Darklighter Posted August 4, 2002 Share Posted August 4, 2002 Obi, that was hilarious:lol:Wow! Looks like you've left it at a bit of a cliffhanger, huh? Me and Divine are gonna duel again...should be good:) btw, just to let you know, Divine will be back tomorrow on the 5th Aug. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dissectional Posted August 4, 2002 Share Posted August 4, 2002 mmk, i think i got all the ideas together for another short story. It's about the same as all of yours, a fellow student becomes my rival, we fight, blah blah yackety yackety. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dissectional Posted August 4, 2002 Share Posted August 4, 2002 Dissectional was walking through the gardens one day, just BSing with his master, Dath Maximus. it was a fine sunny day, and Darklighter's whale hummed and spouted water high in the air out on the lake. "... yeah, those were the good old days. Thrashing 6 bounty hunters single-handedly was quite a feat, if not near impossible." Dissectional loved to bring up old tales of their exploits. "Well, you had 4 ganging up on you, and you took them out without even igniting your saber." Maximus couldn't believe how his padawan had grown. only 6 years Dissectional had been at the academy, and he was nearly as powerful as the likes of Darklighter and Whitedragon. He would be a jedi soon enough. On his way back from lunch, a student, Tyrac Tulus, bumped into him in the hallway. "What the hell you think you're doing, Krayt dung?" He snarled with a cocky attitude. "Sorry, i wasn't looking where i was going. My apologies." Dissectional tried to play nice, though he did not like the look of this fellow one bit. Tulus barked, "You want to apologize, then lick my boot!" After that comment, several students stopped to gaze at the brewing fight. "Lick your boot?! Who the hell do you think you are?" Dissectional did not tolerate such direct insults. "I'm Tyrac Tulus, and I qualified in the top 10 for the saber tournament!" This one was a piece of work, and Dissectional knew it. He stepped up and whispered into his ear, "Who do you think qualified at number one?" then he stepped back with a smile on his face. "Dissectional? Well you look like a puss to me. On guard!" with that, Tulus' purple blade flared up and Dissectional's green one met it. Tulus lashed out at Dissectional, only to be parried and blocked. "look at you! you're leaving yourself open after almost every shot. Your style is alright, but your technique needs a bit of work." and with that, he knocked Tulus' saber out of his hand and killed his own blade, clipping it back onto his belt. "Well, have a nice day!" Dissectional quipped as he strolled off, leaving Tulus dumbfounded. To be continued... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whitedragon Posted August 4, 2002 Share Posted August 4, 2002 ok ive decided to put my summery into story form so bare with me:D it was a very cold day, it was always cold on tranquis but to day was extreamly cold and to make it even worse their was a blizzard. ian redhammer was about 7 or so and he was out getting food, his father was dead and his mother was sick so he had to do about everything. the snow was so thick that you could bairly see anything in front of you but he still walked on towards the town. it seemed like hours when he left his house but it was only afew minuts. he kept sinking in the snow like it was almost quicksand and dident even notice when his foot went straight through the snow and he fell into a room. ian looked up and saw only darkness. he lit a glow stick and sawthat the room was filled with books and tabels and boxes full of tools. some urge made him open a book and read it. he dident understand why or how but he could read the symbols on the pages the book was called "history of the jedi" and he started to read. he read and read through book after book untill the blizzard stoped. he looked through the hole in the roof sunlight was shineing and he had to get the food back to his mother. he quickly went to town and came back to his house. his mother was lieing on her bed and she even looked pailer than when he left her, ian knew in his heart that she would die soon. "ian" she said "yes mom im here" "thank goodness, i thought you were caught in that blizzard." "no im ok mom, you just get some rest" ian said with tears in his eyes. a few mounths after that ians mother died in her sleep. ian had no family, no friends, no nothing he was completely and utterly alone. dragon kept going back to the room with the books and read and re read them for years. when he was 14 he constructed a dual lightsaber, after studying each saber style he like this one the best. he trained and trained and even discovered he had the power called the force. when he was 16 he went to the town to find a job and found one as a speeder machanic. he also met a woman name elly and they got married when he was 21 and had a son when he was 23 but all his