boxofdactyls | open star wars rp.

open star wars rp.

I've got a fever and the only prescription is more Star Wars.

Comment with one of yours and request one of mine from below.
Feel free to include a prompt (picture, song, thread pitch, etc.) and any AU information if you're playing a non-SW character.

Descriptions of my SW babies within:

	» Jacen Solo/Darth Caedus JEDI KNIGHT/SITH LORD ❝Suffering is the fuel in the engine of civilization. Now he begins to understand: because pain is a god... But it is also a teacher, and a bridge. It can be a slave master, and break you--and it can be the power that makes you unbreakable. It is all these things, and more. At the same time. What it is depends on who you are.❞ The first son of Han Solo and Leia Organa, the galaxy expected great things of Jacen and his twin sister, Jaina. Ambitious but analytical, in his youth a pacifist extremist and in his final years the leader of a fascist government and self proclaimed Sith Lord, Jacen's journey into trying to understand the Force and deal with the trauma of being raised in a war-torn galaxy and losing many close to him led him to rationalize great evil, and turn against those he loved in the end.	» Jaina Solo JEDI KNIGHT ❝"I name you the Sword of the Jedi. You are like tempered steel, purposeful and razor-keen. Always you shall be in the front rank, a burning brand to your enemies, a brilliant fire to your friends. Yours is a restless life and never shall you know peace, though you shall be blessed for the peace that you bring to others. Take comfort in the fact that, though you stand tall and alone, others take shelter in the shadow you cast."❞ The only daughter of Han Solo and Leia Organa, Jaina took after her father in many ways, growing to be an accomplished pilot and mechanic, while also completing her Jedi training. A Lieutenant Colonel in the military, and eventually the leader of Rogue Squadron, Jaina is a warrior in every way. Struggling against darkness of her own, she nevertheless was named the Sword of the Jedi and was the person to hunt down her brother turned Sith Lord Darth Caedus.
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	» Mara Jade (Skywalker) EMPEROR'S HAND/JEDI MASTER ❝"Service to evil is still evil. What you're saying is that doing something wrong isn't really wrong if your motives are good. That's nonsense."❞ Raised from youth to be a special operative for Emperor Palpatine, Mara was a top notch Force assassin and spy, who was compelled to follow the Emperor's final order after his death - to kill Luke Skywalker. However, things didn't turn out that way, and she grew to not only respect Luke, but to be redeemed and train as a Jedi and eventually marry him. A proud, tough woman on the outside, Mara is capable of deep compassion for those who earn her loyalty, but tends to have a sarcastic, dark sense of humor due to her experiences.		» Tenel Ka Djo JEDI KNIGHT/QUEEN OF HAPES ❝"My lineage is tainted by generations of bloodthirsty, power-hungry tyrants. I am not proud that I was born to the royal family of Hapes. I do not wish my friends to know that I am heir to the throne, because I have done nothing to earn it, choose it, or deserve it."❞ Born a princess of the venomous Hapes Consortium, Tenel Ka identified more strongly with the traditions of her mother's people, the Dathomiri witches, often seen as a barbaric clan of rancor-riding Force users. Trained as a Jedi in her youth, she kept the truth of her royal lineage secret from her fellow Jedi, which included Jaina - and her future lover Jacen Solo. Tenel Ka was forced to become Queen of Hapes eventually against her own wishes, and had a secret daughter with Jacen, turning against him when he became Darth Caedus. Incredibly serious, she comes off as almost entirely humorless, and has sported only one arm ever since Jacen accidentally cut off the other in their youth. As Queen, she became harder, more unyielding, and colder by necessity.
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	» Lumiya DARK LADY OF THE SITH ❝Vergere sacrificed herself so you could assume the Sith mantle she wanted for you. That's the kind of self-sacrifice no Jedi would admit is possible for the Sith, but it's the truth. Take what I have to teach you, Jacen. Take this place and the dark side power it contains. And use them against the forces that are trying to tear this galaxy apart. Restore order. Give your cousin, give the children in your family and your life the chance to grow up in a galaxy without war.❞ Another of Palpatine's elite units known as the Emperor's Hands, Lumiya was almost entirely disfigured on a mission to kill Luke Skywalker, and had most of her body replaced with cybernetics by Darth Vader. She trained at his feet afterwards to become a Dark Lady of the Sith, and plotted the downfall of the Jedi and the New Republic after her masters' deaths. She believed that order could only be restored to the galaxy by implementing a strong handed new Dark Lord, and she conspired with the fallen Jedi Vergere to create a new Sith Lord and help them ascend to the galaxy's throne. They set their sights on Jacen Solo and she was instrumental in his subsequent temptation and fall, guiding him to become Darth Caedus.		» Boba Fett (FANDOM) ❝Everyone dies. It's the final and only lasting Justice. Evil exists; it is intelligence in the service of entropy. When the side of a mountain slides to kill a village, this is not evil, for evil requires intent... There is no greater good than Justice; and only if law serves Justice is it a good law... I bow to no one and give service only for cause.❞ The only unaltered clone of Jango Fett, Boba was raised as the bounty hunter's son, and followed in his footsteps to become one of the galaxy's most fearsome hunters. Eventually, he became the Mandalore, leader of the Mandalorian people, and even eventually lent their aid to the New Republic against the invasion of the Vong. He agreed to train Jaina Solo in Mandalorian techniques to aid her in killing her brother, Darth Caedus. Irreverent, cunning, and callous, Fett nevertheless carries a strong sense of justice, moral obligation, and a code of honor.
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	» Corran Horn JEDI MASTER/CORELLIAN PILOT ❝Absolutely not. You're not going to the dark side on my watch. Do it on Luke's.❞ Corran's been a lot of things - ranging from a Corellian Security Force investigator to a Rogue Squadron fighter ace, eventually embracing his family heritage to become a Jedi Master in the New Jedi Order. A highly skilled pilot, Corran values his family greatly and was at first uncertain about becoming a Jedi, because he felt like it would involve giving up a lot of his personality. Very competitive, proud, and with a wry, sometimes irritable sense of humor, he's managed to develop his determination and analytical way of approaching situations into great benefits to the Jedi Order.		» Han Solo CANON OR EU FLAVOR ❝He was a headshot waiting to happen.❞ The consummate scoundrel, Han Solo was an orphanturned Imperial military officer who broke from service when he saved the life of a Wookiee prisoner who would become his best friend and co-pilot. Becoming an ally of the Rebel Alliance in their fight against the Empire, he met his future wife Leia Organa, and they eventually had a family... Before which point canon and the EU diverge quite a bit, but his life sucks either way, pretty much.
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[ she knew this was coming, from the moment the girl arrived.

