>>44126658
The saber wielders charge you with a skill you didn't expect from randoms, but this is either the top of the top of the police force, or your specific task force, so obviously they're good.
It takes all you have to dodge both, using your arms heavily to shift your body weight around in dodges, not giving you an ounce of time required to draw your own sabers for defence. The shit blaster wielders also try their aim but really just end up getting in the way allowing you to greater the distance between your assailants, and further it even more when a blaster shot from one of them clips their giant armour, prompting one dead force choked guard, one guard on the verges of shitting himself and stopping firing for now to ensure he doesn't suffer the same fate, with one saber wielder choking and the other just being like "what the fuck dude"

You're ten foot away by the time their attention is on you.

What do?

Also roll a 1d20 for whatever you want to do

Also obligatory "this is 100% write ins" message, including what ships and weapons you want, who you want to meet, who you want to waifu and what kind of hairdo you want. Oh yeah we don't even have a description of our character's looks yet. I'll put an option for that in later.

Also, this is TOR era.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>44126718
Gazelle the fuck outta there!

>>44126875
Woo!

As prepared for you as they may or may not have been, they were not prepared for the raw athleticism of the ghostly gazelle, and the effect it's glowing light of salvation has on the unenlightened.

You flash bright colours just before disappearing into invisibility, they can sense you almost, but you're just too fucking fast to keep up with, leaping through windows, over buildings, under tables, dancing around the crowd.

For your three pursuers, one is barely keeping up, while one is a street back following the one following you, while the blaster guy is probably still at that comm site shitting himself.

eventually you get a stable lead and get around a corner. You could hide, or fight, or call for backup, or run somewhere particular,

>What do famalam?
>Also 1d100 with your choice

>>44126925
dropped name

also someone demanded gyro at some point, I don't know if they meant a gyro droid, or a kebab, or vagina, or some kind of ship, idk.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>44126925
Run and get some of that Korriban Gyro. The food of course. That was me. Call the Mandos and say I need to leave very soon.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>44126979
You need help, these guys look business, I mean, not as business as you, but there's two, and they're armoured the fuck out.

You dip into the side streets and call Glenda's comm. Nope, jammed. Guess you'll have to find them manually.

Hmm, where would a drunk Madno like to spend their time? A gyro takeaway obviously!

You head to the nearest one looking for her. No luck. Next one. No luck here either.

Then finally the 4th shop you arrive at has your merry band of mandos standing at the till ordering some Gyros.

>What do?

>>44127009
dropped the fuckin name again

Obviously it's implied you talk about leaving and getting gyro, but this is more what else do you want to talk about, and what kind of gyro do you want.

>>44127009
Get a regular gyro. Also tell them that your a ghostly gazelle and the popo is after you.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>44127044
Dice. Forgot. Sorry.

>>44127053
Didn't ask for one, but since you rolled shit we can have some fun now.

writing

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>>44127044
You approach the merry band of money making Mandos flickering in and out of existence like a madman, glowing like only someone of your status could.

"Hi lads, first things first, I can become a ghostly gazelle, i'm on the run from some very fancy and well equipped Popo, and i'm ridiculously hungry after smelling gyro so excuse me"

You go to the counter and order yourself a delicious gyro, you can even detect a bit of gungan in this one, wow, they really go all out at this joint.

You rejoin Glenda to discuss future plans, when she asks you to describe the people after you.

"Big fuckers, covered in weird red/clarety fuck off armour, big fucking shields and helmets radiating with dark side aura, big fuckin sabers and shields. You know what I mean?"
She rubs her chin for a second.
"Kind of like that guy at the bar right?"
You turn your head round to see what she sees and it's someone dressed exactly the same as the guards chasing you earlier, with their helmet under one arm, shouting over a comm, and ordering by pointing at the menu. They haven't noticed you or aren't looking for you, either way,

>What do? Carry on eating gyro? Try to phase through a wall? Pray
>srs tho what do, and 1d100

>>44127133
To put things in perspective it's been 20 minutes since you shook your tail.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>44127133
Carry on eating the gyro. Really a gyro this fancy would be a slap to the face of everyone to not finish. Also get ready to run the fuck away again.

Rolled 11 - 2 (1d20 - 2)

>>44127213
Fuck whoever that is, this is really good gyro. You've never had gyro this good. Glenda looks a little worried that you may attract unwanted attention towards her group, but she trusts that you can disarm any situation that comes up.

Instead you chill a bit, focusing on your senses, the look of this gyro, the feel of this gyro, the taste of this gyro, and the sounds of Mrs Special Forces arguing on her comms. "What do you mean it's unbecoming to be getting takeaway on the job? We lost that sparkly gazelle cunt anyway, the fuck kind of power is that? I'm not changing the subject you prick I just don't care. You tell Sarge i'm getting a gyro and i'm turning you into a gyro and feeding you to a hutt!" She shouts into her comm before it turns off and her order of Bantha Gyro arrives.

Using the force you can tell it's not going to be as nice as yours but it'll still be better than anything under coruscant. Halfway through her meal though she locks eyes with you,
"Do I know you from somewhere?" she says through a mouth filled with gyro?

1/2

>>44127280
"Ugh yeah" you reply through a mouth filled with gyro, "i'm the lightsaber guy going viral right now"
She chews thoughtfully for a while before realisation sets in.

"It's you!" She shouts, "Man, that was so cool, wish I could do that."
You play it off as no big thing when you're really extremely fucking proud of it.
You finish your last bit of gyro and get ready to leave when she stops you.

"Before you go, can I get a picture with you and will you sign my armour? Sure people won't know the signature is yours but I will, and that's what counts right? Also can you add me on spacebook? My name is [i'll come up with a name in a bit]"

>What the fuck do?

>>44127313
Sure but only this once and I need to go soon.

>>44127459
"Sure, but only this once"
You add her on SpaceBook and tell her to check it when she gets home, you pose for your picture with her with your jacket opened and all your sabers revealed, doing a little peace sign over her head.
Finally, you message Glenda that you're going audi and she should leave now, and she does while you're still talking.

"So signing my armour then?"
You sign her armour, and walk out
"I'll catch you later Cecila (best name i could come up with without stealing blatantly)"
"i'll catch you later..." she says reading her armour as you've already sprinted out and ghostly gazelled to the roof
"Kyran Ollis? oh you twilight motherfucker!" She shouts, accompanied by the noise of what sounds like several tables fly into a wall.
You sit there laughing silentely on a rooftop a short distance away when your comm pings.

"You still on for the heist tomorrow lad?" She chirps, "Or are you getting out"

>What say
and then
>what do after saying accompanied by a 1d100

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>44127525
Yeah sure. Where are ya again? Head there for the night.

Though where is everyone?

>>44127570
Where is everyone? I assume still sleeping off staying up till 4am with the big quests, or they don't care.
If you meant everyone as in people in the quest, Sith Master Guy Fieri is awake and recovering, the receptionist is at home, the task force is either looking for you or asleep or trashing a kebab shop, and Glenda's people are their own hotel rooms in a different hotel.
---

"Yeah sure Glenda, i'll be there."
She squeals in delight
"Good on you, now go home to your hotel and get some rest boyo like the rest of us, we've got a big day ahead of us tomorrow. Goodnight"
"Goodnight to you too glenda"

Damnit, you kinda wanted to head to where they were but you guess they're still anxious about tomorrow, and the fact that the five-o are hot on your tail.

You get back to your room, check to make sure everything is there, scan the room for bugs, sigh in relief when everything is just Dandy and lie back on the bed.

>Nah fuck this, the night is young at only 1am, we're going out (where?)
>sleep
>browse the galaxy wide web
>write in

>>44127651
>>browse the galaxy wide web
Shit post on Sith42chan. Start rumors of The Ghost Gazelle.

