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ooc:*sigh*Just a reminder...PLEASE read all recent posts [i]before[/i] responding. This is just so that spam and little annoying comments like:"Learn to read"Don't clutter up this RPG...So [b]all[/b] the members are in the Briefing Room. And another thing..A little vocab for those unfimiliar with it... Eyeball:TIE starfighter Squint:TIE intercepter Dupe:TIE bomber Bright:advanced TIE modles. (TIE defender, TIE advanced) Illuminated:Blown up Nova'd:See above. ------------------------------------------------------- General Wedge Antillies survied all the new Rogues, and smiled. "Welcome to Rogue Squadron. As many of you know, I am General Wedge Antillies....The New Republic hero. As many of you know, Rogue Squadron has had a unique history of being made of the best pilots the Rebal Alliance had to offer. We killed both Death Stars, stunted the Imperial invasion at Hoth, taken Coruscant, and generally been a thorn in the Empire's side. "Many of you may think that being here is on the fast track to being a hero. Your not wrong...Heros are [i]icons[/i], and Rogue Squadron is a huge icon. Unfortunetly, most heros are dead. Live heros are harder to idolize than dead heros, in many respects. Dead heros are seen as mytyrs to the Rupublic cause, sacrificing themselves. Well this may be true, a live hero continues to distinguish him or herself. I hope many of you are the latter kind of hero. I have lost to many friends. "On a happier note, I consider this group to be the best yet. You have all been carefully screened. Your flying skills are second to none. Well it may be true most Rogues die on thier first five missions, I want you to break this tradition. Now, if you are wondering what those data portfolios are for, they are to help you familiarize with your Squadron mates, and the history of Rogue Squadron. In that portfolio is your wing number. Please remember this. This wing number determins your wingman, or who you are flying wingman for. These are also to determine which Flights you are in. Rogues numbers Leader to Four will be Flight One. Rogues Five to Nine will be Flight Two. And finally, Rogues Ten to Twelve will be Flight Three. "About your missions. Your first mission will be in a few days, giving you a chance to see how your fellow pilots perform. Also, I will leave it up to you to determine roomates...The next meeting will be tomorrow at 1200 hours. You are dismissed."
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Music...Making music...Drawing...My music has meaning to it...it's real. My drawings...Are well, less real. I draw Mega Man and Mega Man X and all those other characters pretty well..And I made my own Mega Man character, to. But mostly making music that comes from me, not some over-payed song writer in LA...Which is hwy my band hasn't made it big.
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[i]As Siren took Zarith back to the cave, Akira slammed another clip into his machine gun, and layed waste to the surronding envorins.[/i]
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[i]Marth sat in the briefing room, waiting for the others to appear. As he waited, Wedge Antillies came into the room.[/i] Wedge:Wha? Oh, hi Marth....I didn't expect anyone to be in here...I'm just setting up for the meeting...Here, put these data porfolios on each seat. Marth:*looks at the portfolios*What are these for? Wedge:History lesson. The past deeds and great members of Rogue Squadron, our purpose, the members now....Suff like that. Marth:*flips through pages*Biggs, Porkins, Dak..Bror Jace...Skywalker....You....Uncle Corran...*turns to the cuurent members section*Hmm...Lots of names, but no pictures. Wedge:Yeah...We coulden't find pictures of the members now..Just put them on the seats. Marth:Sure. Anyone else showing up for the meeting? Wedge:No, just me.*enters some numbers into the computer*Why are you here so early? Marth:Got bored.....*sighs* Wedge:*looks up*Whats up? Marth:Worried, General. We have a lot to live up to. Wedge: Don't worry. I'm sure the new Squadron will do just fine. Marth:Right....Anything else I can do? Wedge:Just sit here and wait. I'll be back just before the meeting starts. [i]Wedge leaves, and Marth cracks open his data portfolio, and begins to read....[/i]
