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[Didn't last long did it? It never does. Did you know Starkiller and all related paraphenalia was invented as a counter to another Godmode?]

 

*Syrnl is horrified. That gargoyle that hangs around with Deac ius bad enough!*

 

Gods! Not another!

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*Reguardless if he'd felt odd weilding a Katana of anysort, it was still metal, espcailly agenst blasters and a lightsaber...

 

...He'd still knew he'd do fairly well agenst defecting the blasts, but the thought of a lightsaber which could easily cut through his Katana, made the stranger feel quite uneasy

 

with this he couldnt help but snarl at the situation. Then he decided to get Cracken on his side before it was too late (unless it was already)*

 

Stranger to Cracken: "Im sure that we both know that both our weapons can deflect blaster weapons, but we both know that what ever you wield it'll cut through rather easy.

And i put much time in the craftmanship of my sword, could we prehaps not go to these measures agenst each other sense we both know that i can very lose in a battle agenst one of your very talents and ability to obtain such weapon."

 

[remember im a character that dont know what jedi nor sith is...]

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Jek the Barman spots the Gargoyle and immediately loads hids Double Barrel Blaster Shotgun. kuz all real barman are equipped with shotguns ;)

 

"No Alien freak is allowed in MY bar!"

 

Jek Shoots at the beast:

Gargoyle is critically hit in the head for 99475924619335 hit points causing it to explode and addind some extra pain. Alien Gargoyle guts burst out all over the Cantina and the Jedis get their fancy outfit all dirty and goo-e, Yerk!. The Cloaked man seems annoyed in having his precious katana full of greenish-pink-purple goo.

The Barman quikly hides his shotgun and continues cleaning a glass and whislting as if nothing occured...

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*Advoiding wiping off his blade, the Cloaked Man still stands there even with goo covering him and his sword. Still in a defencive stance awaiting an answer from Cracken.

 

Next, to the Bartender's surprise, all of a sudden the Stranger's Blade on the Katana was entirely clean! It seem in nearly an instant that it was covered with Green Alien Goo, next Spotless.

 

Now instead of the Entire Cantina in a huge tenstion amonst them selfs, now the Entire tenstion was upon The Cloaked Stranger and his (also now strange) Katana facing Grand Admiral Cracken with his Blue Crystal LightSaber.*

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*Cracken thinks. He hits a silent button on his lightsaber, and it signals his Imperial guard.*

 

I have no quarrel with anyof you, this is for me personal safety....

 

*he dissapeared, out of everyone's view, and suddenly the Royal imperial Guard, flanked but 60 stormtroopers, enter, blasters firing! Lots of innocents are hurt or arrested*

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Jek the Barman continues to clean the bar glasses and says to himself:

 

"pfff I'm not impress by some lousy katana..."

 

A Stormtrooper blaster laser hits and breaks the glass he was holding, Jek sighs and starts cleaning an other one. Stormtrooper Bar raids were frequent in these harsh times.

 

Not paying any close attention to what is going on, Jek continues in whistling the "Darth Vador" tune with a Jazzy sound to it.

 

 

 

[This is a message for those of you who role play over at the "Omnipresent Chaos" Thread (Hence Cracken, Deac and Scarface). I havn't posted there in a while because I don't have time to properly type what I want to. This lack of time is due to a Math Exam I'll have in a couple hours and that I've been studying for the last few days... I'll post on the OC Thread Tomorow or after the exam...]

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*Termand Rwos finds himself in a jungle several million light years away, wondering what the heck he'd just left. He'd clearly seen himself blow up in a bunch of green and pink goo, which he was certain wasn't the color of his innards. He also could have sworn he'd seen Syrnyl Darkstar. And then his out-of-control teleporter had decided to take him somewhere else again. Oh well he thought. Didn't seem like my kind of place anyway.*

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*After being locked up, it only seems the teh Stranger can only handle the Katana, not even a droid can handle it. it seems the Katana can only choose whom ever wields it....*

 

could post more on here but not enough time for full thoguht

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Oh Gods! It WAS Rwos! Why can't I just lead a normal life?!

 

*Bartender gets out harmonica, Syrnl a guitar*

 

Syrnl is my first name,

My second name is Darkstar,

Lost my woman,

And the annoying gargoyle's gone! Oh yeah!

 

Well, I come home from work!

I work all day!

Just had a fight

With my wussy brother,

We never got on,

Since we lost our mother

The swords messed us up

I'm drinking it away

I'm Syrnl Darkstar!

Submit! Today!

 

*It is clear that Syrnl has perhaps had to much to drink...*

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Bluesy, very bluesy.

 

The Bartender and Syrnl drown down there sorrows in glasses of good ol illegaly imported Correllian Ale Deluxe (Jek had kept this very rare bottle for a special occasion...)

