I post a piece on why I dislike the BOS and gave examples but, the trolls or BOS zealots keep I am wrong and my opinion should change. I thought you guys should have a warning about posting something negegative about BOS.
As the stolen Imperial gunship rose into the clear blue sky beyond the jungle canopy, a group of four Massassai strode away from the landing zone. One carried the limp form of a muscular twi’lek female in his arms as if he were carrying a child.
((Since Ria wanted to make this kinda a all invitca event and this is currently going on. Notes are going to be placed here for people who are interested in participating. Right now it is stuck to OI but hopefully it will progress to the rest.))
The time has come. The plans have been set and made for the city of Chroma. A city made entirely of prisions, put together to make a maze of pathways that houses the Empire's most notorious criminals in both Carbonite, and in stasis. Over the course of five years, many of Invicta's numbers has been sent there to serve for their 'crimes'. Little do they know, the reminant of Invicta look to spring their allies, and show they were never defanged.
The event is to take place on Sunday, Dec 13th @ 8:00 CST. Whisper Holgerjay for any questions, comments, or concerns.
"Goddess be dam'd Car stop!" The small green twi'lek woman covered in grease chased after much larger lethan, having to practically run to keep up with the 7 foot tall male's stride. She then promptly slammed into him as the blasphemous phrase had him spin back toward her.
"What?" Cartulak was an imposing firm when he was in a pleasant mood. The scowl on the pirate's face now would make durasteel wilt.
The Kaggeth is over.
Invicta has been destroyed.
Darth Bealtrix was captured and placed inside of a Rakata Mind Trap, and five years have passed on.
This is the thread where everyone can give a brief rundown of what their characters have been doing hence. We don't need a story, in fact, I'd prefer if we could keep it down to one sentence. For example, here ar emy characters.
Belatrix: Imprisoned in a mind trap
Trixxe: Hiding out with Enaeru, adventuring in far off sectors
Synex: remaining in the Chiss Ascendancy.
Minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years..
They were all irrelevant, they were all just a simple passage of the concept known as time. Tucked away in the mountains of Alderaan, the man known as the "Mad Hermit" toiled and labored..
Not even a day and a half after the council meeting and the discussion with Darth Atrinark, Rahm and Drikkah are home in Vhetin. The midday warmth of the Mandalorian sun streams through every window that permits it, and a light lunch is on the table as Nena plays on the floor.
Sitting at the kitchen table, Rahm is surrounded by datapads, with reports coming in from every company of each battalion. His battalion, the first, has everyone accounted for, and the others continue to report their location as the hours go by.