she tenses a bit, but nods once, stiffly ] I bet you do.

Maybe some of them I can even answer.

Jakku. You brought me to the Outer Rim to hide me, didn't you? [ She has to guess that it was Mara, has to, because seeing Luke, the only familiarity she felt was from the Force, but seeing Mara ... that's something else. Like a more acute memory that simply won't form. More recent. More painful. ] Did you know what Kylo Ren was going to do? [ Did Mara hide her at the expense of everyone else in Luke's academy? ]

How much do you understand about the Force? What it's capable of?

I know it can be used to see into and control someone's mind. I know it's in everything that's alive, weaving it together. I know that it helped me survive being brought aboard a First Order base. [ She shakes her head. ] I haven't had anyone to teach me anything else.

It can also give us glimpses of what could be to come.

Visions.

[ Of the future, then. Rey thinks back to Takodana, in Maz's basement, where she'd first touched the lightsaber that now hangs at her hip. The whispers of a voice utterly alien and yet still somehow familiar, the jarring transitions between fire and flood and clouds. The looming figure of Kylo Ren threatening. ]

... So it will happen.

[ The bodies in the rain, the other masked warriors flanking Kylo Ren. She feels a chill creep up her spine. It makes sense, all too similar to the experience of him stalking her down in the woods, of her combatting him in the snow. That had come true, in a sense. She should have guessed. ]

I've felt them too. Only once. [ She readjusts her gaze where it had grown distant and distracted, planting her attention firmly on Mara. ] So you saw it coming?

Not necessarily. The Force isn't so straightforward - the future less so. Master Yoda told Luke once that it was always in motion, implying that what we see when we receive those visions is just what might happen if things continue as they are now.

But in that case...

In my vision, I saw something happen to you. I wasn't going to let it happen.

[ A choked sound elicits from the back of her throat, smothered for the shame it brings her, stifled for the indignity of it because she already knew the answer, felt it in her bones, but to hear it articulated, to hear it so clearly promised that it was love that sent her away, fear of loss, and not some choice to cast her aside. Not a punishment. Not abandonment, then, not in its intent.

Rey turns away, draws her hands up on her hips and paces the ship, tears threatening to fall, their presence reddening her face. For fifteen years, she has wanted nothing more than the love of a mother, and to have it here in this stilted discomfort confessing a depth that Rey could not have imagined hurts now, like water stinging cracked lips that have gone too long without it. She draws a deep breath in an effort to steady herself, but all it does is shake her shoulders. ]

[ watching the girl's strong exterior crack sends an echo of pain through the splinter that's lived in her own heart since she left the girl behind. she'd wondered, all these years, what rey would make of her, what she would imagine her reasons were, but it seemed more dangerous to let her know that it was because they loved her, more likely to prompt the girl to try to track her down before now.

and yet here they were. and she wondered how much damage had been done that could never be undone. ] I'm sorry.

