Okay, here is another attempt at a SW RP, so without further ado, I'll get into all that you need to know.

((As per my ability as the overseer of this RP, I'm taking some creative liberties with the Star Wars Universe))

Background:It's been over two millennium since Jedi or Sith have been seen in the galaxy. The Sith vanished first, having not been seen since the gall of Darth Krayt and his minions in 142 ABY (I made up the year as the comics haven't gotten that far yet). Less than a millennium later, the Jedi relinquished all of their control and influence in the galactic government and vanished into the Unknown Regions. After Force-users left, wars no longer were battles between Jedi and Sith, good and evil, with normal people shedding blood for causes they have no real stake in; but are now just mundane things fought over land or resources or ideologies. Some argue that the galaxy would be better off were the Jedi to return as they brought millenniums of peace during the reign of the Old Republic. Others argued that the Jedi returning would invite the Sith back and the Sith-Jedi wars would begin to clam innocent lives once again. And yet others (and these were the majority, though you wouldn't know it for they don't speak their opinions as much as the other two groups) don't care at all.

The Second Galactic Empire once again became the Imperial Remnant, though still under the control of the Fel family. In the initial years after Darth Krayt's fall, the Moffs and generals with enough loyal troops broke away from the Second Galactic Empire. Fell and his Imperial Knights (Force wielders who have sworn to obey the will of the Emperor above all else) kept hold of Bastion and many surrounding systems and began to expand again. But that expansion was held in check by the government that formed in the power vacuum left by the Second Galactic Empire's collapse.

That government was the Confederation of Allied Systems, formed by the former Galactic Alliance general Gar Stazi. It is more similar to the Empire than they would like to admit. They have a body of bureaucrats who can be likened to the Senate of the Old (or New) Republic or the Moff Council of either Empire. They have three Triumvirs at their head, though the First Triumvirate is the only one with real power, like the Emperor of the Empire. They can overrule any non-unanimous decision made by the legislature and can only be overruled themselves by a unanimous vote of no confidence. The Triumvirates are elected for life unless the entire governing body, including the other Triumvirates decree that they should step down, but in the millennium of the Confederation's existence, that has never occurred.

In recent years both the Remnant and the Confederation have lost power, especially in the Outer Rim. Two governments have ground, though you could not call either of the a real government when compared to either the Remnant or the Confederation. The Outer Rim Coalition is the newest government, just over fifty years old. The members signed an agreement that said they would levy no taxes on goods imported from other systems that signed the charter and they would help protect each other in times of war but other than that they could run their own planet how they wished.

The other 'government' is the Mandalorian Empire. Technically, it is older than any of the other forms of government, but has only been recognized as more than a planetary government in the last three quarters of a century. They have slowly begun expanding, conquering worlds that no other major government has a claim to. All men, women, and children of the conquered planet were given the opportunity to be adopted by Mando society, and a large number accepted. All resistance on the planets was squelched with a harsh efficiency that consisted of rounding up all rebels and executing them without trial. If anyone bothered to check the records of minerals on the planets conquered, a staggeringly large number of them would contain beskar, or Mandalorian iron.

That beskar is what is now funding and arming their empire. The Mandalorians have begun to mine beskar in secret, forging it into beskar'gam, Tra'kad, Besii'ulik, and other warships. They sell ships in the galactic market, but those ships have lower spec weapons and hyperdrives and the beskar plating is less pure than the ships available to Mandos.

Their government is the same as it has always been; the Manda'lore making the major decisions that affect all Mandos, but he or she leaves other decisions to the local leaders or family heads. If ever a Manda'lore is killed, another one takes their place, making it impossible to eliminate the head of government for Mandalorians. Plus the Manda'lore doesn't rule the Mandalorians like an Emperor or Chancellor would rule his government. This was proven to the galactic governments about half a millennium ago, when the Remnant and Confederation worked together to exterminate all Mandos as the Mandos had been pirating the shipping lanes and costing bother governments a lot of money. The Manda'lore of the time was killed, but his successor punished the Confederation and the Remnant by bombing their government buildings, though they made sure that the buildings were mostly evacuated at the time of the bombings. This act of retribution displayed what would happen if the campaign against the Mandos continued.

