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It is a time of great turmoil. With the fall of THE GALACTIC EMPIRE, the galaxy descends into chaos. Anarchy reigns as the remaining GRAND MOFFS squable amongst themselves as well as the recently formed NEW REPUBLIC. However, other forces are at play, and the dark side threatens to consume the galaxy once more.
On the peaceful planet of NABOO, a youth regains consciousness after facing an unknown assailant. He awakes, not aware his actions could change the universe.....
Even more unbeknownst to him is the fact, in a galaxy far far far away, users on an anonymous image board secretly control his every action.
He's probably doomed...
>>44382970
You cough up disgusting tasting water as you scramble to the surface. It's late at night and very hard to see, but from the sounds, smell, and most definitely taste, you're in a swamp of some kind. Swimming to shore, you plop onto the muddy ground exhausted. You're not sure why, infact, you can't remember anything at all. You have a vague notion of burning, followed by falling, then finally drowning. There is a sharp pain on your right knee and a tingling sensation on your fingertips as you try to think about what happened to you. Whatever happened to you gives you feelings of both intense fear and rage. You have a gut feeling you shouldn't dwell on it long. The sound of a shuttle taking off rings off in the distance. It wouldn't be that long to walk where it took off. However, judging from the current, you floated here downstream. Perhaps following whatever body of water upwards would reveal more about yourself.
>Attempt to travel upstream
>Try to remember more about yourself
>Go towards the shuttle
>Write in
>>44382984
>Try to remember more about yourself
>>44382984
>Try to remember more about yourself
Who the fuck are we?
>>44382984
>Remember more about yourself.
This is a useless option. Of course you won't remember anything significant. That's how these stories work.
I vote for
>Go towards the shuttle.
Then we'll find out more about where we are and things.
Also, just an aside,you should only give choices that are meaningful and significant. That helps these quests move along better than having trivial choices. Not that these are trivial, but later on.
>>44383033
>>44383027
You sit up clutching your head in your hands, trying to focus on remembering who or what you are.
You can see flashes of green and red dance across your vision
You hear a manical cackel that sends shivers down your spine.
The most terrifying part is you think it's yours.
.......
....
Well that was an unpleasant thought. Your first statement stands. Best to not dwell on it without a padded cell and pills.
During your musings you notice the sun is starting to come up revealing a small town in the distance.
>Go to small town
>Head upsteam
>Go to where the shuttle was
>write in.
>>44383142
>>Go to where the shuttle was
>>44383069I'll keep that in mind for the future
>>44383159
You get up off ground covered in mud and start off in the general direction of where the shuttle took off from. Upon your first step you realize that pain in your leg is from the large sizzling slashmark next to your kneecap. Limping along, it takes you 5 minutes to traverse the swamp untill you hit a clearing. In this clearing a single N-1 Starfighter sits undisturbed. No signs of life as far as you can see.
>Get in the Starfighter
>Keep moving
>Write in
>>44383274
>Get in the Starfighter
If we are going to run away we better get away in style.
>>44383274
>Write in
Examine the starfighter and the surrounding area. This is probably someone else's, we should be careful.
>>44383293
You manage to crawl into the Starfighter and close the hatch. For reasons you can't explain, you can tell this ship has been heavily modified, as it has no need for an astromech droid as well as hyperspace capabilities. You find yourself instinctively flipping switches and preping for take off. Clearly this belonged to you at some point. You don't have long to muse about that, as you can start to see imperal stormtroopers emerging from the tree line blasters ready. A trap perhaps ?
>Surrender immediately
>Try to fight back
>Haul jets out of here
>Write in
>>44383372
>Surrender Immediately
Sometimes fighting isn't the best option.
>>44383520
You throw your hands in the air as the stormtroopers rush your position. Not a single shot is fired as they frantically run up to you and start politely knocking at your cockpit. Hesitantly you slowly open it up.
>"My Lord, the royal palace has been overrunned and we are woefully outnumbered. What's shall we do sir ?"
His voice is filled with fear and worry as he glaces behind him. You can hear the blastershots in the distance. Whatever choice you make, you best make it quick.
