The Time of Survival

[Odan Thos]

OOC: This is a main story which no one is to play as a Force-User (So no Jedi, Sith, Kumori, esc...). This does not mean you may not run into them, just don't over use them. Other then that, almost anything goes (And there is also no groups with Force like powers which are to be created). Species with curtain gifts are still allowed also (like Miraluka seeing through the Force or Anzat mind control).

[glow=gold,2,300]A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...

Star Wars

The Time of Survival

The galaxy has finally put an end to the Jedi Civil War and know is looking towards the future. It is still unknown what future hold in store for the galaxy, but one think is clear, that the Jedi and Sith are not going to be a major part of it.

The Jedi Order has been stripped of almost all of there members and power. The Sith did not fair any better, being almost whip clean of the galaxy. This leaves the galaxy open for those not bound by these religions to step up and make it their own.

At this very moment powerful people are jumping at this new galaxy and consolidating there power. Peace, war, safety, crime, and everything else is now up to the individual which have never heard the voice of the Force. The Jedi and with are going to need time to recover, and everyone one else must just SURVIVE...[/glow]

[MikDaTv]

*Six pilots the Saucy Mare a Theta Class shuttle over the planet of Corellia. He had just left the planet, fleeing a gang of gamblers. He had lost a significant amount of money to them and when he couldn't pay up, things got "violent." needless to say, Six decided to run before killing them and fled the planet.*

"Now, to find some work."

[Odan Thos]

Full Name: Celestial Artificial Intelligent Program

Nickname: Cele

Age: Program: 21,258 years, droid body: 12 years, Appearance: 23 years old

Species: Advance Celestial A.I. in Human Replica Body

Appearance: Cele looks like a young business women in here twenties. She wears a black business jacket with a white shirt, black skirt, and black dress shows. She has deep blue eyes which when looked into they give people the filling that they she is cold and calculating. Here hair is black which is usually pulled back. She looks like she is in shape, but everything about here is an illusion. She is in fact a human replica droid.

Bio: Cele started her life as a program created be the last few Celestials to carry on there species. She was an exact copy of the matrixes which made up the Celestials. For over twenty thousand years she live and developed in a Celestial computer system located inside the Maw. There she developed her own personality and goals. Then a former Jedi named Ashla came into here life. After a few months, Ashla determined that Cele need a body, so Ashla took a huge amount of credits to pay for a body which Cele would find useful to be created. A human replica droid was the created in the image of truly beautiful Kumori women from a holocron. After being uploaded into the droid, Cele accompanied Ashla around the galaxy for several years. Two years ago, Ashla found a way to ascend to a high plan of existence and become more in one with the force then ever thought possible. This left Cele to carry out her goals of helping the galaxy.

[Odan Thos]

Cele was sitting in a conference room with three humans and on Twi-lak. "Listen, we have the chance to truly change the galaxy." Cele stood up and walked slowly around the table as she spoke. "Your companies have the opportunity to go into new directions. As a group we can make the Senate listen to us in a way which they have never had before. So do I have your support?" Cele did what see did best; she stared into the eyes of the other CEOs and made then fell like they had no other choose but to agree. They all quickly jumped on board and Cele sat back down and smiled. "Good, I think we may just be able to influence needed change." With that the meeting was other and the other CEOs left. Cele walked out of the conference room and headed back to her office. Cele had expanded here small shipping company into a major corporation within a year of not having to help Ashla. Now the Outer Rim Companies which included Outer Rim Production, Outer Rim Mining, and Outer Rim Shipping was pushing out of the Outer Rim and throughout the whole galaxy. Cele thought that she would need to change the name pretty soon, but that was still some time away.

[Cain]

Name: Daigo
Age: 38
Species: Mandalorian
Height/Weight: 6’3” 200lbs
Appearance: He wears dark armor and a jet pack on his back. His helmet is metal with a tinted mask that hides his face.
Weapons: Energy whip, blaster pistols, blaster rifle, grenades, flamethrower, etc.
Background: A ruthless bounty hunter from the core world of Corellia, Daigo is infamous across the galaxy for assisting the Sith in hunting down the last remnants of the Jedi. Those whom he hunts have come to know him by his icy demeanor and his signature whip that can ensnare even lightsabers. With both orders now all but spent Daigo has been looking for work in other parts of the galaxy and focusing in on new prey...

[MikDaTv]

Name: Djorn

Species: Gallofreyan

Sex: Male

Appearance: He wears a brown suit with white stripes and a white shirt. Over this he wears a brown trench coat.


(The dude standing in front, not the girl in the background.)

History: An extratemporal alien from the far distant future and from a galaxy very far way. He has lived for nearly 950 years before he stopped counting. He travels through space and time in a ship, the E.D.I.T.S (Extra Dimensional In Time and Space).

The ship appears to be nothing more then a wooden outhouse on the outside, but it's much larger on the inside. The door to the outside leads right into the control room, but the ship itself is miles in diameter, filled with all sorts of strange rooms, while to the casual observer on the outside it looks no bigger then a wooden phone booth.

Djorn himself looks human but on the inside is definably not. He has a binary heart system. (two hearts. one on either side of his chest). He can absorb vast amounts of radiation and expel it from his body like sweat. He has mild telepathic abilities when in physical contact with another person and his brain is very dense, able to contain vast amounts of scientific knowledge.

