Star Wars: The Phantom Penis

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OOC: The setting is in between The Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi. New characters are welcome, as are the old favorites. The characters can be either human or alien.

IC: I'm Ylima Terces, a 26 year-old smuggler. Having just completed a run for Jabba the Hut, I'm in Mos Eisley cantina having a drink relaxing. I'm 5'10, 130, long black hair, green eyes, 36d-26-36. I normally wear a tight black fligh suit. I survey the scene as I sip my Alderranian Head Splitter.
 
OOC: Hope I don't scare ya. I will be playing a male character. He is 30 years old, 6' 0", 220 Shoulder length blond hair and blue eyes. He is a human failed jedi from Kessel, where he owns and operates a spice mine. He is wearing merchant garb clipped to his belt on the left side is a silver lightsabre hilt.


IC: He walks into the cantina looking the place and the occupants over. He walks to the barkeep and orders a drink and talks with him for a minute and he points to a woman sitting by herself. He spots her and tips the barkeep and walks over to her. "I understand that you might have a ship for hire." He smiles and then motions to her if he may sit.
 
"As a matter of fact, I do," I answer. I look at you. You're an attractive man. I might even enjoy this job.
 
Thrnee Bizzel

The dark-skinned Chiss bounty hunter walked in. His red eyes scanned the room for his quarry, and he located her, the tall woman in the back corner talking to some blond human.
His mission was to gain her confidence and work some information about Jabba the Hutt out of her for his Imperial sources.
He wandered over to where she was sitting. Eyes glittering, he said, "Whatever this human is offering you, I shall triple it. I need a courier to the Sessawenna System."
 
He sits down and listen to her as she speaks. "Great, I will pay..."stopping what he was saying as the Chiss interupted by saying he will triple what he has offered. He looks the Chiss over.
 
Bax

OOC: Not much of a Star Wars fan, but with a topic name like that...who can resist?
I'll play Bax, light-blue skin, human build, steel grey eyes, short white hair, 6'2, 170 lbs, 245 years old (equivalent to 23 human years). A professional ship repair-man, and spends most of his money at the bars.

IC: I took another shot of the orange, bubbling liquid. I wasn't sure what it was, but it got me nice and fucked up real quick, and its taste wasn't all that bad, either.

I looked around the cantina for a female companion for the evening. I'm not the most tactful person in the world, but I'm pretty decent looking, and that normally put a girl in my bed for the evening.

The crowd was pretty much made up of non-humanoid ladies that were far from attractive. Just as I was about to put my attention back to my drink, I noticed a young human in the corner that made my jaw drop.

There were 2 guys around her but they didn't exactly look like boyfriends or anything, so, I decided to buy her another drink. I walked over to her table, placed the drink down and smiled.
 
I look at the bounty hunter. "I might be interested." I see a little bit of alarm in the human's face. "Then again I might not." A blue skinned man stumbles over, offering me a drink
"No, thanks," I reply. How I hate being hit on in places like this.
I speak again to the first two. "I don't come cheap."
I see the blue-skinned man with a dejected look on his face. Sometimes, I'm kind hearted to a fault. "On second thought, maybe I will take that drink."
 
I bounce my eyebrows, smugly, at the two gentlemen standing next to her table and take a seat, obviously misinterpreting their intentions. I smiled at the young lady, clad in a tight fitting flight suit, "I'm Bax."
 
I look the blue skinned man over and then look back to the woman. "Price is no problem. Name your price and I will gladly pay it. If the Chiss wants to triple it, let him. I will double that." He sits down at the table and motions for the barkeep to refresh everyones drinks.
 
Thrnee Bizzel

"Human, no matter what you offer, I shall beat it. I have resources," Bizzel said, casting a fierce red-eye gaze in the human's direction.
To the other one, he said. "Perhaps you'd like to give us a minute, friend. Conduct your mating ritual after we have completed our business."
 
Bax

OOC: Ok, I think I'm gonna write myself out of this one, possibly come back later?

IC: "Business?" I thought. I took a long look at the pilot's suit she was wearing. "Ooo, Gotcha." And with that, I made my way back to the bar and took a seat in my traditional spot.
 
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