Based in the Star Wars Universe, my character and yours fly around the galaxy doing big wig's dirty work. Smuggling, assassinating, interrogating, stealing, security jobs, bounty hunting, you name it! Our characters are going to be criminals. We'll fly a generic smuggler ship, but the actual genre of the rp and the plot is 100% open for debate.
so wait is this like, loosely based on Cowboy Beebop?
no lol it's based on star wars, silly
awwwww it sounded familiar
Honestly though this sounds sick as hell, I’d love to give it a try if you’d have me :D
Absolutely! I want to try out this new character concept, and if you're interested, by all means we can rp!
Sure! I’m totally interested! let’s do it!!
:0 damn this might be the first Star Wars based rp I’ve seen on this website. Totally stalking if that’s alright.
@Max_Miracle feel free to stalk, my friend
@Emi- awesome! where do you want to start? also, my character is the only one visible on my page–Anja Pesha. If you wanna lmk which character you'll be using, that would be greatly appreciated
I don’t have any pages on my profile (this is a new acc for me; I’ve actually been on the site for close to three years). However I can make one for you :D
@Emi- Yeah, I'd appreciate that! You don't have to make it super fleshed out, just the basics of the character and whatnot
Ofc! And you don’t have to keep @ing me, I’m already here! ^^
Right, my bad. Well, keep me posted on the character, Emi!
Name: Iiana (eey-ana)
Age: uhh 29
Sex/uality: She/Her, Straight
Height: 5’4
Weight: 89 lbs
Race: Clawdite
Skin: Dark blue (with scales obviously)
Eyes: A light green
Usual form: Likes to take on the form of an impossibly pretty woman. Long flowing blonde hair with glittering green eyes and a smile always on her lips.
General Personality/Stereotypes: The playful friend who always wants to talk. Good at manipulating people’s emotions, while she herself is extremely emotional and sensitive. Is also exceptional at reading what people are feeling. Has excellent social skills but is not good on her own or off of a team of some sort. She prefers to have someone to bounce ideas off of and not be her own self. Dependent on those around her to support her emotions.
Is this alright? I sort of pulled her out of nowhere so I still have a bit to go with her creation.
I thought a shape-shifter would be neat as hell with this idea lmao
I love the idea! I think Iiana and Anja will make a good team.
also, lmk how you'd like the rp to start
Great! I don’t mind how it starts. Maybe they were just put on a team together or something? getting to know each other and such.
my idea for the rp was for them to be forced together on a team, as i've been taking inspiration from the last of us
oooh even better! and they both have some reason to hate each other but they work super well together?
yeah! and they grow closer over time
ooooo yes! sounds good to me!
alrighty then! i can start us off with liana and anja escaping onto his ship
Great! I’m ready when you are :)
The sound of blaster fire filled the air. Red bolts whizzed past as a squad of rebels fired upon them and screamed swears. Two people ran away from the said blaster fire, along with a floating crate. One of the two dove over an empty barrel and hid behind cover, catching his breath as he sat for a short moment. He made a motion toward the ship and charged forward to it, ducking his head down as he ran. The breach of the ship opened, and the stillness of the ship spilled out and mixed with the heavy air of the planet. Anja pushed the crate into the ship and then himself, returning fire for the lass that had followed him.
"Move it, kid! Get on the ship and get going!" He shouted, as he grabbed a rather large blaster off of the wall. He laid down a volley of red bolts, hitting a few of the enemies and pressuring the rest to scramble.
"5 seconds before I get up, and leave! Get your sorry ass over here!"
A bullet whizzed by Iiana’s head as she scrambled after her partner. She could smell the tinge of burning hair as she felt a good chunk of it fall off completely from the right side of her head.
“Shit!” She hissed as she ducked behind a natural landmark, letting her teammate shoot at the rebels. He snapped at her sharply from the ship, but she barely heard him as she launched herself towards the ship again.
Behind her, rebels were shot down by Anja’s furious array of shots, most of which would have hit her if she shot up too much. She could hear them screaming in agony as they were shot down, injured, and killed.
Iiana barely limped up onto the ship, gulping the easy, light air of it as she sat down, supporting her right leg.
“Shut it already!! Don’t warn me let’s just go!” She howled back at him once she was situated behind a wall, safe from enemy fire.
Anja nodded as he closed the breach to the ship and ran to the cockpit. The cargo ship began to hover, taking a moment due to it's bulk. It had guns on it, although they weren't as powerful as guns on an X-Wing or a Star Destroyer, they held their own. The ship in question was called a YT-2600 Light Freighter, and it was an overall average ship. Decent storage, enough space for a crew of 5 to comfortably live, and a hyperspace module. As they broke atmosphere, they jumped to hyperspace and ended up halfway across the galaxy, near Sullust. He took a moment, and allowed his ship to float. He de-stressed, taking a few deep breaths before looking at the girl. She looked young, and was very pretty. He, however, had wondered why she of all people would have shown up at a rebel base. After checking for Aerospace traffic, he began to question her.
"What the hell were you doing on Dantooine? More importantly, ya put that whole job in jeopardy!"
Iiana stood up after patching herself up with a rouge piece of cloth she found in her uniform, then shifted back from her pretty blonde self as the captain of the ship approached her. She stood up shakily, brushing ash and dust off of herself.
She glanced up as he spoke to her, huffing angrily.
“I’m fine, thank you for asking!” She growled in response, her anger still present. “The mission went wrong because you had the audacity to alert them that we were taking something from them! I had them fine on my own, just talking and flirting and doing whatever the heck they like. You have some tough attitude to blame it on me.” She crossed her arms like a child, but still glared him down.
“Though, I do have to thank you for saving me.” She wrinkled her nose.
The Captain nodded as she criticized him for not asking how she was. He realized he probably should've asked, but didn't think to. He understood she was angry, and sighed as she glared him down. As described, he doesn't understand other people's emotions well, and doesn't portray his own. Pulling up a star map, he punched in coordinates for the Death Star, which was only a few planets away. He sat back for the ride, giving a "you're welcome" as the ship flew itself. Anja hadn't realized it, but that big gun he shot those rebels with was still in his hands. He walked over to the armory, and put it back, making his way back over with a few drinks in his hands. They were normal beverages, and he was very thirsty, thanks to the humidity of that planet.
He popped one open, and offered the other to his colleague. The sip he took brought on him a wave of relief, sitting down at the Pilot Chair. "Well… are you okay?" He didn't address him ruining the plan, but he thought about it.
sorry for dying on ya, i had dinner//
you still there?//