Welcome to Gaia! ::

Welcome to the first ever roleplay of this guild! I know what you're thinking. Cool, huh? Well, yes, yes it is. Here you can roleplay Star Wars. You will become Star Wars. You are Star Wars.

A few rules before we start:
1. Romance is allowed, but no cybering. Not even in PMs. That's just gross
2. Respect. I pity the fool who doesn't respect
3. We are god. And by we, I mean me and angel.
4. Have fun. If you don't have fun, I kill you!
5. PM your profile to me. Title it Star Wars. If you post before you are accepted, you are blacklisted. If you don't follow this rule, your profile might not get accepted.

((Let's get started roleplaying. By the way, I don't have to have a profile because here I can basically do anything. But I won't god mod. I just have a perfect plan of my profile, and I do not wish it to be revealed.))

Jedi Master Tseebo, the green Twi'lek, smoothed back his 'hair' and grabbed his lightsaber on his robes. He turned it on, and a green light reflected his skin perfectly. He got in his Shii Cho form, and looked around. "Netsubo? Netsubo? We are about to go on a mission, padawan. I don't think you want to miss this!" he shouted through the halls of the Jedi temple. He grabbed his other lightsaber, and turned it on. He was wielding 2 weapons, a feat difficult to manage.

"It took some persuading, but the Jedi Council agreed to let us get up and close with Xi'Dec!" he exclaimed. "Doesn't 180 different sexes sound promising? If you thought male and female was interesting, imagine being attracted to almost anything between male and female! What I would give to become a Xi'Dec!" he exclaimed. "But unfortunately I was born a Twi'lek. So meet me in the shuttle bay and let's get aboard the most famous freighter in the galaxy, the Ebon Hawk!" With that, Tseebo waved his hands and a deep sound resonated. He ran with inhuman speed towards the shuttle bay, lightsabers drawn.

Tseebo turned, and blocked the lightsaber with his own. "It's a good thing that all padawans get training lightsabers, or that would of left a permanent mark," he said, sparks flying. "But yet, padawan, your mind is clouded. Something disturbs you. You should know you shouldn't keep anything from me," Tseebo said, and turned from the lightsaber. "Tell me what it is that disturbs you."

"You certainly are persistent!" said the Twi'lek, then ducked an upcoming blow. He jumped to give her a stab in the knees, but she parried it with a single stroke. "You're getting better," he said, and spun on the ground, causing him to stand back up. "I guess we have to finish this a different time! For now, we got to depart, now!" screamed the master, and ran to the Ebon Hawk.

Tseebo pointed to the room right in front of the entrance and exit of the ship. "Here is the garage," he explained. "Here is a workbench. This is where you can upgrade your lightsaber, to get it from being yellow. I told you to stop playing pazzak with other students. They are not used to gambling as much as you, so you had bound to win." Tseebo walked out of the door to the garage and went to the pilot seat. He looked up a list of the planets, and scanned it intently.

((Mom is forcing me to bed. Only have time for this post))

((Time to reveal part of my hidden bio. Also, I read a book about Star Wars, so I will talk about that book a bit.))

Tseebo was sitting on the seat of the Ebon Hawk, the boosters igniting, causing it to rise up in the air. He flew up in the air, the memories of the Kittik still in his mind. He put on a headset, and turned it on. "Exclamatory remark: Darth Mitzi, I thought I'd never hear from you again. Query: Where did you go?" asked HK-47. "Please HK, be quiet. I have a Jedi Apprentice in the garage over there." "Query: Later, will you be killing that meatbag?" "Sorry HK, not today," he said. The ship floated, and kicked into a hyper drive to the planet Stic.