Weapon technology has advanced, but only slightly. Blasters are the same as they always have been, seeing as there is only a limited number of ways to compress Tibana gas before it cannot be compressed further. Bardium refining has gotten even better, and now thermal detenators that can be hidden in a grown man's fist have the same power that the larger dets in the First Galactic Empire did.

The Anti-Proton cannon is one of the more recent technological advances pioneered by the Mandos and their Verpine allies. It fires anti-protons, which are protons that have a negative charge (kind of like anti-matter) and an anti-proton will react explosively when it encounters a positively-charged proton (like those found in all nuclei). The AP cannon shoots a stream of anti-protons at near light speeds (99 PSL (Percent of Speed of Light)). The AP cannon is not effective past 4 light seconds (1,200,000 Km / 745,000 Miles). AP cannons are only found on larger ships, anything from a corvette up, but the technology is highly prized by the Mandalorians and non-Mando ships with AP cannons are very, very rare and the Mandalorian prerogative is to destroy them on site to prevent the spread of the technology.

A new technology that has been developed by the Imperial Remnant's R&D department are effectors. Effectors are tiny nano-bot attack drones that can 'home in' on specific individuals or weapons. If effectors are fired at effectors, they can intercept one another if their paths are close enough together. Effectors are created in small reservoirs inside of the weapons. Effectors can be found in two types of weapons. One is a long, cylindrical tube modeled after lightsabers. This weapon, the Force Lance, or Lance, can extend to the length of a quarterstaff for use in melee combat but other than that its sole useful property is its ability to be quickly aimed and to wield one Lance in each hand with no difficulty. The other type is like a regular blaster. These fire more effectors in one shot than the Lance and have a larger reservoir of effectors. These weapons are a closely guarded secret of the Imperial Remnant.

The Mandalorians, with the aid of the Verpines have become the premier ship manufacturing agency in the known galaxy. Their ships are armoured with beskar and are the fastest in both sublight and hyperspace. All of their technology is sold to others at a lower spec than is available to Mandos. With their recent advance of AP cannons, they are a serious force to be reckoned with in space combat.

Timeline: It would start in the year 2683 ABY.

Plot:We'd be part of the SpecOps division of the Mando navy (kind of like the US Navy Seals). Our job would be to go in and soften up the targets before the bulk of the Mandalorian navy got there. We'd do things like destroy HoloNet transceivers to prevent distress calls (or upload viruses to only allow broadcasts along the Mando wavelength to go anywhere), destroy keep manufacturing or power plants, kill the head of the planetary government, ect.... That's the general gist of it, though it would get more complex as we moved on, but I don't want to spoil it all for you.

I'll get a bio up later tonight or tomorrow so you can see what to put and any questions just ask.

Bio template:

Name: Can be anything
Age: Anything within reason for a special operatoins team (25ish to 50)
Race: Can be anything
Gender: Male or Female
Appearance: Describe, find a picture, or use Mando armour maker (link: http://zammap.sitesled.com/iemehahgeheh ... maker2.swf )
History: You're not required to post it, but have some idea. But if you wish to post it for posterity, go ahead.
Personality: Same as history, not required to post it
Weapons: Don't need specific names, but what they are in general (vibroknife or blaster pistol)

K'oyacyi! (Cheers!)

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Hey, I'll post my character. (the link is for my benafit )

http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mando%27a




Name: Cu'val Dar
Armor:

Appearance: Slightly dark skin (not quite as dark as jango fet) Short brown hair, about five feet and ten inches. (small for a mandaloria but is verry agile and fast)

Weapons: High powered (illegal) ion disrupter sniper rifle with detachable barel for close range combat, two blaster psitols and two vibroblades.

Personality:Outgoing, but not loud. Has a bad habbit of "talking" to his rifle. Is very loyal to his superiors and friends and very untrusting of people he does not know.

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That bio works, Jax.

http://zammap.sitesled.com/iemehahgeheh ... maker2.swf

That's a link to a place that lets you create your own Mando armour. An example (and what my guy looks like) is:


To get an image off of the site:
1. Finish making your guy look how you want (use the full body one)
2. Press the button on your keyboard that says 'PrtScnSysRq' (it'll be above the arrow keys in the same line is as the F1-F12 keys.
3. Go into Microsoft Paint and go into the Edit toolbar and hit paste
4. Use the crop button to select just the Mando and get rid of the excess picture
5. Open a new window in MS Paint (don't save the old one) and go into the Edit toolbar and press paste
6. Add any of the lines that you want. (All of the lines on my Mando's armour and helmet and the third Mando skull are taken from Microsoft Paint (use the line ability for the straight lines and use cut and paste if you want more skulls)
7. Save the file to your computer in a location you can find (desktop works well)
8. Upload it to photobucket.com or some other online picture sharing site.
9. Copy the link to the picture from the site and post it here.