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[i]As Marth absentmindedly twirled his finger around in his green hair, he wandered the halls, sub-conciously making his way to the briefing room to meet the other Rogues. He'd already met Seamus, who he bet was still sitting in a sim. Marth wandered by the Main Hanger, still thinking about what being a Rogue would bring to him.[/i] Marth(thinking):[i]Uncle Corran always keeps talking about two things...CorSec and Rogue Squadron. I think if he had the option, he would have married them! But he always said being a Rogue was never easy, but to trust your instincts, and what you think is right. I guess that sort of rings true.[/i] [i]Marth turned the corner to the briefing room...[/i]
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[i]Marth went away from the sims, and headed for the mess hall, hoping to get Muntudan Porf(don't ask...). Grabbing some food, Marth chose the wrong table to sit at this time.[/i] Quarren:Yo, pal. This is my table. Marth:*looks at the Quarren*You can share, can't you? Quarren:I think not....You see, I don't like humans sitting at [i]my[/i] table. Marth:Big deal, fish face. Get lost. [i]without warning, the Quarren lifted Marth off the mees hall table bench, and flung him about five feet, where he landed on some tech staff's meal.[/i] Marth:That was a big mistake... Quarren:Mabey..mabey not. [i]at the nod of the Quarren's head, two humans seem to materialize beside him.[/i] Marth:A trader... Quarren:That's right...And you should have listened. [i]Marth takes a quick look at the two human thugs the Quarren trader had summoned.[/i] Marth(thinking):Two muscle bound wanna-bes. This could get ugly. [i]As a huge crowd formed around Marth and the two huge humans, one of the thugs bounded at Marth, swinging his fist in a downward motion. Marth lept aside, just as the thug's fist smashed the table in two.[/i] Marth(thinking):Not good...Thier gentetically enhanced. [i]While the gentically enhanced bully was trying to extract his hand from the ground, Marth leapt up, landing on his assiliant's skull. Marth heard a pop, and he quickly leaped off his opponent's skull. The thug smashed into the ground, but quickly got back up. The pop was from someone opening a can of carbonated soda. Grimacing, Marth ducked low under a fast kick, and lashed out with his foot. Marth's boot hit the thug in the knee, sending him smashing into the ground again. A table whirred at his head, and he quickly sidestepped it.[/i] Marth(thinking):These guys are playing for keeps! [i]As the second bully closed in, the Republic Security Fprce chose this moment to arrive. With a wave of his hand, the Quarren made his human fighters snap into a sort of semi-concius state, like they were not even alive unless he told them to be. Suddenly, the Quarren started clapping[/i] Quarren:I am known only as Tuz. And I wish to congradulate you on not being mashed into the ground by my cyborgs. Marth:Aren't those illegal....And inhumane? Tuz:They were...But only to those who don't have the credits. Security Officer:Alright, I've heard enough. All three of you, your under arrest. Marth:Not me...? Officer:No...If a nutorius criminal haden't started it, you would have been. [i]Slightly dazed, Marth made his way back to his cabin. A small message from Wedge appeared, reminding his to be at the briefing room at 1800 hours. Marth started to get changed, wanting to appear the least bit impressive for the meeting.[/i]
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Fel? Your kidding right? Topping Wedge? I laugh at thee.
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Right...So Warlock, all were doing right now is um...Chillin.