happyness would soon change. ian was in the middle of shoping with his wife when the heard some people yelling to "make way for lord dark angel" he looked through the street to find a large band of people with blasters encircleing a man with black clothes and something hanging on his belt that looked like a lightsaber. another man who looked to be about ians age was next to him and he also carried a lightsaber. one of the gards went over to him "get out of the street" "what is the meaning of this" ian yelled. "your new master is comeing through town so i suggest you get out of the street. ian backed away and his wife went up to him "whats going on ian" "ill soon find out" the next few weeks were like a living hell. dark angel and his son shadow angel were taxing the entire planet into extinction and those who did not pay the taxes were killed on site. ian trained harder than ever on those weeks.one day as ian was rideing to work on his swoop he found the whole town destroyed, they had tryed to rise agenct dark angel but his forces were too great. dragon saw to his horror that not one was left alive not even the childern. anger swelled un inside of him and he knew what he must do. dark angel was inside his castel in his thrown room alone. he had sent shadow angel to supervise the tax collecting. he started to hear blaster fire and alot of yelling. as the noises grew nearer he ignited his curved handel lightsaber and waited. a man with long hair a leather jacket and a dual lightsaber burst into the room. "DARK ANGEL" the man yelld. "your raign over this planet ends today" he ran at dark angel with rage in his heart. dark angel was supprised how skilled he was. they fought for houres both seemed to never tire. they got into a saber lock and pushed all their strength agenct eachother. "tell me what is your name" dark angel said. "my name is IAN REDHAMMER" ian then ducked and broke the saber lock and then stabbd dark angel through the stomach. ian walked out of the room without even looking to see his enemy fall on the ground. shadow angel came back to the castel a few minuts after ian had left and saw that it looked like a slaughter house. he ran into the thrown room and saw his father dieing on the floor. he ran over and tryed to heal him with the force. his father grabed his arm "dont even try i am dieing" "no you cant die father" "the only thing you can do now is rule in my place" "who did this to you father" "his name was i-ian re-redhammer" dark angel died and his son let out a below of rage. shadow angel found out who it was and now found out where he was. he alone walked into ian redhammers house. he heard a woman singing and saw her over a babys crib. she turned around abruptly when she heard shadow angel come in. "your husband...where is he." "who are you" shadow angel slaped the woman accross the face. "you answer questions you dont ask them" "he off on getting some supplys" "where" "i wont tell you" he slaped her again and the baby started crying "my patchience growns thin" "leave us alone" "fine then i will not troubel you any more" shadow angel ignited his light saber and ran elly through with it. he walked over to the crib and looked down on the child. he put his fingers very gently around the babys neck and then very slowly began to squeese. ian came home and found that his house was on fire he got closer and found two bodys on the ground. his wife and his child. he was horrorfied and collapsed to his knees he picked up his wife and started to weep bitterly he looked at his house two words were writen in the stone "shadow angel." darkside energy swirled around him and he let out a below of rage so loud that the ground beneath him seemed to shake. after afew days a ship landed a few clicks away from ians house a hooded man walked out and walked to ians house. when he got there he saw ian looking at two graves. "hello" the man said. ian said nothing "my name is obi-wan13" "if your looking for directions look somewhere else" "i am a jedi" ian looked at the man "what is it that you want" "i felt a desterbance in the force and i felt it here." "ill ask one more time what do you want" "for you to come with me. i know what has happened here and i want to help you. come with me to the jedi acadamy we can help you" "i need no help jedi" ian started to walk inside "you are going down a very dangerous path ian redhammer if you keep like this the darkside will consume you" the darkside, ian had heard of that and of those who wealded its power he did not want to end up like them. ian turned around "jedi if what you say is true then i shall come with you, if you help me battle the darkside then i shall become part of your acadamy" he knew this man spoke the truth he could sense it. obi-wan came forward and shook ians hand. and the rest is history:D what do you think Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darth Slayne Posted August 4, 2002 Share Posted August 4, 2002 Well here's the last bit of