((And the link Jax posted is to the Manalorian language, Mando'a for any of you who are intrested in looking it up as we will have phrases from Mando'a in the RP (But don't worry, the translations will be at the bottom of the posts)))

K'oyacyi!

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Alrighty, my bio. ^^

Name: Ka'ra Tracyn
Age: Late 20's
Armour:
Appearance: Slightly tanned skin, dark shoulder-length straight hair that she usually ties back, narrow black eyes. Small frame, but by no means weak. (*Too lazy to type actual sentances*)
Weapons: One blaster rifle, two vibroblades (one sword, one knife)
Personality: She can be cynical and sarcastic, but is actually very loyal and caring, at least to other Mandalorians. She isn't afraid of fighting, but it isn't her favorite thing in the world. Very serious with a dry sense of humor, but she will smile occasionally.

Is that good?

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I've lost my faith in so many things but I still believe in You

Yes, ghostie ( ) that works. Okay, I don't have time for the bio now, but it seems that you guys all ready know what is needed. Everyone else, just follow their example.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Hey, just wondering mind if I have a droid character that acompanies my main character? (like an HK-47 type fo droid?)

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Jax, if you have the droid, your character should have a more engineering-based skill set and weapon loadout (unless you plan on the droid being assigned to the ship as a whole and not created by and solely follows the orders of your character).

Well the RP is kind of the Mandalorians versus the universe, so your guy would have to adopt the Mando culture (which really just is your family is whoever you choose and obey your family leader, but other than that it is pretty much just like saying your an American or your a Canadian), but he could be a renegade who refuses to help the other Mandos just because he/she is told to and will only help if he/she gets paid (but, as below, if he became too much of a problem for them, they would probably try to kill him, but would wait longer before doing so than if he was not a Mando). Or he/she could just recently have been adopted into the culture and not know anything at all about it. Do either of those work for you?

[EDIT] Okay, I re-read your post and saw the friend of one of the Mandos bit. And yeah, I guess that would work if you desperately want to do that but the alliance would be one of convenience for as soon as your guy became a hindrance, the Mandalorians would sacrifice him to protect other Mandos and their goals.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

I don't particularly want himto just be "my droid" exactily... I just thought it would be fun to play a droid character.

He could go anywhere he was needed.

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That'd work, I guess. Just don't make him too powerful.

((bio template will be on original post for any newcomers in a second or two))

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Name: Aran Cabur
Age: 36
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Appearance:
History: Ara, like all his age, fought his first battle in his early teens. After 6 years in the Army, he was given extended leave and married his pre-army girl, Ruusaan Dah'tor. With her, he bought a farm on the outskirsts of Enceri. Upon returing to the Army, he fought several more campaigns, ad adopted two war orphans on Gaftikar, naming them Atin and Bral. Whe he retured, he recruited his brother Adenn into the Army, and the two fought together for several years. However, things went askew. On a mission in Imperial Space, Aran's squad was caught in a massive firefight. Only a few miutes before air support arrived, Adenn was killed by a sniper. Using his new Captain's rank, he led an ill judged campaign against the Imperials in vegeance, an act which lost him his respect. When Ruusaan and he children left him in distgust, he turned to net'ra gal(black ale). After several months, Aran's brother-in-law sobered him up with a six-month of the campaign. Coming to his senses, Aran returned to Keldabe and reconciled with his family. After a new start, Cin Vhetin, he headed back to the front in a new Squad.
Personality: Aran is an outwardly gruff man who speaks little; and only Mando'a to Aruetiise(Non-Madalorians). However, to frieds and family, he is a friendly and caring individual. His Clan is is life, and he would willingly die for them. He has a laid-back approach to combat, having seen much of it before, and the fact that he has several years experiece as a Barteder in the Oyu'baat tapcaf of Keldabe.
Weapons: Short beskad, Verpine Repeating Rifle, Crushgaunts

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And finally my bio is here!