>>44127699
Ahaha
Sounds fun

You spend the better part of 2 hours shilling the ghostly gazelle on various imageboards, especially on the main korriban board Sith42chan, derailig threads, mentioning how he's the guy who also juggled those lightsabers, and making super exaggerated boasts about how he's a bad mother fucker and a jedi and sith killer alike.
You also create fake people hating on the ghostly gazelle and wipe them out with unrestrained parrs and disses and shitposts of all kinds, and you watch as the board rallies around you, creating their own threads, defending you in posts, creating their own amazing rumours. Gotta love these people sometimes.

It's 3am


>What do now? Sleep? Space TV? More Shitposting? go out?

>>44127772
Luagh then go to sleep.

>>44127785
You laugh heartedly and then graciously fall asleep.

As good and as forever ingrained in your brain that gyro was, it was not the subject of your dreams.

Instead you see 7 arms reaching through jail cell bars, all calling for you.

You strike a special forces member knocking their helmet off, only to see your own face underneath it.

You wake in a cold sweat, wipe yourself off, and get dressed in a backup outfit that doesn't stink from so much ghostly gazelling.
>what does it look like

You chill for a minute gathering your stuff you need, however, after the heist you may need to leave off world, so do you leave your stuff
>here or take it to glenda's ship

You contemplate what to do now
>what do? straight to glenda's ship, chill for a bit, more shitpost, breakfast, w/e

>>44127872
Sup bro you still there?

>>44128166
Yeah i'm still here
Just waiting for responses bruv.

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>>44128173
Cool, I just woke up.

>Suit
Like pic, so we can fit in with the sith crowd

>stuff
Take it to Glenda's ship, hoping nothing goes wrong

>Waat do
Shitpost heavily photoshopped pictures of the Ghostly Gazelle being sighted on Endor, then go to Glenda's ship

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Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>44128241
Ahaha
>mfw

are you saying you want to wear a backup gimp suit you had, so you can fit in with the crowd?
Not sure if you're insane or a genius, but it won't work.
But since no one's here to argue against it, I guess that's what we're doing.
Writing unless someone else changes the vote.

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>44128320
Nobody is gonna suspect the fetishist carrying a pink dildosaber is the ghostly gazelle.
AND they will all go out of their way to - avoid - him, not pursue

THE ABSOLUTE MADMAN

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>44128332
>>44128320
>>44128241

...
this is dumb enough to work I suppose
why aee we rolleng?

>>44128332
So what you not only want to gimp around, you want to do it while holding the pink dildosaber?
Oh lawd
>>44128345
We aren't, forgot to input name.
Also terrible rolls.
Your vote could've changed this, but no...
It's happening lad.
---

You take a photo of yourself in ghostly gazelle form and photoshop it into a picture on Endor with the caption "GHOSTLY GAZELLE SPOTTED ON ENDOR"
you're not sure if they'll buy it, but it'll definitely be a distraction.

Despite spending a couple of days on Korriban, the majority of your itneraction with the Sith has been through extreme BDSM vids on the galaxytube, so, thinking of a perfect disguise, you find a bondage gimp leather outift that happened to be in one of the cupboards and fits you perfectly.

You put all of your things including your hundred thousand credits, blasters, 6 of your 7 sabers, tools, everything inside your hover suitcase, and make your way to the front door. As you open it, the officer behind the door who knocks, instead knocks your forehead.

You stare him down through your get up

"O-oh, sorry sir, I didn't know you were opening the door..."
He's sweating out of nerves now, not out of fear of harm since there's a special ops officer with him (your sense tells you he's not one from yesterday) but more out of fear of what this'll will do to his psyche.
"W-we've just come to talk to you regarding suspicious galaxy tube posts originating from this hotel. N-not blaming you, we're knocking on all the doors, we just want to talk"

>WRITE IN FAMALAM

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>>44128433
Talk like bane, if he can understand anything just tell him you aren't allowed to use the space web or your mistresses punishes you. Point at the dildosaber's hilt.

>>44128433
Just what the hell do you think your doing?!?! You were supposed to be here an hour ago!!! I'm not getting charged for extra!! Good day sir!!!

When he tries to talk
I said good day!!

Walk away.

>>44128484
>>44128494
Wow. Combining these are gonna be fun.
Writing.

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>>44128494
>>44128484
>>44128433
best quest

You recall through your memory banks trying to think of a moment that could help you get out of this mess, when it clicks.

You know a flick where this happens, where the masked bounty hunter when confronted by a special ops officer and a lackey resolves the situation through intimidation, lies, a deep voice, and imagination. However, you also feel really disgusting right now, and maybe you can channel that disgust into raw power. You focus on making yourself as detestable as possible and speak in your best Bane voice (your Cad Bane voice amirite)

"Weird tube posts? I'm not allowed to use the space tube ever or my mistresses.. Punish me" you say smiling as wide as possible, slightly contorting the mask and pointing to the Dildo saber hilt, making them step even further back than they already had from the door.
"And what are you talking about the space tube anyways? I ordered you sillies for the full service for two hours ago! I'm not getting charged overtime because you Sirs were late. Good day sir!"
He looks like he's about to speak, but the green aura you see raidiating off yourself must've stopped him, or maybe it was the extra "I SAID GOOD DAY SIR" you screamed into his face.

Huh, you're glowing green, cool.
You've learned a new force power, Force Repulsion, with this you are more noticeable, but people that notice you are more likely to avoid you.

You head to the Mandos soon after, and apart from the really dirty looks in the street, it's uneventful. You hear some rumours of them capturing the ghostly gazelle while you're out but obviously that's not true.

When you get to the ship, no one's in, so you use your spare key to get it and leave your stuff in the spare room. A note on the table says "if you're still in mr sleepyhead, come in the spare heist outfit and mask in the wardrobe to frank's bank at 3pm sharp.

It's now 2:45

>What do lads?


>>44128510
Glad you like it bruv

>>44128655
Get ready and go.

>>44128655
Put the spare heist outfit and mask on, of course.
Leave the sweaty gimpsuit in the ship laundry, probs.

>>44128655
get ready for heist

Rolled 1, 7 = 8 (2d7)

>>44128690
>>44128685
>>44128716
You remove the sweaty gimpsuit and place it into the ship's laundry pile, you'll deal with it for later, for now, you head to the bank in the prepared outfit. Not really armour, but it is padded for light bruising. It's simple black civillian clothes and jacket, with concealed holsters and shit for 2 sabers, your sword, and your two blasters.

You take a fast but leisurely pace to the bank and arrive at 2:59 to find the mandos dressed in similar attires.
"Ready?" says Glenda?
"Ready"
"Alright, well if you don't remember, you enter and crowd control, including preventing tellers from hitting silent alarms and when everyone's controlled you neutralise any force sensitives or blaster carriers. After that, we'll hit the vaults and take the meager cash that's there, and get to work cracking the safety deposit boxes. We understand that you might be able to help locate the hat faster, so we'll send two back after a while to handle crowd control. Is that good or would you like to change it? Also we have the escape planned, but it's rather neato so we'd rather it be a surprise"
>change the plan or keep it
also
>keep escape surprise, demand to know what it is, come up with a different escape

Also roll a 1d100

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>44128832
Nope not doing it unless you tell me the escape. Not being left behind. Also no changes.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>44128832
Meh let's roll with it, except for the escape, Big-K hates surprises
Can we crowd control by giving everyone force-seizures while strobelighting the places' lights and playing Wookie-Techno?

>>44128881
Whoa!! We're robbing a bank not committing war crimes okay?

>>44128881
When you get into the bank and it doesn't conflict with other votes, than sure.
>>44128927
1 for 1 against
>>44128856
Writing, but one more roll and any more votes can change what i'm writing.