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Rebublic Headquaters: Wedge:So you think this new Squadron will do fine? Gavin:No doubts about that....All the recruits are the best ever. Tycho:Yes...They are going on thier first mission soon...To gauge the strenght of the new Imps. Wedge:That's kind of a suicide run, isn't it? Tycho:Hopefully they aren't as strong as they used to be..The Outer Rim dosen't give many resources to the Imps. Wedge:We'll see how they do...If they fail, they fail. [i]The meeting ends, and the old members of Rogue Squadron depart.[/i]
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[i]Marth hefted himself up off his chair, and walked out of the bar. He walked down the hallway a bit, and saw who he was looking for.[/i] Marth:General Antillies!*saluts* Wedge:Hey Marth...At ease. Marth:Right...I guess your behind Rogue Squadron's ressurection? Wedge:*smiles*That I am..Have you met any of your squad mates? Marth:Uh...No....But I'm heading twords the sims...Mabey they'll be there. Wedge:Right....*looks at Marth's hair*And this week it's green. How did you ever become anything more than an ill-mannered punk? Marth:Excellent flying skills. Wedge:I'll give you that. Me and Han have a bet going. What color will it be next week? Marth:Red, probably. Well, see you later, General. Wedge:*nods* [i]Marth heads tword the sims...[/i] Wedge:Crazy kid....I can definetly see how he's related to Corran..
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Hey, didn't a Russle Crowe movie win last year? Hm.... Yeah, LotR should have won...It was such a gooooood movie.
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[i]Marth heads twords the bar, hoping to finally meet some of his fellow Rogue pilots there[/i] Marth:These guys are tougher to find than a toilet around here!
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[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by James [/i] [B] [color=royalblue]:eek: The idea of Mario 64 on a handheld is simply orgasm inducing. :tasty: :drunk: :excited: :smirk: [/color] [/B][/QUOTE] Okay, James. Whatever floats your boat. Orgasm inducing? Mario? Plumber? eeurgh.
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[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by BabyGirl [/i] [B] I don't think he would have died...I think that Wedge is Wedge...and Wedge is immortal :p Heh, seriously though, I think that Wedge is skilled enough that he could have even helped out Luke more, or even gotten a few shots off at Vader himself. Eh?[/color] [/B][/QUOTE] yes, good ol' immortal Wedge. Never, ever dies. As for shooting Vader, he's good, but not that good. Then again, Vader did allow himself to get hit by a wayward eyeball.... Yeah...I think Wedge did sort of "volunteer" himself out...Without a stabalizer, you can't do lots. "Get out of here Wedge. You can't do anymore good back there." And Biggs is a good pilot, and he "sacrificed" himself, giving Luke an extra set of shields.....In a wierd scence.
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yep, during the Buu Saga, all the non-Saya-jin fighters stopped fighting beacause Gohan, Goku, Trunks, Vegeta and Goten were to strong. And other reasons.
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And on and on and on.... But hey...I have a question..If Luke haden't ordered Wedge out of the Death Star Trench Run, would he have died like Biggs?
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[i]Marth put his X-Wing in a big loop around nothingness, then brought it into a snap-roll back to the planet. Marth smiled....The Verpine techs got this fighter back in perfect shape. Nothing could be better. marth brought his X_Wing back in for a landing.[/i] Marth:That was sweet.
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[i]Marth walked for a while, then decided to go down to the hanger.[/i] Marth:Which X-Wing is mine? Zraii(a Verpine tech):Bzz....bzz...bzz...! Marth: :confused: What? [i]Zraii points to an X-Wing over in the far corner[/i] Marth:Oh..Thanks. [i]Marth looked at his X-Wing, and was greatly impressed. The Verpine were wonderful tech support, having microscopic vision, and a perchant for perfection. Looking at the side, he noticed the kills from his past carrer was on the side of the X-Wing. He was suprised that he actually got credited with the killing of a Victory Class Star Destroyer, and it was painted in bold red paint. Marth smiled. That was a lucky torp. shot. Hopping into the cockpit, he noticed that the HUD had been upgraded, as usual. He opened a channel to the tower[/i] Marth:This is Lieutenant Commander Marth. Do I have clearance to fly? Cont. Tower:Roger that. Have a nice flight. Marth:I will, thanks. Over and out. [i]Marth flys out of the hanger, and into open space, wanting to get a feel for his new X-Wing..[/i]