His technology is also amazing. He uses no direct weapons of any kind, choosing instead to let his environment provide tools for him. One of the only tools he carries are his Gravity Wrench, a devise that can operate mechanisms and parts through manipulation of gravity fields. The other tool he uses is a patch of slightly psychic paper. Through psychic suggestion he can make most people see whatever he wants them to on the paper (Usually some form of ID or credentials).

He may produce other devises as well over the coarse of his adventures. his pockets seem to have the same technology that his ship does. They're bigger on the inside then on the outside.

Now he travels space and time, seeking out adventure and mysteries. For now, he has settled on this particular galaxy and period of history to do some traveling.

SUCK ON THAT GRAND.
That is how you make an extraordinary alien race from a far away place with overpowering technology.

[MikDaTv]

*The EDITS gently fades into existance inside a large janitors closet somewhere on Corellia. The sudden displacment of matter goes unnoticed by the busy people walking around outside the closet. The door hinged open and Djorn peeked his head out. The sudden smell of spilled high power cleaning liquid hit his nose and he cringed back.*

"I always end up in the nicest places."

*Djorn took a step out and looked around the small room and all the liquids and cleaning utensils there.*

"Well at least my landing site was clean."

*With that, Djorn opend the closet door and stepped out into the hallway. If anyone had thought i strange that a strangly dressed man had walked out of a supposidly empty closet, none of them showed it. they just went about their buisiness, hurring to get from one place to the next. Djorn took a deep breath and let the smells hit him. so many different species and people. This is going to be a fun time. Djorn turned around and closed the door to the EDITS, locked it, then closed the closet door and used his Gravity Wrench to lock it as well.*

"Where to go first?..."

*Djorn walked out into the crowed of busy people.*

[Odan Thos]

Cele looked at her watch. She knew people started to wonder why she was never seen going out to lunch or even going to the restroom, so she had made it a consist effort to make it appear that she did all the functions of a normal human. Cele got up from her desk and walked out. She turned to her assistant and told him that she was heading out to lunch. She walked to the elevator and headed to the lobby of the Skyscraper to walk around until it she felt like going back to work.

[MikDaTv]

*Djorn dodged and weaved his way through the people. Lunch must have just let out or something. Djorn came to a large room near the base of the tower which he decided must be the buildings lobby. He tried to not run into anyone but he's never been much a social person and he was going against the crowd so an incident was bound to happen. his leg hooked on a rolling backpack (Oh how i hate rolling back packs.) and Djorn went down, pulling a breifcase or data pad or two on the way down.*

"Ohh, rats. great first impression on the public."

[Odan Thos]

Cele bent down and offered the strange man a hand up. "You got to watch yourself or you well fall a lot more." Cele gave the man a strong pull and brought him back to his feet. "Just feel luck you where not on Courscant, or you would have been trampled to death." Cele looked at the man and felt like something was off. It was mainly the dress, it did not seem in style with most words, and the few it would be where not human species. Cele put this out of her mind and continued the small talk. "Where are my manners, I am tell you how to live your life without even telling you my name. I am Cele." Cele smiled and held out her hand.

[MikDaTv]

*Djorn took the ladys hand and was supprised when she yanked him up. he waved his hand in the air at everyone around them while Cele looked at his clothes.*

"I'm ok, i'm ok."

*Djorn looked back down at Cele just as she finished introducing herself. He took her hand and shook it with both hands.*

"Nice to meet you. I am of coarse Djorn. I must thank you for your assistance."

*The woman pussled him. he could usually get some kind of psychic reading off people when he touched them but he wasn't getting anything from Cele's hand. this meant she had a very strong mind or she was much more interesting then she seemed.*

"Tell me, what do you do here?"

[Odan Thos]

Cele was got was trying to read the man's bio-signs but all her sensors where getting off the wall readings. She figured he was just another near human which she had not meant. "Well, I am the owner of the Outer Rim Companies and I have an office in this building." Cele still could not put her finger on what was wrong with humanoid but knew something was, so she thought she would explore this anomaly until she came up with a reasonable answer. "I was heading out to lunch, why don't you join me? You seem like the type of guy which has an interesting story or two." Cele gave the man a look and little smile which she picked up from observing females and the way they interacted with the opposite gender. She was hoping that the sign would be interpreted the proper way, having never used it before. "What do you stay, it would by my treat."

[MikDaTv]

"Ah yes, the ingestion of molecular sustinance."

*Djorn thought for a moment. Perhapse some food would be good. i havn't eaten anything in a long time.*

"Very well then, lead on."

*Djorn checked his vest pocket. there were a few coins in there from 19 century earth, a crystal denoid from the planet Raxacorocusphalipathorias from the year 9-19/apple - widget, but no money which might be usefull to him hear and now.*

"And it's a good thing its your treat."

[Odan Thos]

Cele just led the stranger to a small restaurant close to the skyscraper. It was not to busy and they where seated quickly. The waitress handed them menus. "So can I get the two of you anything to start out with?” Cele could eat, but did not like to because it was a complete waste of money, sense she would just have to throw it away later. She however had to keep up her appearance of human because people would not like knowing a company as powerful as ORC was ran by a computer program, no matter how good of one. "I well start with a glass of Corellia Gin on the rocks." The waitress wrote it down and turned to the other human. "And you?"

[MikDaTv]

"Oh... well i'll have the... no, how about the... no, oh i know. Water please."

*Djorn closed his menu and looked around at the people for a minute while the waitress scurried off to do her rounds. After a minute he looked back at Cele.*

"So, what kind of business do you do?"