my story. Sorry Reb, didn't realise that you answered my PM. No pop up thingy. Anyway, without further adue... The jet-black angular craft shot through space like a poisoned dart intent upon its target. To an innocent onlooker it would have seemed as though the mysterious vessel exuded an air of urgency, and a sense of foreboding that spoke of death to any foolish enough to hinder its course. But here in this remote part of space there were no innocent onlookers. For no one in their right mind would have stayed within the shadow of the hulking Star destroyer that loomed menacingly nearby. Yet the pilot of this strange ship did not fear such things, as he headed directly for the huge warship. He had come far in search of such a vessel, and now his search was over. “Stygian Wraith to Star destroyer Renegade.” Darth Slayne casually spoke into the receiver. “Requesting clearance to land, respond please.” There was a long pause and Slayne watched the data readout on one of the small screens before him. Various diagrams and technical information flashed across the screen as the Stygian Wraith's scanning equipment virtually pulled the Star destroyer to pieces, inspecting every minute detail down to the smallest weld. One particular piece of data caught his eye and Slayne smiled at how predictable imperial forces could be. Sure enough, the destroyer was preparing to launch a group of Tie fighters. He knew he could take them out easily if he wanted, but that was not his purpose here. “Stygian Wraith.” An arrogant voice replied. “You will not deviate from your current coarse. Decrease your approach speed by point five and await fighter escort. Failure to do so will result in your immediate destruction. Do I make myself clear?” “Message received.” Slayne spoke with undisguised contempt. “Stygian out!” A smirk grew on Darth Slayne's lips as he contemplated the ignorance of the man's tone. He knew full well that the officer would not have spoken so had he known to whom he was speaking. He would teach this man fear should he speak in such a tone again. The Sith lord reached forward and adjusted the ships scanning frequency, tightening the focus upon the Star destroyer's bridge and its security systems. Long strings of data immediately rolled down the screen as his ships computer discretely sliced through the encryption codes protecting the destroyers surveillance systems. It didn't take long for an image to appear on a separate monitor depicting the officer in question. Again, Slayne smiled. He was proud of his ship's capabilities. Though the Stygian Wraith was armed with a formidable weapons array, she was not built so much for battle, as she was for stealth and speed. Her sole purpose was to gather information; a veritable surveillance platform using only the most sophisticated tracking and espionage equipment available. Not much escaped the attention of the Wraith's systems. As the newly launched Tie's rapidly advanced, the Sith lord watched with amused interest the conversation that took place on the bridge of the Star destroyer. “I don't like this one bit.” The commander said to some other officer. “There's something suspicious about that ship.” “Do you think we should alert Lord Malice?” The other man asked, trying not to look frightened. “No.” The commander answered reluctantly. “It's probably some mercenary scum trying to sell information again.” As if a sudden idea occurred to him, the commander turned once more to the communications console. “Stygian Wraith.” The commander demanded, his voice even more arrogant. “State your Identity and intentions immediately. That isn't a request!” They never learn, Slayne found himself thinking. He closed his eyes and reached out with the force, projecting his will toward the bridge of the large ship. He found his target easily and began constricting the arrogant fool's airway. The sound of the man's desperate gasping came through his ships speakers as the Sith Lord reached down and reopened the comm channel. “Such things are of no concern to you Admiral.” Slayne said in a tone that meant certain doom. Even as he tightened his grip around the unfortunate officers neck, he could feel the probing touch of another Lord of the Sith. “That will be enough Lord Slayne…” The voice spoke in his mind. “Proceed to the main hangar…I will await your arrival…” Darth Slayne released his grip on the officer and proceeded toward the increasing mass of the imperial star ship. As the six Tie's fell into formation around him, the Admiral's voice once more sounded through the speaker: “Permission to land granted, Stygian Wraith.” This time the voice was not so sure of itself… -------- Darth Malice sat upon the mat in his customary cross-legged fashion and meditated. The demons inside him had surfaced yet again, like they always had; and likely always would. A part of him still couldn't come to grips with what he had done; he had tuned his back on the very ones who saw him as a friend. Or had