticking into a pocket while she stood from the co pilot seat.

“If you could both do the job yourselves, then why offer me at all, seems like you both got it covered. Besides, I’m the one who doesn’t need spending coin. However, if you think you need me, my fee is fifty percent of the cut. If not, I’ll wait for triumphant return of goods.”

She stepped toward the door of the cockpit, the mech was much larger than she remembered. “Someone is a bit grumpy looking…you should feed the big guy here?” Aellyn pointed to Jet as her head turned toward Fel.

”I’ll be in my room.” Stepping passed the large guy, she made the short walk back to the room she paid for. As she laid back on the bottom bunk, she had a gut feeling she was going to have to help out regardless whether she felt like it or not.
@Archazen heck yea! Let’s go!
Aellyn laid on her back, staring at the bunk above her. Her hands rested on her stomach, fingers intertwined. She missed her apartment back on Coruscant. Comfortable bed, all the amenities. How did she end up on this piece of junk? Right. Moral conscience. Running from the Empire was no small trick. Erase her life. Take a new name. Thank you Empire for the tricks, she thought with a smirk forming with her lips. Her data pad beeped as she picked it up, bringing it above her head to read. “Finally.” She muttered. Her legs swung out as she stood from the bottom bunk. Pulling on her boots and stepped out of her room. The door swooshed closed behind her, as she made her way toward the cockpit.

Aellyn heard a hearty laugh as the door to the cockpit opened. The pilot and his R2 unit appeared to be doing some type of maintenance check. The ship really just needed to be sold for credits or parts. “Um, Hi…” She tapped her data pad against her hand as she moved into the co-pilot seat, next to the navigation system. “I have the latest shipping routes, Imperial checks, etc. The ones I promised you, when I asked for passage.” She held her data pad up before plugging into the console.

The R2 unit started to whistle and beep like a child throwing a tantrum. She smiled and placed a hand onto the top of his droids head. “It’s standard, no harm. Just some new charts, making it easier to get past any checks. Don’t want the Empire to be poking around.“ That seemed to calm the little droid, her eyes went to her data pad then to the navicomputer as the upload started.

“Lotho?” She paused looking at the Pilot. “You didn’t mention a detour when we were negotiating passage.”
My first group RP... hope you like me.






Name: Aellyn (Ellen) Nekkar
True Name / Alias: [Classified]
Faction: Empire (Former)
Rank: ISB Agent (Former)
Species: Human (Coruscant)
Age: 26
Sex: Female
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'4
Physique: Above Average. Passed Imperial Physique Requirements.
Hair: Red
Skin: Peach, tattoo along the spin of her back
Force Sensitive: No

BIOGRAPHY:
From an early age, Aellyn was fascinated by technology and the hidden workings of informations systems. Driven by her exposure to the disparities between the elite and the underclass, her motivation was to rise above her station and prove that anyone could succeed in the Empire’s elite ranks. As simple as it might sound, her goal was to earn respect and security for herself. After many late nights, she earned herself a place at the Imperial Academy, where she excelled in their tech-oriented courses, particularly those dealing with encryption and data analysis. It was during these years, Aellyn discovered her aptitude for hacking into systems and deciphering codes. It had become a game for her, to see what she could do, despite feeling her fate was decided for her.

After graduating, Aellyn had secured a position as an analyst within the Imperial Security Bureau. Here, she was able to use her new found skills to uncover rebels and dismantle insurgent networks. However, as she dove deeper into her work, her motivation had shifted. Finding numerous accounts of surveillance of innocent citizens, including her own family, this questioned her loyalty to the Empire. Through secret conversations, she had learned about the human cost of the Empire’s control and started to see past the propaganda that had once clouded her judgment.

Once eager to rise within the ranks of the Empire, she finds herself on the run in the outer rim. Aellyn has transformed from a mere executor of orders to an empowered individual that aids those who fight for freedom instead of suppressing them.
Wouldn't mind being apart if it's still open for crew.
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