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My new Star Wars, Knights of the Old Republic app thread!

Aweshum! I'm sorry to say that I rarely have time for much other than RPing, so I'm not quite sure, could i just copy and paste my app from Seve or Jazz or Chief? Cos I'm a lazy varmit.

Yes, I'll make a link, I'm working on the RP app thread now.

Make a link will ya?

OK, since this thread is dead, I'm prbly gonna do a star wars, knights of the old republic rp, with added awesomesauce.


Get ready for some new RPs form the one and only SALTASH!

Anybody interested in getting some life breathed back into 'er? I run a separate star wars rp site that after about two years has keeled over on its side. Effort to bring it back hasn't worked very well, But you guys are still getting the odd applicant, myself included. So anybody down for it? I'm willing to help in any way I can.

**havent been on in weeks, damn**

(( I claim this RP to be....... DEAD ))

Conrad flew over to the salvage ship that held the brain and his memory chip, he fixed his shells arm and was about to fire his missiles when he received a distress signal, he smashed the alarm and fired his missiles at the salvage ship, the side exploded sending it's cargo out into space.

((Forever alone...

((Me too.))

"Statement: Damnit why run now? Aww well..." HK-50 said and started up the turoblift again heading up to the bridge. "Statement: Atleast we've got a prisoner aboard. We may lose the ship. But the clone commander may be able to provide intel for the Seperatists." (sry g2g nite)

Malleus realized the truth in this, and instead of finishing the EMP process, he discreetly planted a worm, and then sawed his way through the floor, heading back for the hangar . . . . . .

After 10 seconds HK-50 was awakened only to notice the EMP Drones. "Observation: Very Very good.....however even if you were to knock me out. I still have friends here. And they are coming. Yes. And you will die. LIke all other fleshings." Trandoshans began to converage on the deck. Estiamted time of arrival was at best 5 minutes. HK-50 assumed that he would be dead by 3 but must stay intact inorder for his mission to be of success.

Chief waited patiently at the turbolift door. The whole time he had been trying to figure out who to shoot.

"EMP, Most Effective." Malleus said, sawing one in half with the electric saw, and destabilizing the other two with arcs of electricity.
"I wonder how Long I have until he wakes up." Malleus asked himself, as he began planting EMP drones into the HK . . . .

"Acknowledgement: Arachind Droids eh? Let me reboot for 5 seconds to prevent this from affecting me." Replied Hk-50 who took out 3 of his emp gernades and closed the turbolift door. He activated the gernades and turned himself off. Only turning back on after 10 seconds. The emp would go off in 5. But better to be safe than destroyed.

"An HK-50 should know perfectly well the Arachnid Droids are incapable of being smashed against a wall." Malleus stated, pulling out an electric saw . . . .

"Response: Excuse me fleshing?" HK-50 responded. He kept on slamming the person on his back againist the walls of the turoblift. Hoping to make the intruder dazed off his back. "Statement: Hey! Get off my back! Thats no fair. I can't aim back there!"

Chief activated his shield, and stepped back, switching back to blasters.

"Statement: Eat a mixture of EMP and Electricity." Malleus mocked, leaping from the ceiling and clinging onto the HK's back, pulling out various pokers and jabbers . . . ..

All the flamethrowers did was scorch the paint off HK-50's armor when the turoblift door opened. He was amused by this. "Mockery: You've scorched my paint! What can you can do with weapon fleshling?" He turned on his shield on his left arm and began using his heavy repeater blaster attached to his right hand. "Statement: Warnning, you should stick your head up during my barrage. It will be very very very..fun inteed."

Chief turned, his flamethrowers still spitting fire. He ran over to the turbolift, flames spitting out.

Malleus shot the unconscious Trandoshan with an arc of blaster.
"Entity Detected: Turbolift." Malleus said, positioning himself and re-cloaking . . .

The Trandoshan fell and was knocked out. The clone trooper looked shocked and muttered out. "Ththth...anks?."
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HK-50 was tracking the new visitors in the ship. He was going up the turbolift. "Statement: Hopefully these fleshlings will provide some entertainment then the clones."