they? No, he didn't belong there because the dark side was too strong in him. But did he truly belong here? Did Obi Wan, the man who took him in when no other would, mean so little to him that he would even now hunt him and his fellow Jedi down? He began to wonder just what he had become. It seemed he had been doing that a lot as of late. He was half human, half Zabrak, and yet he was neither. So what was he? A monster more like… A signal from the door to his private chambers snapped him from his reverie. Composing himself, Darth Malice rose to his feet and faced the door. “Enter.” He said quite simply. The door slid open to reveal a pale looking officer. “My Lord Malice,” the man stank of nervousness, “your guest is here as you have commanded.” “Bring him in Captain.” Malice replied. The officer stood aside to reveal a tall black robed figure flanked on either side by a pair of clone troopers. Without further prompting the hooded man stepped silently into the room and waited. Darth Malice regarded this mysterious stranger for a brief moment, noting the fact that he was just a little too light on his feet. A man of stealth, he mused. “That will be all Captain.” Malice commanded. “You may leave us.” The officer looked visibly relieved as he left the room along with the white clad troopers. Only when the door had closed did he return his attention to the robed figure before him. “What is it that you seek, Slayne?” The question was simple. He saw no need to be elaborate or imposing. And he already knew what the answer would be. “I have received a summons from your master.” The man stated, reaching up to pull the hood back. Piercing red-yellow eyes regarded Malice as long strands of blonde hair tumbled free of the hoods restraint, framing a face that was thin and pale of complexion. “I seek to join the new order of the Sith.” “If it's an apprenticeship you're after,” Malice stated, “you should seek out Master Devine. Why waste my time?” There was something about this strange man, but he couldn't quite pin it down. “I am here because I am not aware of the location of the Master's academy.” Slayne replied. “I have been….out of touch for a while.” There, Malice mused. There was something about his background. But what? The half Zabrak studied the stranger for a brief moment. He sought an apprenticeship, yet he seemed more capable than he was letting on. He had already witnessed Slayne's abilities with the force. No aspiring apprentice could have reached out and choked a man from such a long distance. That required training and discipline. “If that's all you seek, then I shall give you the coordinates, and you can be on your way.” “I thank you, Lord Malice.” Slayne replied with a respectful bow. “There is one other thing.” “And what would that be?” “I have come across a large number of Jedi hiding on a remote forest planet not too far from here.” Darth Slayne reported. “I have already taken the liberty of transferring the coordinates to your ships logs.” “How long ago was this?” Malice enquired. This man proved full of surprises. “One standard day ago. But they were alerted to my presence, and may even now be evacuating. I suggest that you move against them now before it is too late.” “This is welcome news Lord Slayne.” Malice said with an air of victory. “You will be a great asset to the Emperor. A great asset indeed.” “Thank you Lord Malice.” Slayne responded. “Now If you will excuse me, I am eager to start my apprenticeship, and wish to continue my journey with great haste.” “Very well then, I will give you the coordinates now.” Darth Malice turned to retrieve a nearby data pad. He suddenly paused before inputting the required digits. Something held him rigid for just a fraction of a second. But it was more than enough time for the vision to manifest itself… “I loved you…” Was all she could say before the light of life vanished forever from her eyes… Lord Malice shook the vision off with a shudder, paused again, and entered the coordinates into the data pad. Slayne sensed something amiss, Malice could feel it, but he dared not show it. He handed the data pad over. Darth Slayne bowed in gratitude and moved silently for the door. “One last thing Lord Slayne.” Malice stated with a hint of admonishment. “Please restrict your surveillance scans to vessels deemed suspicious to our course.” “As you wish Lord Malice.” He answered with more than a litle injured pride in his tone. “I have some advice for you as well, my Lord.” Malice looked sharply at the new Sith Lord, and knew he would speak his mind regardless. “Go ahead.” He stated with cold suspicion. “Hide well your compassion, for it may prove to be the end of you.” A flash of anger shot through Darth Malice at these words and he stared into the red-yellow eyes of this strange man. But what he found was not hate or spite, it was something else. Only when Darth Slayne had left did he realise what it was. Understanding of the torment he was going through, with a hint