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Name: Jate'kara (JAH-tay-KAH-rah)
Age: 43
Appearance: see the picture above as I can't get on to photobucket at the moment
Personality & History: TBA
Weapons: Jate loves weapons. He has a Verpine sniper rifle that has been modified so it can fire pretty much anything you put int the barrel. He also has three other Verpine guns, one a Repeating Verpine Shatter Gun and the other two regular Verpine shatter guns as hand guns. He also has two BlasTech DC 117 hand guns and a BlasTech E-211. He has a beskad that has a vibrator in the hilt, turning it into a beskar vibrosword. He also has vibroshives concealed in his thigh plates and other places as well as an eject-able vibroknife in his right gauntlet. A garrote wire is wound up in his left gauntlet. ((He loves his weapons and can usually be found tinkering with some equipment. His latest endeavour is to create a pair of crushgauntlets, but so far the attempts have ended in failure.))

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

(Np, I can keep the droid pretty low on ability. Have him as "Camp guard" or something. I just like the personality the HK droids have. hehe )

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Unless someone else joins, we'll start either today or tomorrow. (But please excuse my tardiness for this week and next week as I'm having knee surgery this weekend and have to do all the fun stuff that comes with getting ready for surgery)

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

(oh... that stinks. I'll say a prayer for you. I won't be able to post this Saturday, Sunday, or monday so if you start by then I'll just "tagg along" )

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He stood in a slightly depressed pit in the centre of the bridge. A ring of holoprojectors, ready to leap to life at the flick of a switch, lay dormant around him, waiting for the pulse that would send them into action.

In just a few short hours, this spot would be a hive of activity. The projectors would be buzzing with life, depicting the coming battles in perfect real-time. Men, Mandalorians all, would stand ready at the consoles; manning weapons and sensors, ready to go fearlessly into battle upon his command.

But for now it was devoid of life and movement save for him and the small current of air caused by the ventilation system continually pumping new air into the ship. Four of the projectors snapped to life, coalescing in the form of a Mandalorian in full battle armour. A scar ran from the dome of the Mandalorian's helmet, bisected his visor, and ended at the bottom of his right cheek. "Mandalore," the non-holographic man inclined his head in a sign of difference and respect.

"Su'cuy, Jate'kara," the hologram returned his nod. "Your first target is one of the five HoloNet transceivers around the Hapes Consortium. You and four other corvette task forces will each upload a virus into the transceivers' mainframes that will keep the Hapans from calling to either the Confederation or the Empire for help. I'll leave it up to you to coordinate with the others; they will contact you. Call me when you have completed your mission; I'll have another waiting."

With those words, the hologram winked out, tiny motes of light being the only remnant of its existence. A beeping noise brought his attention to a console on the far side of the room. He could see the message as he approached:

>>//: File Transfer Begun
>>//: File Transfer Complete
>>//: Message: 5 DAYS
>>//: Open Attachment Y/N?

The question mark winked innocently at him as he typed in a simple command.

>>//: Attachment Opened
>>//: Virus File v1.0.5.1
>>//: Execute File Y/N?

He made another series of keystrokes.

>>//: Execution Canceled
>>//: Save File Y/N?

Another command followed.

>>//: File Saved

The man closed down that window and opened a comm link to all of the crew of the Verburyc. "Vode, we've got our orders. Get your shebs back to the ship. Now."

He returned to his position in the middle of the depression. Crossing his arms and staring at the door, he waited.

OOC: And so we begin. Translations: Su'cuy=Hi. Verburyc=the ships name (and loyalty). Vode=brothers. Shebs=backsides.

I had planned on the entire conversation between them to be in Mando'a, but I don't have time to get all the translations, so just imagine that its all in Mando'a.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

(OOC: I think it would be easyer on everyone else if it wasn't all in Mando'a lol And just so you all know this will be my last day of posting until Monday or Tuesday. My character will just taga long so don't wit for me)


Cu'val Dar walked up the ramp, his gun in hand. "Su'cuy gar, vod," he said, greeting Jate'kara.

"I'm ready to go sir."


Cu'val glanced over at MK-44, the ships personal security droid, and flipped him on.

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Joyfull Greeting: "Su'cuy gar, masters! Ib'tuur jatne tuur ash'ad kyr'amur."

Translation: It is a good day for someone else to die.

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