Krystal Posted July 13, 2005 Share Posted July 13, 2005 Krystal fallowed Fox and used her boost to get to the great fox, "Fox, how are we going to get to the general in time?" She boards the great fox after Fox. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EvolutionSFox Posted July 13, 2005 Share Posted July 13, 2005 "I don't know Krystal, we'll just have to make haste!" Fox sped up then landed in the hatch of the Greatfox, Krystal followed shortly. "Okay, I'll set the coordinates to Corneria!" He ran to the control room and punched in the coordinates in the control panel and the Greatfox headed toward Corneria. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Krystal Posted July 15, 2005 Share Posted July 15, 2005 She ran right behind him and they took a seat as there ship headed to cornerea. There ships were being repared by Rob in the mean time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Owner/Technical Admin Sideways Posted July 18, 2005 Owner/Technical Admin Share Posted July 18, 2005 I Now Declare This a Dead Thread! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EvolutionSFox Posted July 21, 2005 Share Posted July 21, 2005 Tt was going to take time until they got to Corneria. "Huh... I wonder what the rest of the guys are doing. ROB, where's everyone at?" ROB turns his body around and look at Fox. "They've disappeared Fox, locations unknown." Fox looked worried at Krystal. "We alone in this one, we have to find the general ASAP." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Krystal Posted July 21, 2005 Share Posted July 21, 2005 Krystal nodded and continue on, "Alright, then we must leave now then." They finally arived at Corneria and Krystal looked at the planet and sees all the bitter fighting going on around it. "Fox, how are we ever going to get passed the enemy to get to the planet?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
james mccloud Posted July 25, 2005 Share Posted July 25, 2005 ( I am not in this rpg, but I want everyone to start rping this rpg again. I am really interesated to saee how this turns out!) *Ressurects this topic* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Owner/Technical Admin Sideways Posted August 10, 2005 Owner/Technical Admin Share Posted August 10, 2005 this is pretty much dead now. oh well. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EvolutionSFox Posted August 19, 2005 Share Posted August 19, 2005 Fox stood a bit, pondering. "I have no idea... Hopefully we can. Maybe we can contact the rest of the team now." He started to use the comunicator... "No work. Dang." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Krystal Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Krystal thinks to herself, "I could try my telapathic comunitcation with them." She goes into a silent trance state and then she starts to send a message to them. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EvolutionSFox Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 *Fox walks over to Krystal* "That's a good idea!" He waits for her reaction and thinks to himself. "Dang, I hope they're all okay... Krystal should be able to tell though." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Krystal Posted August 21, 2005 Share Posted August 21, 2005 The consitrated long an hard, she finally reached one of her fellow mates, she wasn't able to tell who he was but she knew he was from the GreatFox. "Hello can you hear me?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest shadnik Posted September 21, 2005 Share Posted September 21, 2005 *red wolfen II lands next to them* wdf? O.o so i guess the partys over... name: shadnik ashayuni age: 14 race: wolf (but the kind on the n64 version) fur colour: navy blue weapon: sniper rifle ship: normal coloured wolfen II personality: quite immature at most crucel times. but gets into the 'zone' quick enough to undo the mistake. apperance: brown hoodie and jeans with holes in the legs and skater shoes. a headset around one ear and other ear drooping. small gold chain around neck and silver watch on right wrist. sniper rifle attatched with strap over body. pilotting skills: not the best in the world but good enough to do a fair amount of damage to a small air force. combat skills: an amazing crack shot. known for leathel head shots. fast and agile but clumsy at all the wrong times. force: used to be in a small group of five, but was seperated from them all and never saw them again. after stowing away on a corneria cruisor found his way to star wolfs base and took off in a wolfenII. ((is that ok??)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest triforce45 Posted January 5, 2006 Share Posted January 5, 2006 You lookin for your Bill? Well I can take that role if i do this wrong you can tell me. age: ? occupation: pilot of course! pilot skill: average but better than a fighter. rank: high in cornerian army combat skill: same as pilot skills Special abilities: can dodge enemy fire fast can control 2 spuads race: Greyhound ship: fighter personality: ongoing confident skillfull friendly color: grey weapon: laser machine gun allies: cornerian army appearence: wears a helmet and has grey fur armor and is medium Right? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ranger One Posted January 8, 2006 Share Posted January 8, 2006 (Okay, going to pick up a bit beyond where i left off when this thread died. I can hardly remember what i had planned next, but i've got a "rough" idea... I think. >_< BTW, my RP typing has changed from script to story format, mostly due to the fanfic i'm writing (prologue and chaper one of the first book are nearly done, i've got 3 "books" outlined.)) *In his X-wing, Jod streaks up into orbit from Fichina* That had been a close one... The last thing Jod had expected had been a cloaked aparoid. The one thing that gave it away had been the shimmer its cloaking field gave off, and that he'd been able to sense it. Just barrely. Well, at least I CAN sense these Aparoids. Unlike... aw, spast, I can't go thinking about that right now, the last thing I need is to be homesick. Jod hadn't ever told the rest of his team-mates the full truth about his history. He could hardly belive some of it himself, it all felt like it'd just been a dream now... Or to be more exact, it'd been a nightmare. But the past was the past. If he didn't focus on things here and now, he'd soon be unable to worry about anything at all. Five aparoid fighters were closing fast, and while the T-65 he was flying was more than a match, it just didn't have the agility or endurance of a XJ or VK modle X-wing. "Gold, get me a lock on the centermost bug." he said, "and arm one of the remaining torpedos to fire back towards that target." A flurry of beeps confirmed his command. Jod watched his Heads-Up Display, or HUD, display a computer representation of the Aparoids. The centermost fighter started flashing yellow, then, as his R2 unit, Gold, gave him a steady lock-on tone, red. Jod pulled the trigger, and an orange blip appeared on his radar, flashing out first ahead, then looping around behind his fighter torwards the Aparoids. Moments later, it hit, tearing less than half a meter into the bug before it detonated, vaporizing it instantly. The rapidly expanding cloud of energy and flame engulfed the remaining aparoids, and four subsequent detonations inside the cloud confirmed their deaths. Jod let out a breath he'd been holding. He'd gotten lucky, all it would have taken is for the aparoids to spread out, and he'd have wasted a torpedo to vape one, instead of knocking them all out. But that trick wouldn't work a second time. Additional fighters were closing in fast, and in a much looser formation than that first group. Thankfully, he didn't have to out-fight them, just out-run them. Lasers hissed through space around his fighter as he dodged and weaved his fighter, trying to stay one step ahead of the Aparoids fire. All he had to rely on was his sensors and his instincts. He may as well have no connection to the Force at all, with these Aparoids in close proximity, unless he wanted a repeat of what had nearly happened earlier. Blast, this is worse than fighting the Vong! He nearly slapped himself for that though. Dang it, why did i have to remember that now! Then a beeping emitted from his console, and Jod realized his craft was ready to initiate a Hyperspace Jump. Or to be more exact, a micro-jump, his ships Hyperdrive was too powerful for a full jump in system, unless he wanted to blast from the Lylat system to someplace else. Without sparing another moment, Jod engaged his Hyperdirve, and left Fichina and the Aparoids far behind him... (More later, right now, i'm out of Ideas for the moment.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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