[ It's not good enough—that's her first conclusion, but she recognizes it for what it is, the flash of the finely simmering darkness within her, roaring to life when it gets a taste of words that can feed the bitterness and hurt and anger that have fought to replace the hope that warred for so long against loss and grief. She stifles the husky voice that whispers to her, fights her eyes open, and tilts her attention up towards the sky.

She'd watched it for so long from Jakku, but it looks different here. She's seen a great many skies since she left, but it's the one that she stared into every day, waiting for that ship to come back, that stays with her. ]

I am too.

[ She says instead, turning back to her mother. She's here now, Rey reminds herself; that's what counts. There is no altering the past, only moving forward with whatever they have together, and they must be together, especially if Luke's misery and guilt rule him so. ]

But you're here now; we'll make it right.

[ even as rey says those words, mara wonders if it's possible. she can't help it - she's always been the cynical one, and the events of the past few decades hadn't done much to help that. ]

How much did Luke say to you?

He told me that he was responsible for creating Kylo Ren, and that he wouldn't let the same happen to me. That you were strong with the Force as well, and that you would be better for the job.

[ Rey steps forward. ]

Please. I'm not asking you for anything else. But if I fight him again without understanding more, I won't win. I can feel that he's getting stronger.

Then you don't know.

About Ren. [ oh god thanks luke she doesn't want to field this at all ]

[ Confusion cants Rey's head to the side. ]

What about him?

[ she wonders, how much she should say, what rey really needs to know.

but she already feels guilty for keeping so much from her. ]

His name used to Ben.

Ben Solo.

... Solo.

[ There's a sour sickness to the words, the bile that rises in her throat twisting them as she processes the full meaning. ]

His father. Han was his father.

[ And he'd killed him. She felt faintly feverish—with loathing or fear, she couldn't be sure, but she didn't like either possibility. And Leia, too. Her sorrow felt two-fold, now, in retrospect, and Rey's chest ached with it. ]

No.

It's a long story. But yes.

Now do you understand? [ why they worried about you - his cousin - why this involves all of them, why...

why it's so hard for them to face ]

[ It isn't fair, really. For her to have spent her whole life searching for her family and arrive at this—a man who wouldn't leave his isolation for her, with her; an uncle she watched die; the mother who can't even embrace her daughter; and Leia, poor grieving Leia, who never slowed down to think of her misery.

Worse, to arrive at Kylo Ren, who she has already accepted that it will be her duty to kill. Leia will not be able to. Luke will not come back. If anyone is to see an end to him, it's her. ]

I don't want to understand. You're telling me that fighting this war means fighting, hurting, killing my own family. That it's already started to tear itself apart before I even knew what it was I'd lost.

Why do you think so many of us couldn't face it anymore? [ she lets the guilt creep into her tone, the regret. all of them had had reasons to hate themselves for how things went. maybe rey was a reminder that there were still things worth fighting for. ] But you found us, after everything.

Maybe this can be the beginning of something, not just an ending.

That's the trouble, isn't it?

[ The words seem to physically hurt to come out, as if anything but shouting down that thing's place in her family pains her, comes only through great duress. She smothers it into a simmering sense of anguish that permeates through her words. ]

If what you say is true, it can't be one or the other. Not when we're on different sides.

[ It makes sense, then, suddenly, that he'd tried to lure her rather than kill her on Starkiller, tried to sway her into allowing him to be the one to teach her, and Rey realizes that it has always been her fate to find her family through the Force, to use it to reach out to them and understand them, but that she's made a choice of sorts in knowing which side of it she would wind up on. ]

He has to be stopped, Rey. [ it's a yes, but it's not one that comes easily. ] They want to believe he can be saved, but I'm not so convinced.

You don't have to convince me of that. [ Not when she saw what he did to Han Solo, who was only offering him a chance, an alternative. ] I know exactly what he is.

Good.

Don't forget it, despite what you know now.

[ Wait a minute. There's a lot of finality in that, the impression that she'll need to be able to build herself up to fighting him, stopping him, having the strength, and she knows it's not be cause Mara doesn't understand how strong she's needed to become, surviving on Jakku. It's more than that. ]

You think we'll have to kill him.

[ It sounds foolish aloud—if he can't be saved, what other option is there? But Rey thinks of the remnants of the Empire who had already been tried for war crimes on various levels. The survival of the First Order in spite of that muddies the waters. Was it that mercy that led to a resurgence of the same ideals? ]

Cells aren't built to effectively restrain those strong in the Force. And what's dangerous about him is the ideal that drives him. It means he won't stop. That he'll justify any atrocity to meet his ends.

I've known my share of men like that. I've only ever known one way of stopping them.

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fudges my usual interpretation of how much rey heard on the bridge for dramatic effect

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