>>44128927
>we're robbing a bank not committing war crimes
>wheredoyouthinkyouare.jpg

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>44128958
pepperoni

Rolled 19 (1d100)

"No, no surprises, I want to know exactly what we're getting into here."
glenda eyes you suspiciously, before squealing "percy will explain it!" and dashing off
Percy shuffles a bit under your gaze.
"W-well, we don't have an escape plan"
"You fucking what mate"
"I mean, Glenda will be in the ship nearby and pick us up when we're done, so we're a 4 man crew for this one. The way we get out we'll have to improvise. no we're running out of time before the shutter codes become useless,w e need to do this now!" he shouts putting on his mask.
You battle cry quietly as not to draw attention from the outside of the bank "it's pepperoni time boys" as you slip your mask on and head in.

>>44129252
You file through the doors in a line, and instantly the weirdo Gareth freakishly fast puts in the code in the panel by the door, closing the shutters, before the security guard reacts beatrice pops him in the chest.

Before the bank tellers can activate the slient alarms, you leap the counter and force them to the ground tieing their hands. better not reveal your force powers yet if you can help it, and the rest of the crew follows suit in crowd control, anyone not on their face is on their knees.

The door is locked and the open sign is flipped to close, and now the real work begins.

Firstly you seek out with the force anyone with a blaster and yank it straight out of their jackets/pockets/sleeves before they can react.

Next you seek out force sensitives, since you've revealed yourself as a force user, you have no doubt they'll be trying to conceal their presence.

Three stick out to you, and while you put down the first two with point blank back of the head mind crushes, the third gets up and confronts you.

"You think that blaster in your hand and sleep powers are good enough to defeat me? The mighty mighty Charles? give up, you can't kill the best projectile deflector in the whole of Korriban"

Is this gabba having a laugh or something? His sabers are straight out of the academy and his robes have a sauce stain on the thigh he obviously missed at lunch.

"I'll get the crowd staying controlled, they're handling the vaults just well, you handle this Emperor" says Beatrice, going by code name Darth at this moment.

Who's she telling to handle it? oh yeah you're Emperor, you forgot you had some gross old sith mask on.

>WHAT DO? wookie rave techno? shoot him just to prove you can? sword/saber him? raech out to his mom with the force and crush her? the galazy's your oyster

"So you think you can take me huh

>>44129457
Wookie rave techno!!!!

>>44129457
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Xjr2hnOHiM
Roll to intimidate

>>44129538
>roll to intimidate
>forgets to roll

Do you feel lucky punk?

>>44129538
>>44129457
And by this I mean maybe we can use the force to curve the fields that keep the plasma bullets in place to hit him in non-vital spots.
Then you can do the Dirty Harry speech:
"Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well to tell you the truth in all this excitement I kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .66 Blaster, the most powerful handblaster in the galaxy and would blow your head clean off, you've gotta ask yourself one question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, punk?"

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Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>44129572
>>44129574

I still had to post the full idea pls no bully

>>44129574
The entire thing would fail if you didn't hit all the non vital shots, and if he wasn't confident enough to block the last, which he would be since he's confident in it, and a competent force user would be able to tell exactly how much shots you fired, question is, is this guy competent?
>>44129594
And the intimidate failed.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>44129538
>>44129594
writing
>>44129517
bonus to intimidate

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>44129684
>dat roll
welp

>>44129661
I guess Wookie-Techno is much scarier, no way dude will fight against that.

>>44129729
Would you???? Is apparently war crime.

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>>44129766
being a war criminal has never been this much fun

Rolled 1 + 4 (1d2 + 4)

>>44129696
Better.
>>44129729
You'll see
>>44129766
Maybe

---
The lights go out. thinking fast, you try your best to apply a mass force mind crush on several hostages at once, and are successful! but you've drained yourself quite a bit doing that little warcrime, giving 5 people screamy fits, and sending 3 into seizures. Whoops, that noise may be noticed.

When the lights come back on you smile as sadistically and wide as you can knocking him off guard. then they go out again and you see his saber light him up in the dark as he activates it. So you take that as your cue.

You raise your best blaster and fire two shots at the left arm and then the right, in a way that makes it awkward as fuck to block both, resulting in a full hand twist, and he barely swats away both, you shoot at his right thigh, which he barely blocks, and then hit his left thigh before squeezing the trigger twice directly at his torso blocking one which was powerful enough to knock him off of his feet, but you're not sure if it actually fired twice or not.

When the lights come on your blaster is in his face and his saber is on the floor.

You're really confused on whether or not you've got another shot left in your blaster, so you try to intimidate him by stealing from another film you know;

"Now I know what you're thinking, "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well to tell you the truth in all this excitement I kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .66 Blaster, the most powerful handblaster in the galaxy and would blow your head clean off, you've gotta ask yourself one question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, punk?"

He's freaking out, but surrender freaking out, or cornered rat freaking out?

(cont)

Rolled 95 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>44129929
Fuck, I was really hoping you'd roll a six there with the 1d2+4
damn
broke my heart dice

writing

>>44129968
>unnatural 105
Jeez

>>44129968
That was meant to be a -10
---

Looking in his eyes you can tell that he's going to try it so you fire and get him in the right shoulder, and instead of going down he carries through with the momentum, catches his blade with the force and swings at you
well fuck
what do

>WHAT DO LADS

brb dinner, will write when i ge tback

Rolled 9 - 20 (1d20 - 20)

>>44130009
To get a minus there's a trick, I just don't recall what it was, maybe +-?

>>44130009
Is it a horizontal swing or a vertical swing?
If horizontal, matrix the fuck out of this shit.
If vertical, do a boxing "sidestep" and a forcehook-punch to the forehead.

Rolled 98 - 100 (1d100 - 100)

>>44130058
>>44130009
Yep, seems like it's +-

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>44130058
Kinda diagonal so i'll combine them.
And i know i just forgot to put the plus there, cheers tho.
---

Well that was incredible really, for such a shit to manage such a nice move, but you're an even bigger shit capable of pulling off nicer moves.

And you just whip, matrix angle your bdoy so the strike slides barely over you, so you ball your fist, and shoot it up careening into his face in mid air, while he has no way to block or dodge.

And BWOP
Force punched out of the air into the ground with a sickening thud

(cont)

>>44130338
He slowly starts to rise and saunters towards you, either out of pure will or pure hate. You laugh a little thinking that nothing he could do in that state could really affect you, and then you see what's keeping him up, pure rage.
You've never seen anyone so angry before, you can feel that it's not natural either, it's force caused, using his anger to suppress his injur-

And enhance his speed aswell since he's sprinting at you faster than a special ops officer ever could. You don't want to know how much stronger he is.

Also the lights are now strobing at faster intervals and one of the mandos is playing heavy rave music.

>what do

>>44130404
dance fight?
let him injure himself by using his own newfound speed and strength against him

>>44130476
You pull out your first saber, the dildo saber, and your most recent saber, the orange one gained from the rebellious padawan who didn't want to hand hers over, and engage in the art of dance.

Your dance arsenal is full of turns and pirouettes, and not only directly compliments your fighting and dueling dildo saber, but your taunts seem to be causing him to sprint in angrier than before focusing on slamming his red sabers against your pink and orange ones, and not focusing on your legs tripping him, sweeping him, and jumping out of the way so he crashes straight into a wall, rinse and repeat.

You're not sure how long until he gets so angry he just turns into pure darkside and dissipates, but you're sure it's pretty close.

After a while, he loses his red colour of anger and goes to a red of exhausted, slowing down, at which point you force push him into a wall and he slumps down asleep.

Congratulations to the mighty charles for rolling high enough to learn the ability force rage in the middle of combat, but boo since you were too shit to utilize it properly and got your asshanded to you, so Kyran unlocks it instead

Congratulations Kyran!