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Right...Thats it. Sin up closed. As of the end of this sentance I am typing.*silence* Period.*ghasps* -----------------------------------------
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Meh, scence only 1 more person needs to join, I thought we'ed start...Missions won't start for 2 pages or so, give one more person time to join. So start with your opening post! By the way, roomates will be assigned...I'll leave this up to everyone else(just like in the book) ------------------------------------ [i]Lieutenant Commander Marth Rigfield walked down the twisting hall-ways of [/i] The Liberator,[i] A Mon Cal Star Cruiser. Finding the simulator, he downlaoaded the package he recived from Admiral Ackbar, and started it up. The simulator package was designed to test every Rogue Squadron member on thier skills as a fighter pilot. The simulator cockpit went black, and then a star field flashed before him. He checked his systems. All green. His R2 astromech droid, Baal, was locked in behind him. Querying the HUD(heads-up-display)he searched for the nearest eyeball. The HUD displayed a negative. Then, a frigate, a corvette three shuttles and three X-Wings popped into the system. Groaning, Marth realized this was the [/i] Redemption[i] scenario, one of the hardest. Voices bubbled on the comm, and he realized this was his teammates talking. Marth opened a comm channel[/i] Marth:Blue 2 here. All lights green. [i]Acknoladgements of his readiness gurgled over the comm, as well as the other Blues announced thier readiness. Marth brought his X-Wing in a snap roll that brought his on the upper port side of Blue 3. Suddenly, an Imp firgate launched in-system, launched dupes, and hyped out.[/i] ???:Blue 2, take out those dupes. The rest will cover the [i]Redemption[/i] and the [i]Korolev[/i] [i]Marth had no idea who said the order, but he double cliked his comm in acknowladgement. Targeting the nearest TIE bomber, Gamma 3, he targeted it with a proton torp. lock. Baal indicated an affirmative lock, and Marth sent the torpedo out. Before the first torp. reached his target, Marth shot another one at Gamme 1. The two dupes illuminated, and Marth was on Gamma 2 and 4 before they knew what was what. Marth juked his X-Wing high left, briging him above Gamma 4. Tilting his stick slighty downwards, Marth opened fire with dual linked cannons. In two shots, the dupe exploded in a ball of fire. Gamma 2 headed for the [/i]Korolev,[i] but Marth painted it with a torp. lock, and fried it.[/i] ???:Blue 2, get back here! That imp Frigate dropped more dupes, this time with eyeballs! Marth:Roger that! [i]The TIEs were outnumbered, but the bombers were so deadly. One salvo of missiles each, and the [/i]Korolev[i] was so much junk. The rest of his squadron mates engaged the eyeballs, and fire from the frigate and the corvette lanced out at the dupes, blowing two up. Marth shot one TIE fighter in the back, shredding it's solar panels. The dupes were takin care of, and the TIEs were destroyed. Too easy, Marth thought. Either that, or the frigate and corvette could actually hit something this time. With a shrug, the simulator ended with the message: It'll be way harder next time. Marth hopped out of the sim, and headed twords his quaters. Thinking he would meet his squad mates later, he needed some thime to rest. Laying down, he fell into a half-sleep.[/i]
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Beh, whatever. Llyod needs some acting lessons, tho. I think Jar Jar Binks was a mistake. I believe it was Lucas's attempt to add a comical character to the series...But he did it wrong. But then again, some people liked him(I can't imagine why)so he must have done something right...It was probably just his voice.
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Neither can I Fett..Just 1 more spot!
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9mm Avenger replied to Charles's topic in Theater
[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Raiha [/i] [B][COLOR=purple]Weapon: Claws, teeth, tail, dewclaws, ears, eyes, tounge?[/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] The tounge? I don't wanna know. -
Oh, man...I laughed so hard when Anakin said [quote] Are you an Angle?[/quote] They had to throw me out of the theater. Queen Amidala's comeback should have been: "Yes, I am. And that's just a normal cigarette your smoking" Or something like that. He's like what...9? And he's hitting on a woman whos at least 7 years older? George Lucas has a strange mind...