of genuine concern. For some time he pondered the implications of this revelation. Had he found a kindred spirit? Or was this just a warning of some possible disaster destined to occur? Then he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and he spun to face the presence that had invaded the sanctuary of his modest chamber, his hand reaching for his saber. But what stood before him could not be effected by any mortal weapon. All he could do was stare in stunned disbelief. She was beautiful, this spirit that now regarded him with both pity and forgiveness in her eyes. But there were tears as well, a sense of loss that somehow stretched across countless years. She was Twi'lek, much like his own beloved. “It is too late for my beloved.” The green skinned spirit said in a soft voice full of regret. “His true self died long ago.” “I don't understand.” Malice murmured. “What has this got to do with me?” “Your true self yet lives.” Already she was beginning to fade. “I implore you! Don't let the fate of my love become yours…she needs you too much…” And then she was gone. Lord Malice stood a long time in silence with only the sound of his own heartbeat for company. He felt more alone now than he had ever felt before. He suddenly needed to relax, and he turned to face the mat he always sat upon when meditating. Then he stopped, and found that he couldn't. He dared not! He could not face the blue skinned face of his own torment. But he knew he could not avoid it forever. She would be waiting for him, like she always did, and he did not want her to see what he had become; or what he may yet become. Did not want her to see that even now he had to strike against the hidden Jedi. His former friends. If he did not act, Master Devine would surely know of it when Slayne arrived at the academy. His options on the matter were fast closing. He had to act. Yes, he would give them two more days. If they were not gone by then, he would have no choice but to destroy them… ------- The Stygian Wraith touched down at the Sith academy two days after Lord Malice had failed to locate and destroy the defeated Jedi. In the days that followed, Darth Slayne was rigorously tested by the Dark Emperor himself. “You have great potential my young apprentice,” Devine said with tone that spoke volumes of his own power, “and you have learned much in all your years. The Jedi will be no match for one of your experience.” “I am grateful that I please you Master.” Darth Slayne said with the utmost respect. Devine was indeed worthy of his service. And he would serve him unfalteringly. “However,” The Dark Emperor added. “I will appoint you a master that you will obey as though his authority were my own. In this way you will prove your loyalty to me.” “Yes my master.” Slayne said with a little disappointment evident in his tone. “Patience my apprentice.” Devine said, picking Slaynes thoughts easily from his mind. “In time you will in turn have your own apprentice. And you will train him in the ways of the Ancient order. Then he in turn will do likewise. You will be a great asset to us. A great asset indeed. I have foreseen it.” “Yes my master.” Slayne said with a lot more enthusiasm. And for no apparent reason at all, the Emperor began cackling with evil mirth at something only he saw as humorous… ----------------------------------- There, all done. What did you think? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reb Starblazer Posted August 4, 2002 Share Posted August 4, 2002 That was great man. Captured my character pretty much perfectly, so there's no need of changing it. As for Malice's tale, I'll post his beginning's here soon. But right now, I'm going to be posting in the Episode II thread, with a totally new story. There may even be a blue skinned Twi'lek in there somewhere... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darth Slayne Posted August 4, 2002 Share Posted August 4, 2002 Can't wait. I'm just gaoing to wait around for Devine to come back before doing anything else. Don't want to get too carried away. Thanks for the support. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dath Maximus Posted August 5, 2002 Share Posted August 5, 2002 well fine people i must say the stories have gotten better but i need to say bye for the time being. i have to go back to school now starting with band camp so i shall be making less appearences from now untill i can get on the pc. so peace out. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dissectional Posted August 5, 2002 Share Posted August 5, 2002 I'm working on part 3 of my story, kinda putting the pieces together, so stay tuned for another exciting episode of Dissectional's backstory. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whitedragon Posted August 5, 2002 Share Posted August 5, 2002 so what do you guys think of my story Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darth Slayne Posted August 5, 2002 Share Posted August 5, 2002 That was pretty cool Whitedragon! Baby killers......