 

OoooH and they call me Jek

And this Cantina is all I own,

It's a real pain in the neck

But it's a place I can call home! Oh Yeah!

 

Hit it Syrnl !

 

*Syrnl plays a Bluesy guitar solo*

 

That's the stuff! *Snaps fingers*

 

New faces everyday

Step over my way

They' re welcomed to stay

As long as they pay.

 

Bring on the booze,

I got the Cantina Barsman Blues!

 

Just drinking some Ale,

Feeling kinda Stale

Staying out of jail,

Kuz the laws on my tail!

 

Bring on the booze,

I got the Cantina Barsman Blues!

 

*Bluesy harmonica solo followed by guitar*

 

Bring on the booze,

I got the Cantina Barsman Blues!

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*Syrnl grabs his guitar and begins to mosh*

 

Rock on, barman! This beats Deac Starkiller: The Opera!

 

 

 

My son ran away!

He's such a coward!

"Evil won't pay?"

No longer my ward!

Get lost you wuss!

Go kiss up to Deac!

That goody two shoes-he's a big Rebel freak!

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*G.A Cracken sat in his Star Destroyer's meditation chamber, concentrating. He has some scar tissue from some friendly fire, and wanted to try a Jedi Healing Technique. It should work. itting, he camled himself, and started the skill. He felt the wounds close, and heal. Excited, he felt triumphant! Then, like a brick wall, he lost the connection to the Force. The wounds returned. not long enough, DAMN. He wish he had ateacher, someone other than this stupid Holocron.*

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All da way Syrnl! Count me in. We must find a drummer but meanwhile we can use this DrumDroid over here:

 

:c3po: *DrumDroid proceeds in impressive drum solo but suddenly freezes*

 

:sweat: He-he, he's a bit rusty but it can be fixed. Just needs a bit of oil here and there, Voila!

 

:c3po: *Drum Droid finishes impressive drum solo*

 

:D cool droid ey?

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*A dark, cloaked figure walks in. People turn as they hear a familiar breathing voice, Darth Vader's. The figure plants his fists on his hips, spreading his robe to reveal Mandalorian Armor.*

Figure:"I'm ST-321, Imperial Freightor Pilot, marksman, bounty hunter, and a damn good pilot, and I'm here to find a repair shop for my damaged respirator"

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That'll do for now. A recording guy's coming later. We need to practice our music. I have an idea for our video: Hours of us killing rebels and me fighting my brother (Except the bits where I lose, which we edit out!)

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Hey Syrnl let's compose antother music. Ready DrumDroid?

 

:c3po: *bizarre electronic noise*

 

Great, give me a fast beat.

 

*Fast Hard Rock drum Beat begins and Syrnl follows with some kick ass heavy distortion guitar rhythm*

 

Dig this:

 

Hey you Rebel Scum !

Get out of my way you ugly bum

Back up ! Back up !

Or you shall Succumb !

 

Suuuuuucuuuuumb !

Rebel scuuuuum !

Suuuuuucaw-aw-aaaawb !

 

You Rebel scum !

See this blaster gun?

I'm fed up! fed up !

Then you better run !

 

Suuuuuucuuuuumb !

Rebel scuuuuum !

Suuuuuucaw-aw-aaaawb !

 

*Fast action Guitar solo, Syrnl must be using the force or something because he is playing GOD-LIKE*

 

Don' t ya dare turn back,

Or I shall attack !

No hesitation !

Against the Rebel Nation !

 

Suuuuuucuuuuumb !

Rebel scuuuuum !

Suuuuuucaw-aw-aaaawb !

 

Can't fight the temptation,

To kill this rebel degradation,

It is my life's dedication !

Laser reaches it's destination,

REBEL ANNIHILATION !

 

Suuuuuucuuuuumb !

Rebel scuuuuum !

Suuuuuucaw-aw-aaaawb !

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*A woman, simialr in features to Syrnl enters the bar and looks at Syrnl crossly*

 

Reletha: Father! Are you out drinking?! Mother would be so angry!

 

Hey Reletha, interested in helping with the band?

 

Reletha: I don't see why I should.

 

You'll earn enough to buy your own TIE Defender!

 

Reletha: I'm in!

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Jek is more preocuped for the band and doesn't have any time to serve the Cloaked Stranger so he activates WaiterDroid:

 

:bdroid1: "bzit, One shot coming up! Bzuyitszzz."

 

Jek: "Allright, The big first one is near. We're gonna Rock like if there was no tomorow !

 

WAITAMINUTE !!! We don't have a bandname ! Any suggestion Syrnl? Reletha? Drumdroid?"

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AT-ST?

 

We could say something like: "In the past you were rocked by the AC/DC, now it's time for the AT-ST !!!!"

 

or how about:

 

Star Death Destroyaz?

Rebel Killaz?

Tiez?

Dark Helmetz?

Dark Sidaz?

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