Chief saw the trooper and Trandoshan. He immediately opened fire on the Trandoshan, not noticing Malleus

Malleus quickly detached from the ceiling, and clung onto the back of the Trandoshan, and injected him with continuous streams of electricity. . . .

The clone trooper was dragging his leg which was shot leaving a trail of blood on the floor. "I need! Gah! Support! Anyone out there!" He was done waiting. The Trandoshan captain appeared and was walking slowly to the trooper. "Oh god! Damnit it!" The trooper yelled, he discared his blaster early on and was defenceless. The Trandoshan was carrying a large metal sword twice its size.

Chief heard a shout. He slowly walked over, very cautious.

Malleus finished playing the video.
His guess was confirmed.
He heard a shout, and activated High-Cloaking, and hung to the ceiling of the corridor . .. .

The yell echoed thought the level that Malleus was on. "Is anyone there!...Hello? This is CT-5913!" Behind the poor trooper in the shadows was the trandoshan captain of the raid....he waited for the trooper to meet with someone and then finish both off.

((GOD DANGIT!))

((GTG see ya.))

Malleus ascended to the top level, and accessed the Security Records. . ..

Chief raised his arms, switching them to flamethrower. He looked around cautiously, his eyes flashing.

Malleus saw the Sith again.
He easily circumvented him and his lackeys, and ascended the shafts. . ..

"Go investigate the area with Gan" Sinton told Chief. Gan ran into the area and looked around through the scope of his rifle.

((Liam, y u no order my char to do sumthin?))

(eh my character did do alot something in the beginning. But now is gradually not going much.)

((Well then. I cannot allow your character who really hasn't done much, but still deserves to live die!))
Malleus picked up Distress Signal.
He reassigned himself, and headed for it,
He landed in a bloody ship.
"Trandoshans." He said to himself. . . .

"Damnit..." Manticore said. "Sir, we got more lizards coming up from the turbolift." reportered Blitz. "Commander, they've taken control of the comns. However I can still register 1 out of our 3 squads still up and running." Said Bat looking at the inboard scanner."How many men are left?" Asked Manticore who was holding his wound shut. "5 sir. And they're retreating to the pods. Not back to the ship." Answered Bat. "Well then...*cough* *cough*, I can say that they are'nt from the Unbreakable but the Hades...."

(ts based. If you caught on. But based. I got inspired. And this and others may lead to Manticore's unfor....-spoiler-)

((Trandoshans this plot seems familiar.))

"Tran what!" Rogue said, almost immediately after noticing the transmission ended. He figured he was in for a fight, so he put on his new high tech blaster/lightsaber proof armor on the the Jedi had given him. Within a few minutes he was up in space, then activated hyperjump and was making his way towards the vessel. The whole way still trying to recontact the ship.

"I....need to *cough* *cough* warn you...there are tran-" The transmission was suddenly cut off. Inside the bowels of the ship figures moved in the shadows either hiding from their pursers or preparing to meet this new foe.

"This is Captain Rogue, I am prepping my ship right now to come and help you." Rogue said as he began to prep his ship.

The vessel continued its call until someone broke it, the speaker spoke as if he had liquid in his mouth, "This is....*cough* *cough* Commander Manticore...*cough*....I'm trapped....*cough* in the bridge of the Unbreakable. I'm wounded..*breath*...heavily. Who is this?"

(( Still RP if no response or something.... ))

(this is background for the setting)

Inside the asteroid belt. Two ships were docked together. The accalmentor class frigate was supsended in the void of space. With the Unbreabkle II attached to it. Inside the bowls of the two ships was silence......and blood. The distress call from the Unbreakble echoed out into space yearning for someone to respond.

Rogue was still sitting around in the cockpit of his ship, he was twirling his baton in his hand. When his sensors lit up on the dash of the ship. He looked at it, it was a distress call. First instinct was to try and contact them first, so he did so. Rogue hailed the distressed vessel.