(shudder). Keep up the good work! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whitedragon Posted August 5, 2002 Share Posted August 5, 2002 Originally posted by Darth Slayne That was pretty cool Whitedragon! Baby killers......(shudder). Keep up the good work! thanks alot Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darklighter Posted August 6, 2002 Share Posted August 6, 2002 This thread is falling behind guys:( I will post my story a little later maybe, but I'd like to keep this going for a little bit longer, to give evryone a chance to write about their character's history. I'm kinda wanting Divine to get back so he can write the next part of our story: The Jedi Games. I think its basically just lightsaber duel competition, but I'm not sure exactly:)I'll let whoever carries on with it to think of it. - Divine...if you want to know whats happening, just skip back and read the last few posts from me and obi-wan. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dissectional Posted August 7, 2002 Share Posted August 7, 2002 Yeah, i included the jedi games in my story. thats where all the stuff between my rival and I is going to unfold. i figure i'll write the last piece of my story, which will be the longest. as always, stay tumed saber ass whoopin fans! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darth Slayne Posted August 8, 2002 Share Posted August 8, 2002 C'mon guy's Darklighter has a point, this thred is falling behind. I'm not planning on adding anything else here, unless things get bad enough for this thread. I'll be concentrating more on the main battle thread for now. C'mon guy's, don't be shy..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darklighter Posted August 10, 2002 Share Posted August 10, 2002 Come on guys, this is on page 3! I'll write a little more tomorrow...in the mean time can we keep it in the Swamp please? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darth Slayne Posted August 21, 2002 Share Posted August 21, 2002 Eh....*giggle* A shameless bump on my behalf to raise this thread from the ashes. lol. Surely there is somebody out there who has yet to put in a character backgound story? Anyone? Hmmmmmm? C'mon! This was on page 6 for crying out loud. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whitedragon Posted August 21, 2002 Share Posted August 21, 2002 ok ill put my last one it had been 6 months sence ians family died and the hurt was still with him, it isent exactly something you get over with quickly when your wife and child were murdered by someone youve never met. dragon had started teaching lightsaber tacktics and found with surprise that he was the only real lightsaber trainer. obi-wan, darklighter and devine spirit had taken ian in as if he were their own brother, and in a sence he was. ian decided to change his name to white dragon, it was his nick name, because the name ian redhammer brought back so many bad memorys. dragon finnaly felt at peace when h was at the acadamy, something that was rare in his life. dragon had been searching in his free time for the demon named shadow angel and devine spirit helped him alot, devine was a very powerful jedi and there was something about him that dident feel quite right but dragon always dismissed it. one day they were looking and devine found something. "if what you said was correct i beleve his ship is headed for coruscant" said devine "coruscant, ive never been there, whats it like," devine thought dragon had brain damage but then remembered that dragon was from a backwater planet. "well its....big" devine said. when dragon got to coruscant he thought he mite faint. he had never seen so many buildings or people, not even in books, even if devine had given him a full map, a lecture, pictures, and every single fact about the planet it still wouldent have prepaired him for it. he tryed to keep his mind focused and use the force to sooth him. after hours of useing data banks and asking in local bars he found out where shadow angel was. the building that dragon came to was at least 200 storys tall. he walked in and found no people, no furniture, no nothing. dragon was on his guard as he walked through the empty room. the door in front of him suddenly opened and a man with blue hair and a trench coat came in. "follow me" dragon knew who this was and knew why he had killed his family...because dragon killed angels family first. angel led dragon to a large circlular platform out side on the top floor. "we are both here for revenge, yes" angel said. dragon was silent. "well then lets get started" without warning angel tookout his saber and charged. dragon started only blocking at first because he knew that revenge was the way of the dark side. they got into saber lock and shadow angel started talking. "why dont you attack redhammer arent yo angry that i killed your family....you should have seen you wifes face when i stabed her, i knew she wanted to cry out