---

Suddenly you get a blip on your comm, "the jammer's ran out so respons squads will be here soon. We've moved the loot to a convenient pile and we're still looking through the deposit boxes for the hat"

>Stay in here (and do what?)
or
>go into the back to help with the safety deposit boxes/loot
or
>write in

>>44130638
>go into the back to help with the safety deposit boxes/loot
Well I guess everyone is fucked out of their mind from the raving and fighting and seizures... so might as well just speed things up.

>>44130638
You've now collected 9 lightsabers! One pink, one purple. two blue, one green, one yellow, one orange, and now two red!

Every 15 sabers collected in total altogether net you an unlockable!
Collect 300 for the navy sith achievement
Collect every saber in the galaxy for a handjob from George Lucas, during which he announces that the EU is canon once more!

>>44130723
Ok fuck this made me laugh, if we get over 9000 do we get him to declare Binks to be non-canon?

>>44130760
Sure
though if you say over 9000 again i'm gonna kill myself so make it 8999

>>44130700
Deciding that everyone in the room is completely fucked up from the sweet impromptu rave party that was thrown here, you move into the back to help with the safety deposit boxes.

"Oh hey emperor, we've cleared half of the boxes, but these are tougher locks then we thought, so it's taking a while"
You shrug and begin trying to open the boxes.
Your locksmithing skill is still as sharp as ever, and you open them faster than a nympho's legs at the site of dick, you'll clear the room in no time.

Though, you do hear stirring and voices in the main room, but Beatrice is in there while Percy and Gareth are lockpicking along side you.

>Send someone to help?
>No need, she's a big girl

>>44130948
>Send someone to help?
Can't you just burst these locks up? Or would that trigger the alarm.

>>44131036
responders are on the way here so it's not about alarms, it's not padlocks, it's intricate systems constantly turnign and spinning and rotating and gyra-
Nah it will just ink bomb and you don't want to ruin the hat. Plus maybe explosives.

Also with send someone to help Specify who, it being yourself, little percy or weirdo gareth
you could always call out to her aswell see if she's there

also
>roll 1d100

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>44131076
Send ourselves and tell them to speed it up or we'll have them wear our stinky used gimp suit

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>44131086
>>44131076
genderbent kyran confirmed

>>44131145
It's not genderbent kyran
>>44131086
You don't have time for this, you're on a tight schedule, you shout "I'm going back, you guys hurry up or i'll have you wear my stinky used gimp suit!"

Percy kind of shakes and squeals a little, but then hits overdrive, lockpicking at 4 times the speed, but Gareth just slows down. What a fucking weirdo. Note to self, wash/hide that gimp suit before Gareth gets to it.

Heading back to the main room you see Beatrice standing over two ninja looking wasted idiots on the floor.
"What, is there shit in my face? Quit staring" She says as she falls to the ground after a punch you didn't sense coming.

"We meet again Kyran" says the really familiar voice, but you can't quite place it.

Well either, way, he's dressed in a giant helmet and red armo- Ah fuck it's one of these guys.

"I was captured and interrogated for information about you Kyran, tortured, until they realised I had nothing and let me join up with them or die. They trained me, and I have surpassed you!"

Fuck that is a really familiar voice. Their fighting stance is familiar too, as they don't yet draw a saber but instead just raise their fists and slowly advance.

>what do now? also roll 3d20

---

also is it okay if you do lose and get captured and put in jail, like would you want to roleplay that, or would you rather i had you retconned as abandoned in the forest by the crew or put in a coma and saved, or if you did get arrested would you break out instantly? just trying to gauge what people want.

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>44131145
>>44131086
>inb4 3

Rolled 15, 13, 6 = 34 (3d20)

>>44131302
Uhh who the fuck are you?? No really I have no idea.

>>44131302
I don't care either way, prison play would be fun, abandoned would be fun.
Anything can be fun as long as we're still playing and not dead, kek.

>"Like, I know you are really sure I cared about who you were, but seeing as I have no fucking clue about your identity, I clearly didn't. So, who the fuck are you?"
Assume the bruce lee lats stance.


>>44131303
>3
I am force sensitive, jesus christ.

Rolled 9, 10, 14 = 33 (3d20)

>>44131384
>>44131302
Damn, dropped dice.

Rolled 16, 4, 15 = 35 (3d20)

>>44131302
"you are a big guy"

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Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>44131303
woah
wizard af mate
>>44131384
>>44131345
Alright, nice.
---
"Like, I know you are really sure I cared about who you were, but seeing as I have no fucking clue about your identity, I clearly didn't. So, who the fuck are you?" You shout.
They just laugh and tell you the time for democracy was over before it began, and to put up your dukes before they deck you.
"You're a big guy" you shout tauntingly in your gimp suit voice, and they only increase their speed in their attack, so assuming your space lee stance, you get ready for combat.

(cont)

>>44131487
Okay, you earned a force point for the lightsaber trick, yould you like to use it to lessen the damage of the critfail?

>>44131514
Sure
Wait we critfailed or did he crit-succeed unnaturally?

>>44131555
He nat 18'd and not a single part of the 3d20 broke it, so mostly a critfail, but a little bit of both
don't know why i said d20 though, i meant d10, much simpler

and writing

Well, if he wants a fight he'll get one.
Is what you said only 12 seconds before their first strike got through. Not the hardest punch you've ever taken, but you felt it alright. Especially since it left you barely able to block most of the oncoming onslaught, and the minimal padding on the suit hardly protecting you.
You decide that this is super fucking unfiar dude, especially since it's a fist fight, and they're in the biggest armour you've seen to date, and draw your dueling saber, you feel them smile a bit, and after some effortless dodges, they almost let the lightsaber come at them, and deflect it off their gauntlet.

What the fuck.

Oh yeah you read about this material before, begins with a C, deflects lightsaber bla-

And your train of though is interrupted by the hard left driven into your side, followed by the force push across the room, leaving you barely standing, you've really over exerted yourself, you could maybe take this person fresh, but worn out like this, very little chance.

>What do now and roll a 3d10 with your choice.
>write ins senpai, write ins!

>>44131751
f a m into senpai
I fucking hate this site sometimes

Rolled 7, 9, 2 = 18 (3d10)

>>44131751
Force push him from the inside.
Armor pressure outside, force pressure inside, FUN COMBO

Even if it doesn't kill him it out to make him uncomfortable enough for us to strike him, or at least throw him at stuff

Rolled 6, 2, 4 = 12 (3d10)

>>44131751
isnt cortosis brittle? grab something pointy and sturdy to shatter it with

Rolled 1, 3, 4 = 8 (3d10)

>>44131835
Force push him from the inside?
Ughhh
um jeeez
what
is that possible?
i thought you could move shit, or extend the force out of yourself?
i guess you could grab the air and drag more air to it and compress and then explode it outwards in a similar way, shit i dunno, they'd have to be completely still though and it'd take time you don't have
i'll see, we can try.
>>44131850
It is brittle and easily destroyed hit at certain angles, you have the Dark Side Bowie Knife if you want to use that instead, aswell as using the force against them, but only certain parts of the armour is cortosis, the rest is some unknown metal to you, completely devoid of force residue. it's odd.

writing

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Rolled 9, 4, 1 = 14 (3d10)

>>44131850
>>44131835
>these rolls

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>>44131991
>>44131993

>his roll

>>44132016
His rolls with + modifiers ;)
also my fucked up system i'm using this round too.

>>44132046
Surely he doesn't have a +10

Rolled 2, 7, 9 - 1 = 17 (3d10 - 1)

>>44132075
No, and you still won, they got a +1 to their force, nothing to their attack, and +1 to their movement.
2, 3, 5 vs
9, 4, 1
9 beats 2, 4 beats 3, 5 beats 1. 2-1, moderate success.


Okay, you devote most of your energy into standing up right, using the force to walk properly, you get into the swing of it pretty quick, but are now tiring yourself out faster doing this. Fortunately, it looks like your opponent's force is pretty limited in that weird suit since you felt the strain they put into that force push yet you hardly bruised your ribs, so your push breaks past their block hurting their arms, but their armour neutralises most of it, so sticking to using the force to walk it is.

