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I think death in such a low-level thread is a disgrace to any character that anyone has put more than two hours' time into developing. It simply shouldn't happen. This is a Star Wars roleplay, i.e., it simply doesn't need to be the most realistically thought-out plotline in all of RP History...

While I agree, what's the point in a thread without a story? If it's just a "hey everyone we were thinking about hitting this prison but decided against it" it wasn't worth the effort setting it up. Solution: Let's get shot down.

Stretched out in a passenger's seat toward the cockpit's rear, Aelianus Atratinus listened closely to the others as they discussed the plan. His mechanic's cap was pulled down over his eyes, head cocked comfortably to one side. Over his uniform draped a thick protective coat, supposedly to...

Apologies. I've been drowned in drowning and such. I'll have a post up shortly.

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Hey, ABC's are hard!

A found the Eragon series lightly entertaining. Terribly predictable, though, and I get this dirty feeling every time I admit to liking it. Currently I read some Tom Clancy before bed and I keep Dan Simmons' Hyperion by the toilet. Loving it.

If you still have a few spots open I have an un-updated pre-timeskip character I could see about throwing into the mix. Could fill just about any role, I'm sure.

I second the above. Also input. I know I'm an ass, but... yeah.

Aelianus Atratinus is up.

Hello. I hate you. Goodbye.

Character's Name: Aelianus Atratinus Link to Profile: Lookalink! Desired Rank: N/A

Aelianus rubbed a pale, rough hand over his face and sighed. That, he thought with more than a hint of worry, is quite an enormous amount of emotional baggage. He considered TP for a long moment, the younger man still avoiding his eyes. This Rebellion was young -- only a fledgling movement...

Aelianus lowered his body slowly backward to rest on the soft bed, fierce scowl deepened the lines creasing his weathered face. He had already forgotten his anger -- TP had responded acceptably to the blow and the threat. Prior to his disappearance, the large majority of the beings who...

Go to work for sure. I stayed home today in order to care for a sick family member and as a result got my work cut back by 50%. What I wouldn't give for a steady job.

Aelianus processed the information remarkably slow. Aelianus Atratinus had once been known as one of the brightest young minds in the galaxy, yet now he failed to comprehend even this simple narrative. Perhaps it was the complete shock at the Jedi's cowardice. Perhaps it was his mind...

Aelianus gave a small nod. He couldn't say it was at all a surprise. "It was. I managed to cobble together the most awful looking hyperspace transmitter -- quite honestly I wish we could have salvaged it, a rather brilliant invention -- and I came across your transmission during the rough...

Twelve years, six months, eight days. Aelianus shook his head. Twelve years, six months, eight days. Any other person would have at the vary least taken a brief moment to mourn wasted time. Aelianus didn't even consider it. Such grief was a waste of more time, energy and simply...

Aelianus slept a dreamless sleep. Time had passed, that was all he knew for certain as he drifted slowly back to consciousness. Days had passed. Days since... what? Days since... images flashed through his mind -- blood, screams, flashes, more blood, clanging, a deafening roar, so much blood...