for you but i stoped her ability to talk...and of your child well i took it slow so that it would stop that annoying crying." dragons rage exploded and he began attacking in an insain bunch of sweeps from his saber. they both jumped backwards. "do you know how your father died" dragon said "he died a slow death, a death of a coward, if i had delayed my final blow he would have beged me to let him live, you father was a COWARD" both of them ran and clashed to gether so hard they both fell backwards. they were about to get up again but a clocked figure came into view "enough" he said "what do you want old man" angel said. a blue light came from the mans hand and hit them both and they both fell down uncounsious. dragon woke up next to his ship and had a spliting headache. he decided that he would come back when he had more strength. and tell obi-wan what had happened. but some day dragon would see angel again and he would make it their final meeting. dragon got back to the jedi acadamy and rested for a day. when he got up he decided to roam th acadamy grounds. he saw obi-wan in the cortyard. "good morning" dragon said. "oh good morning dident see you." they both stood for a moment and looked at the acadamy grounds. "nice morning for a moch duel" obi-wan said. dragon thought his mouth would fall off he was grining so much. "my thoughts exactly" they both headed off towards the dueling room and dragon thought that he was finnally some place that felt like home what do you think Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darklighter Posted September 11, 2002 Share Posted September 11, 2002 Wow this thread brings back memories eh?...it seems so long ago we did this, but nevertheless this thread will be resurrected once again... ...I am working on compiling the stories, and even though this is such an old thread I'd like to finish off what we started...so in the next few days I will be finding time to finish my story, and others can do the same if the so wish... This is also a good opportunity for all the new-ish guys to check out all the Academy member's writing talents:Dlol... Stand by...it is not over yet:) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clemme w/Stick Posted September 11, 2002 Share Posted September 11, 2002 First of all, I would like to complimemt the story! Its a great story and well written! I really like the energy that you put into it! Now for the more serious part! Whats this Acadamy Wars? Could any1 fill me in? Well, I dont hope that this has cost to much trouble, but a wise man once told me.....No question is ever stupid ~ Darth Groovy *Looks at Darth Groovy* Well, thx in advance!! -Clemme Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darklighter Posted September 11, 2002 Share Posted September 11, 2002 It's no stupid questions:)no worries, it's my fault I should have explained... Basically, a few months back obi-wan13 set up the LucasForums Jedi Academy (and what a brilliant Academy it is:D) it's main purpose was for teachers (ppl with over 1000 posts) to take on padawans who needed guidance in the way of using LucasForums (i.e. not spamming, flaming, etc.) Well, as we built up more of a following, we decided it would be fun to begin a story thread, using our usernames as character names in the story...and thus, the Academy Wars was born. The main plot was about the rivalry between obi-wan's and Divine Spirit's opposing Academies, and how the story of the battle ensued...good stuff I'll say lol, it was a lot of fun... But after a while the hype died down a little...the summer was over, ppl started going back to school, and the story was left a little unfinished...well, Episode was unfinished, but it only needed a good ending...Groovy and Reb were working on it I think...this thread contains all the character's backstories, and how they came to teh Academy... If enough ppl are still interested, it would be cool to get the story to Episode 3:) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whitedragon Posted September 11, 2002 Share Posted September 11, 2002 my story still wasent finished and i wasent supposed to stay on the darkside Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
-[MotU]-Lyger|=- Posted September 11, 2002 Share Posted September 11, 2002 yeeeahh.... ok.... well i fight using the lightside, and I win with it. so yeah Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phizzle Posted September 11, 2002 Share Posted September 11, 2002 Well it depends if I'm in the academy. I'm gonna start working on the map shortly almost done with them tutorials. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whitedragon Posted September 11, 2002 Share Posted September 11, 2002 Originally posted by GreenPanther Well it depends if I'm in the academy. I'm gonna start working on the map shortly almost done with them tutorials. ALRIGHT GO GREEN PANTHER!!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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