They still are able to dance around you like you danced around Charles, but you're blocking better now that they're becoming exhausted, probably due to the weight of the suit, and you even get some legitimate hits in with the saber, cutting through places with no protection., yet to pierce skin though, and your own fists have collided with their helmet enough times to maybe cause a concussion if you're lucky, though your hand isn't doing to good for wear.

When they decide enough is enough and coming in for a strike, you force draw your dark side bowie knife and cut off an arm, leaving them screaming at the wrist like a mad person.

Roll 3d10 again, same system, with more hidden modifiers

Rolled 7, 6, 4 = 17 (3d10)

>>44132222
Tell them to unmask and surrender if they want to live.
If they say no, wait for them to move in and stick your light saber trough the newfound arm hole.

>>44132283
M8
that's fucking cold
that'll go thru bone and shit
gross
also
>>44132222
nice quads qm
why thank you qm

writing, but slow so incase anymore responses come in.
for now it's

2, 7-1=6, 9
vs
7, 6, 4
which is a complete fucking tie at 1-1-1, and both add to 17
couldn't be called closer.

Rolled 1, 5, 7 = 13 (3d10)

>>44132222
Nice quads tho

>>44132376
Want me to roll more and hope for 1,1,1

>>44132414
Even worse
And thanks bruv

Rolled 7, 5, 7 = 19 (3d10)

>>44132460
LETS MAKE IT WORSE
1,4,2

>>44132469
Still worse
You really are a roll fudger ain'tcha?
---

Alright, chalk one for Kyran, they're going to need a cybernetic hand after this.

You circle them slowly getting closer with saber in one hand and sword in the other, they now know that their time is numbered, but from the feeling of hate you're getting, you know they'll never surrender to you, and you don't know why. Weird.

They come at you, swinging their fist and stump like a madman, blocking your saber with the one and a half gauntlets they have, and dodging and weaving, all while slowly bleeding out from the non cauterized hand chop.

Then you see your moment, as their arm swings lose, you plunge your blade into it, up through the wrist, the elbow, through the shoulder, and sticking into the inside of the cortosis shoulder pad,

They scream. A really familiar scream actually, why is this person so familiar. And then it hits you like a left hook thrown from someone in front of you. Which is what happens in the distraction, and follows it up with a leaping headbutt as you raise your saber to block another punch, and you both are floored by the impact.

Looking to the person next to you, helmet fallen off, staring at you,

(cont)

And that's where we're finishing off today's session! Remember to follow the twitter and check the catalog often...
Nah i'm lying, it's saturday so i'm going till I pass out m8ies.

Ugh, remember when >>44131145 said it was genderbent kyran and then I at >>44131302 said it wasn't? I wasn't lying. It isn't a genderbent Kyran.

Holy shit I just lied again, I was so totally lying all along.
---

Staring at each other for what seems like an eternity, you finally speak up "Ranlis?"
"Damn I thought you'd never recognise me you selfish prick"

Well, shit, your female clone Ranlis Kyol just kicked the shit out of you in tanky body armour, for the Sith. questions run through your head, but then you realise you pinned the blame on the dead twilek on coruscant on her, so obviously they tracked her down and brought her here for torture and interrogation. guess you can see why she's so mad. Why they'd put such a scrawny bitch in a suit of armour that valuable though is beyond you.

You laugh a little bit dribbling blood down your cheek.
"What's so funny she snaps?"
"Me just cauterizing your wound when you're the last person I want alive, that's what's funny"
"Fuck you Kyran, finish the job then"
"No, i really don't want to move right now. In a minute my team will pick me up and carry me away on jetpacks with the loot"
"uh huh sure they will"

Looking across you can see beatrice has already woken up and left the room during the fight, you don't even know if your tam is here anymore. Oh wait, you can sense them, all three coming this way. Unfortunately, you can also sense more people outside the front of the bank trying to get it, and are literally moments away from doing so.

Moral choice time bruvs.
>Stay to let your team get away instead of helping you out, also state what to tell them
>get them to drag you away, risking their hides.
Also 2d100

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Rolled 32, 6 = 38 (2d100)

>>44132574
>>44132856

Jesus fuck I can't breathe
AHAHAHHAHAHAHA
>Stay to let your team get away instead of helping you out, also state what to tell them
>Oh Ranlis have I ever told you how hot you are? Cause you totally are! ... would it be sex or masturbation?
>By the way sorry for the arm, if you ever need a hand with that call me

Rolled 43, 67 = 110 (2d100)

>>44132856
why does he hate her though

Rolled 83, 12 = 95 (2d100)

>>44132983
When Wynaut said I fuck rolls, he wasn't joking.

>>44132983
>Rolled 32, 6 = 38 (2d100)
Glad it made you laugh, but if that's the best roll we got this is gonna take a turn for the bratwurst
>>44133023
Maybe he doesn't, maybe he does, maybe it's just banter, maybe it's because they're rivals so they're hostile to each other. Story wise, they were close in the past, being clone and original and all, but now, who really knows? at the very least she's angry at the current situation..
>>44133038
These rolls

So 32, 43, and 83 on persuasion which is a part failure, and 6, 67, and 12 on pulling it off.

Oooooh this gon' be good

Writing

You turn onto your back.

"Hey ranlis, have I ever told you how hot you are with my genes and all? Because you totally are! Do you think it would be sex or masturbation, or maybe both?"
"It would be a gut punch like it used to be when you asked that but I can't really move right now, so with a clear head, i'd say it would be sex"
"Thanks for finally answering, really appreciate it, makes me especially sorry about your arm, if you ever need a hand with that just call me!"

You guess that's the limit she's wont hit you for, because she rolls onto her front, groaning as her cheek hits the ground, and you groaning as her stump hits your ribs.

For a few seconds it almost felt good to be like this again, until she sent electric through her arm into you. Forgot she could do that.

Finally, the mandos get there screaming "Come on Emperor, come on Kyran, we've got to go" but you shout at them, "Leave, don't risk it, they're about to get in, and they nod and run away after a quick salute. But somebody stays.

1/2

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The lone Mando stops and thinks for a moment
"But if he dies, how will i get my hands on stinky sweaty gimp suit"

Seeing Gareth run at you makes you feel a rush of different emotions. firstly you're happy that he didn't want to leave you behind, you're kind of sad that he could get caught too, and you're disgusted that he's going to be touching you.

You figured out how to use force repulsion on your own, but you swear this guy invented it.

He sprints at you gazellle speed, but is forced to duck into cover and is quickly swarmed and taken out by the superior numbers, and also with a healthy dose of force tazer.

You feel youe eyes go heavy, mostly because someone's put their foot on your face and your eyes are going down with the weight, not because you're sleepy.

Oh they lifted up the boot that's nice of them.

And this time it comes crashing down hard. Fucker.

2/3

>>44133361
Gareth, poor Gareth.
I kinda like the poor sod.

>>44133381
Nah, you just resonate with him don'tcha?
---
You awaken strapped to some weird kind of torture table looking up at that one droid with all the needles and saws and shit. Yeah, the hellish torture droid was it's official name you think.

"Ah, I see the sedative has finally worn off. You will not ask me who I am, or where I am, all that you will say are answers" You can't see who they are due to A. a blindfold or two very big black eyes and B. Reaching out witht he force is barely possible in this room, you feel so much more drained then after your normal beatdowns/torture
"Your friend has just been awoken too, so both you and him will be tortured together, and with these paper thin walls, you will hear each other's screams of pain and confess doubly quickly. My own idea, i'm sure you're charmed."
Who the fuck is this Sith? He speaks like that main male lead in most of those extreme bdsm sith porn you've seen, maybe it is him.
"We'll start with a simple question, reveal to us the identities of your compatriots in the robbery, the accomplices in your plot against the Sith, mr ghostly gazelle"

>Answer? Action? also roll 1d100 with choice

>>44133559
>he's gonna torture gareth
I'm sure it's Gareth's happiest day in his life.

>Answer
"It was me, Bigg Uy, See Eyeay and Mas Terwayne"
>Ask
"So what's my cut on this film? I've never done porn before"

>Nah, you just resonate with him don'tcha?
Kek fuck you mate.

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>44133661
>>44133559
Forgot the damned dice

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>44133675
>14
My anus isn't ready.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>44133661
Ahaha, decent.
>>44133675
Beautiful famm

>>44133675
>without lube
>>44133737
>with lube
>>44133743
>using spit as lube

>>44133737
>>44133661
Your anus isn't ready? What about mine? i have to write a torture scene including Gareth.
>>44133798
Are you rating rolls in terms of how anal will be?
I like you bruv.
---

"Okay, I'll speak, they left me anyway, no reason to keep it a secret" you croak

"Ah, that's a shame, I was hoping it would go for a little longer, speak anyway"

"It was me, Bigg Uy, See Eyeay and Mas Terwayne"

"Oh, where are these people right now then? Well two are dead, and the other's retired"

"How would you know their fates after the bank?"

"Because those are names of film stars you dumb Sith fuck"

For people who indulge in passion and enjoyment, they don't watch a lot of holofilms do they? Well they sure like to use healthy amounts of electricity that's for sure since the hairs on your balls just stood on end.

"One question doctor," you say sizzling, "So what's my cut on this film? I've never done porn before"

You feel it before it hits, a solid right with iron knucks. Ouch. Might've broken your nose that one.

"You will not be in a film since you are a minor in the eyes of the world, and because you also aren't female, we're not a gay production.

You spit blood in the direction of his voice and are rewarded with yet another lightning seizure.

"Well if i'm not going to get answers out of you, might aswell get my fun out of you at least" He says coming over with something very large, oh no, fuck, you can sense that thing. Jesus keep it away from you. You try every trick in your book, but your force repulse only seems to have slown him. Damn sith.

Then before he can flip you, he gets a call on his comm

"I'm in the middle of some- Well warden it's a pleas- What doy ou meant eh other prisoner came on torturer Phillys? So where is she? Crying in her room? Fuck sake, so I can't do my dual torture now? So what do I do with this one? general population? if you think he'll survive then why not"

oh thank the force, really and truly as you pass out.

>>44133974
well i fucked up there
"Oh, where are these people right now then?"
"Well two are dead, and the other's retired"
still writing

>>44133974
Stop losing your name mate

>>44134045
Hey man it happens.

>>44134045
I'm an amnesiac mate I can't help it.
>>44134099
Yeah anons got my back, cheers bruv.
---
THREE DAY TIMESKIP

The collar restrains your force to pre youngling levels, and gives any guard in here free reign to electrocute you at will. Great.

Overly invasive searches done, you put on your new prison uniform and are lead to your cell on a remote medium security prison on Endor, a two bunked room where a cranky rodian greets you with a cautious stare as the guard shuts the cell door behind you.

"Prisoner 2569, meet Prisoner 42, or as most call him, roadkill. Well have fun boyos" He says walking away.

Well looks like he isn't going to do or so anything until you do

>what do?

>>44134155
You understand basic?

>>44134155
Well force constraints eh? What a great opportunity to practice with limiters.

Also yeah, try and make a chit chat with this dude.

>>44134210
He responds "No I don't"

Wow, this is why you've never gotten along with Rodians, always thinking they're hot shit.

Just because he was the 42nd prisoner ever put here and you were the 2569th, doesn't give him the right to act like that.

"Also, top bunk is mine" He hisses at you.

>what do

>>44134262
"Like I give a fuck"
Do a force check, can we lift a bug?

>>44134246
So sorry, I didn't mean Rodian, I got confused, I meant Trandoshan, my bad.

You look at your constraint.

You feel how weak you are with the force.

They aren't top notch force constraints since this is only medium security and on Endor, but it's impossible for your mind crush to be lethal, and hardly painful on those strong of will or force sensitive, your push won't knock someone over unless timed really well or combined with combat, and your lift?

You can try that out

"LIke I give a single fuck what you claim as yours lizard" you say lifting him about 4 inches off the ground after 5 seconds.

"Well, that's kind of rude ins't it?"

"So is replying 'No i don't' to 'Do you speak basic"

"Point taken"

>what now? more talk? claim a bunk? leave the cell? practice force powers?

>>44134422
"So what's there to do around this funhouse?"
See what he suggests first, if nothing sounds good might as well go practice the Force, or exercise. Or both.

Prison-jacked? Prison jacked.

>>44134597
This guy's been in here for time right? Might aswell see what he knows.

"So what's there to do around this funhouse?"

"well, my number one time consuming activity is killing those that mess with me, oh yeah, and working out. I do that a lot."

"So when do we get to workout? i want to get prison jacked."

"Well, in about five minutes, but with your scrawny self, it's gonna take you a long time to get prison jacked. But let me give you a piece of advice shrimp, normally I chew out half the new guy's, but you're my bunk mate, so i can't. So the Big Guy will do it instead."

"Big guy?"

"Yeah, some beefed up Bith, gang lieutenant for galaxy's desperdaos, don't get fooled because his race plays cantina music for a living, I once saw him take a dumbell to the forehead, and still win the fight. He's bigger than me, and while i'll talk to you on a different machine, when he approaches you, don't talk to me, or i'll kill you first, we can't afford a gang war right now."

"good to know"

"anyway, put your shit on your bunk and get warmed up in here, you don't want to be doing stretches in the courtyard, trust me."

Following Roadkill's advice, you warm up and when the gates open, follow him 3 metres back to the court yard

You see several sets of excercise equipment, some kind of ball game court, weights of all size, and several groups, including what looks like a human supremacist gang, and a gang made entirely out of droids, one winking at you

>what do you do first?

>>44134811
do bicep curls first

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>44134811
>>44134846
Don't listen to this no-gainz
SQUATS
FOR
THE
SQUAT
GOD

Also find milk, somehow, and drink all that bitch

>>44134846
>>44134870
Sorry bicep bro, squats rolled a 90
Squat gods and dice gods work together i'm afraid.
though this will be disastrous so,

writing.

>>44134846
pray /fit/ doesn't see this

You find a glass of milk and add a portion of protein powder to the mix, stirring heavily, and bottle it, and get to work on your squats.

You heard they serve porridge for breakfast here, that'll help, but for now, time for squats.

You pop squats faster than you ever have before, working up quite a sweat doing so. Roadkill just dirty looks you and then goes to lift weights quite a distance away.

The first person to approach you is someone from the Big Guy's group. AN ACTUAL RODIAN THIS TIME.

He's pretty big to be fair, but not intimidating, just weird looking, especially since he's jsut running his tongue all around his proboscis.

"Well, look at what we got here, New meat! a skinny little cutie, working on his tight butt exercises with such vigour in front of all the big men on his first day. Get locked up here on purpose sweetcheeks?"

You just ignore him and take a sip of milk. Oh yeah Roadkill told you this kind of thing wasn't a good idea. There isn't a crowd, but everyone in their groups is watching what's happening.

I mean, nobody would break it up if he took advantage of you here except for the guards who patrol enough that your backdoor virginity is safe, well, maybe that droid that winked at you might get jealous and start shit but apart from that you just have to pray the guards disappear.

You look at the rodian and he finger bangs as if holding blasters at you while winking.

You carry on ignoring him, and keep on squatting, but you week force connection tells you a hand shaped projectile is coming in from behind

>what do and roll 1d100+20 with your choice.

>>44135148
pray the guards DON'T disappear shit.

proof reading is for wastemans, kids.

Rolled 72 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>44135148
"Wanna spot me bro? Come on behind me"

Assuming we can lift a big dude up by a few inches we can exert at least a thousand newtons of force right?
If so wait until he's behind, then drop the squat, grab his prehensile dick and force crush it while physically crushing it.

>>44135295
What the fuck man

>>44135336
ASSERT DOMINANCE
Also teabag his face while gouging his eyes

this is the only way to have them leave you alone

>>44135373
What the fuck man [2]

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>44135373
>>44135336
>>44135295
what the fuck is going on

Rolled 84 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>44135403
>>44135295
GOOD ROLLS THAT's WHAT

>>44135400
is it that bad?

>>44135403
I wish I fucking knew
You higher rolled, so you could've avoided it, but you didn't pick an option so now I have to write something that at least resembles what he wanted.

I didn't go clubbing with mates tonight, because I wanted to run this quest.

So thanks, and i'm entirely blaming you.
>>44135442
HOLY FUCK HE BEAT YOUR OWN ROLE ANYWAY
FUCK

it's kinda bad, like you didn't even state whether or not you wanted to dodge him slapping you on the ass or not, that's kinda what the roll and action was for, not to try to crush his prehensile dick with your buttcheeks

argh, i'll compromise this, i mean it's your quest but if i write it entirely that way i'm gonna get depressed or something

>begrudgingly writing

>>44135501
Nothing says "lethal, don't fuck with" as a guy being able to crush your dick with his butt.

I hope you're happy with yourself anon

>>44135642
I guess
We'll see how they feel
---

You've been in prison for 5 minutes, and already some Rodian just slapped your ass, you are not a happy chappy, and while you keep your calm normally, you ain't taking this today.

You feel with the force and formulate a plan and enter a rage, veins bulging, you pull his prehensile dick out with the force, and when the audience get ready for a show the rodian chuckling curiously, you force grip his dick between your CLOTHED buttcheeks as tight as you can manage, destroying flesh and popping blood vessels sending green blood out of the end, you wind back your hand, and back hand him as hard as your limited connection to the force during a minor force rage would allow, sending him flying onto the nearby court and into the goal, unconscious and bleeding from the dick.

Well, now they'll adjust the collar to compensate for force rage, but you aren't thinking, and go straight into more squats, blood staining your uniform, and continue squats until the electricity surging through the collars that brought everyone else down finally takes you out aswell.

"LOCK DOWN, LOCK DOWN, A CODE 69 IN PROGRESS"

Oh great, this is gonna make you popular, ruining everyone else's yard excercises with mass electrocution. Maybe they won't fuck with you though? You doubt it.

You wake up in your cell in a different uniform, with your blood covered one in the wash.

"You know Peedo is going to be in the infirmary for a month? The first man of the biggest guy in the prison? out of action for a month, might never fuck again. And I don't like being electrocuted, so you owe me for that."

You really don't want to listen to roadkill right now

"get up anyway, it's dinner time, mandatory"

>Go
>stay in bed

>>44135782
>>Go

>>44135782
>Go
"Well you don't like getting electrocuted but if anyone ever fucks with you at least know you're bunkmates with the craziest motherfucker in this place"

>>44135846
You get up groaning, fuck you are drained like Peedo's dick right now, no energy, but you force yourself to go. even without force rage, the minor things you've done would've left you feeling spent, so much effort

"Alright, let's go"

"oh i'm not going with you"

"Why?"

"because shit's gonna go down and i don't want to get shivved or electrocuted like you will be again"

"why would anyone attack you when you're friends with the craziest motherfucker in the prison?"

"I've been in here twenty years and I know everything there's to know, all that accomplished was making you look like your asshole had teeth, and you have a mean backhand. People will still front with you for other reasons, especially since the los galaxy's desperados are out for you now. and don't think just cos you got teeth in your arse that'll keep people away forever, prison does funny things to a guy's mind. Now see you later"

You leave and follow the arrows to the canteen, and get there, your food isn't anything exquisite like Dewback steak or whatever, but you've eaten worse in coruscant, actually doesn't smell that much like vomit to be honest.

You find a seat next to...

>Human Supremacists
>Droid Gang
>Empty
>Big Guy at the desperados table
>write in

>>44136064
>>Big Guy at the desperados table
Sup fuck nugget

Nah just messing around
>Empty
with our back to a wall and hunch over our food arms at the sides of the tray to prevent anyone from taking our food

>>44136064
>Empty
Randomly get up and point at people while glaring

>>44136143
You consider sitting next to Big Guy, but considering Roadkill's words carefully, you decide not to, and instead sit somewhere with your back to the wall, and hunch over your food to ensure no one takes any of your space-cornbread.

>>44136215
At intervals you'll randomly stand up and eye someone down for looking at you too long or the wrong way, but decide against pointing at them due to how it could be misconstrued and start a riot.

Roll perception and force peception "dice+2d100+-25"

Rolled 9, 9 - 25 = -7 (2d100 - 25)

>>44136391

>>44136413
So 9 for perception, and -16 for force perception

oh lawdy
next roll best be good if you don't want to spend a few days in the infirmary.

Rolled 6, 62 = 68 (2d100)

>>44136449
Witness me

Rolled 93, 20 = 113 (2d100)

>>44136592
>>44136413
Well fuck

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>44136592
Barely bruv
>>44136617
This roll was best of three so 93 and 37

---

Right now, the force only seems to hinder you, so you discard it, not paying attention to your instincts, but your smarts, tells and marks from time smuggling.

These smarts letting you know how bad men expressed desire, anger, and how they walked when they had a shank in their waistband slightly cutting into their buttcheek.

Unfortunately you don't spot any of these tells, relying on the force has made you weak, made you lose a bit of your survival skills. You sigh, once again reaching out for the force, and feel a sense of danger, and dodge a plastic fork thrown at your head, you barely dodge with your spidey senses and look around to see who threw it, no takers huh? That's fine.

Maybe that guy walking towards you with a shank tucked in his armpit would've claimed responsibility, until you hit him with a drop toe hold as he draws his shiv, so that he impales himself in the gut on it, and you go back to eating with the cantina in silence.

That body is nobody's business for now, and when you reached out with the force you felt some familiar presences, so you went in the direction of it to an empty-ish table, at the very least no seats attached to you had anyone there, and also because it's closer to the holoprojecter that just fell from the roof.

EMPIRE NEWS AT 5

(cont)

Ideas for what to put in the news broadcast? I mean I had a few but anything else you think might be funny or interesting, any characters you want to see come up, etc.

>>44136838
The Ghostly Gazelle?! MYTH Or REALITY!

>>44136838
Our buddies, maybe speculation onthe gazelle, news from coruscant and the jedi, ?

There is no longer speculation on the gazelle, you showed it off at the academy so they know it's you, and they've captured you after what you sent out to the jesus network so there's going to be a big portion on that.

Any minor characters? maybe the clone? someone from coruscant? update on the jedi? maybe some cool adverts, idk.

>>44136981
The clone, the jedi, adverts, speculation on the mysterious man known as "Pepe", weird ads for the sith academy/bdsm porn, news about a corruption scandal in tantooine

>>44136838
Insane clones lose on Korriban?
Are you killing your kids? More at 11!
HAve you ever thought i need a bigger dick? Well with Iserlohn's Dick Growth Serum never wortry Again!

>>44137062

There was a giant expose on you though.
"Kyran Ollis, the man, the legend, the criminal"
"That's right Betsy, the man who appeared in the insane viral video juggling 8 lightsabers and force holding another, was the ghostly gazelle all along according to investigations, and also the man who hacked into our benevolent emperor network and mooned us all with his harsh language and actual mooning"
"A task force was assembled to take him down, but he eluded them at every turn, even taking photos with them in" *shows selfie from your spacebook profile*
"It turns out he was a member of a band of mandolorian bounty hunters, the ones who robbed Frank's Bank on Korriban. During this he severely injured a young apprentice in saber combat, who fought valiantly enough to tire him our, so special forces could swoop in and finish the job. See the stock our amazing academy produces!"
"That's right once again betsy, so amazing"
"Thanks Todd, and although the gang got away, one other member was caught and during interrogation revealed everything we needed to know to track down the rest of the gang. usually talkative head interrogator phyllis was unusually unavailable for comment."
"So we have Kyran in prison in Endor now, one can only hope he either dies like the jedi scum he is, or is recuperated after his life sentence into a wholesome imperial"
"Well that's all on that, are you killing kids? That's at 11, for now Insane clones loose on Korriban?"

(cont)

>>44137355


The show is exactly what you expect it to be, basic empire propaganda with fake news, and the occasional heartwarming story about how an apprentice at the academy saved a cat from a tree by burning the tree down, or something similar, followed by several high class ads on daytime TV.
Including, but not limited to; Iserlohn's dick growth serum, guaranteed to make your dick work forever (which you're supposing Peedo will have to buy by the gallon now), BDSM porn, and ads about trials for the sith academy, which you know is a load of bullshit/a pyramid scheme, since when you signed up, all they did was snark you, and then send a task force after you.

But some interesting snippets come up, such as;
Four Injured teens were found in possession of secret empire intel and when interrogated revealed they were padawans and have been arrested and put into prison
A togrutan woman is a prime suspect in an explosion in a weapons factory, though sources report that it was an act of accident, not an act of terrorism
Your clone for capturing you was put on the police force and given a medal of valour for taking down sucha dangerous opponent, but the photos of the ceremony see her looking depressed.
A corruption scandal on dantooine is putting the republic on high alert, but knowing the republic, the corrupt will probably investigate the corruption.

"Well that's all from me, Todd"
"And me Betsy"
"Long live the empire!" "Long live the empire!"

The news turns off and the entire room looks at you, with completely different faces all round.
On one hand, you're the lightsaber guy, on the other, you were called a Jedi and mooned the emperor network, and all sorts of other slanderous things, and now everyone knows you're here.

>What do/say before someone does or says for you?

Also if I pass out or my internet fucks up, i.e, i don't reply for like 40 minutes, then someone please archive, or at least bump with nice things to wake up to so I can continue where I left off from in the morning.

>>44137502
Well fuck. It seems I need to go back to my cell.

>>44137502
>"They left out how I enrolled in the sith academy and almost killed a sith master, having killed one sith apprentice. Also how I killed a jedi and beat those four jedi apprentices. I mean how do they think I got 9 lightsabers? Hahahaha"
>Try to find the jedi kids

Also whatever times you want to trigger them, you get one visit from anyone you've met so far (within reason) and one comm call. You will also have a parole board meeting, meet with work councilors, spiritual gurus, and all sorts of nice wholesome peo-
Holy shit no way you could go through sith re-education, you've heard stories, you need out of this place.

but for now,
>>44137550
>>44137611
"They left out how I enrolled in the sith academy and almost killed a sith master, having killed one sith apprentice. Also how I killed a jedi and beat those four jedi apprentices. I mean how do they think I got 9 lightsabers? Hahahaha"
At this you can feel certain emotions from everyone, and at one table you can feel anger and pride that are immediately suppressed, you guess the jedi are on that table behind the standing crowds.

You look around, so many different emotions, it almost feeds you, rejuvenates you to feel.

"Well fuck. It seems I need to go back to my cell." You say trotting off, leaving your plate on the table for the droids, but when you go to leave, someone is blocking the door.

A hutt, a small Hutt. But still big none the less.

You've never seen a more muscley hutt, you don't think you could move him if you tried, even if you knocked him out, so you try another doorway.

A bigger guy is in the door way, though not as heavy, you could get past him, and at the last doorway out is Big Guy himself.

Fuck, you look at the jedi at the table with pure good intentions and they feel it, they stand and walk towards you

Now what do?

>pick a doorway (which one)
>meet the jedi instead of letting them walk the way and discuss what to do from there
>start a fight with the jedi to get the whole room zapped
>write in

>>44137753
>meet the jedi instead of letting them walk the way and discuss what to do from there

>>44137799

You raise your hand to get them to stop, and they get a little apprehensive, as now you've broadcasted your intentions to the entire room about whatever's happening next (-5 on your roll)

When you meet with th egroup in the middle of the room, you talk to the most confident looking one with the smallest scowl in their face, a girl, not the one who refused to give up their saber, but another one, with a pink flowery cybernetic hand instead of just plain coloured like the other padawan.

Did she do that herself or does she know someone, because you kind of want it.

regardless, you speak up "We need to get out of here, i'm sure they recognized you lot but had their attention on me because of what i've done, but now that you've made the dumb move of associating with me, which I thank you for by the way, we kind of need to get out of here"

"My thought exac-" the girl replies, cut off before she ould finish by mr intact arms, the one with the dual sabers you fought and beat

"Why the frack should we trust you blud? Why shouldn't I just deck you right here and right now?"

>write in, make it a long write in for everything that happens/you want to do, since the pacing's fucked and I kinda want out of the cantina now you know

Also dice+3d100+-15 no matter what you choose as a write in option.

Rolled 52, 36, 5 - 15 = 78 (3d100 - 15)

>>44137993
>>Everybody get and get down walk the dinosuar!!
Wookie Rave Party!

Rolled 75, 13, 94 - 15 = 167 (3d100 - 15)

>>44137993
"Because I'm your best hope of getting out of here without being indoctrinated into sith rape machines, or getting destroyed by these brutes.
Also because as much as I hate to admit, right now I hate the sith a tad more than I dislike the Jedi.
Plus I'll help you get your sabers back."
Use your combined minor force powers to burst your limiters, stealthily?
Anyway, we should try to start a riot/fight, and use the opportunity (from when the guards burst in) to make our push for the exit, using our broken force powers

Rolled 22, 23, 61 - 15 = 91 (3d100 - 15)

>>44138108
>>44138105
>>44137993

>>44138108
>>44138105
Alright i'm thinking how to make these work.

Attempt to disable the shock collars by all focusing the force of us 5 at once on destroying a collar, then destroy the rest of the collars, then make it so somehow the tior (that's meant to be riot but it fucked up so bad i had to keep it in) can happen without the guards just instantly shocking everyone which is either disabling the guards in the room, disabling the guards' control panels for the collars, or disabling everyone else's collar, or you could do none of those things, and pretend to be electrocuted and be on the ground and just start attacking when the guards come to collect the rabblerousers which would be you and the jedi.
Then escape.
into the part of the building where they keep prisoner shit to get all our stuff back (nothing went into evidence since you were presumed guilty and everything you own is yours by right of conquest)

So this is good yeah?

>>44138299
horrible rolls all around, truly, though not too bad.

>>44138366
>horrible
>75, 13, 94
u wot mate

>>44138366
Seems alright.
Could we try to make a weird force seizure that instead of causing maximum pain just makes everyone insensitive to it, essentially being unfazed by shocking?

>>44138428
It's the system, it's 75, 36, and 79
You, the prisoners, your allies

also what way are we doing the riot? taking out guards then riot or riot then taking out guards?

also taking the wookie rave party into consideration

>>44138492
You.. could very well try to, it's way too advanced to do now, since you have to stop every single part of the body being affected, and no one's developed anything like this yet.

writing anyway, keep saying changes or ideas and i'll add them in.

>>44138560
no ideas

>>44138560
biumpe

One more for queen and country

>>44138560
Archived either way

>>44141120
>>44138560
FUCK accidentally archived as thread #2
FUCK ME, at least I changed the subtitle.

bumpen

master o' bumps

bumpus maximus

BACK

Well this thread's archived cheers for that, if people are awake I guess I can new thread.

>>44146504
New thread