>Tell them to cover your escape
>Tell themy military jargon untill they leave
>Take off without saying a word
>Get out of the ship
>Write in
>>44383636
>Tell them to cover your escape, after requesting they give you ample armor and weapons for your journey.
>>44383636
>>Tell them to cover your escape
>>44383636
Tell them military jargon until they leave. Inspire their fighting, and then run away.
>>44383682
They quickly hand you a blaster and 4 thermal detonators. From what little of them they are and what you took from their dwindling supplies, they're probably doomed. Part of you feels guilty, but its for the best. You don't have any memories, how can you lead anything ? You take off, just as the blasterbolts start to fly. You find yourself mildly chuckling as you get away. By the force, are you some sort of holo-cartoon villain ? You breach the atmosphere to find no resistance. Your navcomputer tells you that it has 4 preset destinations, Coruscant, Moraband, Tatooine and Naboo.
>Go to Coruscant
>Go to Moraband
>Go to Tatooine
>>44383867
>>Go to Moraband
no option where we switch to one of the stormies and shoot the cunt escaping huh?
>>44383867
>Moraband
>>44383867
>Go to Moraband
I think you mean Korriban buddy
>>44383867
>moraband
lets find some legacy shit
>>44383885
>>44383895
>>44383911
>>44383915
You set it to Moraband and punch in the hyperdrive, making the jump to lightspeed. Good news, you're getting away from that mess. Bad news is that it's a 6 hour flight in a cramped cockpit. Joy. To add injury to insult, your leg sends out another wave of pain. Fantastic. Your thrashing knocks something out from underneath the dashboard. It lands right between your legs and is now making an annoying clanking sound. You feel entitled to anything better then this.
>Grab the thing
>Not much to do, perhaps do some soul searching ?
>Rest up
>Look for some sort of first aid kit
>Write in
>>44384002
>>Look for some sort of first aid kit
>>44384002
>Grab the thing
>Look for some sort of first aid.
>>44384002
>Look for some sort of first aid kit
>>44384041
>>44384044
>>44384051
You quickly grab the cylindrical "thing" and place it on the dash before rummaging around for a first aid kit. Luckily, it appears you had some forethought, and kept a kit beneath your seat. It's not much, but it will do. The cold bacta is most uncomfortable, but better then having a gaping wound. During all of this, you finally get a glimpse of you in your reflection. You are handsome if you say so yourself. With blond hair and light blue eyes. You are wearing some sort of black combat suit. It's quite stylish.
>Examine Thing
>Continue admiring yourself
>Get some rest
>Check the time till arrival
>Write in
>>44384145
>Examine Thing
lightsaber get
then
>Get some rest
>>44384145
>>Continue admiring yourself
>>44384145
>>44384145
>Examine Thing
>>44384145
>Examine Thing
press buttons on it, maybe crack it open and see what makes it tick
>>44384145
>Examine thing
STICK FACE DIRECTLY AT OPEN END
>get some rest and check time.
>>44384239
>>44384171
You can clearly see now that the "thing" is a lightsaber. The most curious thing however is its design. It's more like artwork of art then a weapon. Style is traded for function. Very art-deco.
>>44384228
You stare briefly at your reflection before collapsing into unconsciousness.
You awake clutching at your seat. You dreamed that you were falling. You have arrived and it appears autopilot engaged. You're sitting on top of a landing platform overlooking a box canyon. This isn't going so well for your apparent fear of heights
>Get out of your ship and face your fears
>Get off this platform asap
>Rummage through your ship just incase you missed something
>Write in
>>44384311>Artwork of artDamn it Google Docs
>>44384311
>Write In
Fly the ship over the nearby canyons, as low as we can. Try to scout out the surrounding areas before we go hiking.
>>44384311
>Get out of your ship and face your fears
>>44384311
>Rummage through your ship just incase you missed something
then
>Get out of your ship and face your fears
>>44384311
>Rummage through your ship
>FACE YO FEARS
>>44384311
>>Rummage through your ship just in case you missed something
loot loot loot
>>44384332
>>44384338
>>44384342
You pull up on your stick but to no avail. It appears you're out of fuel. Fantastic. Grabing a few rations, you step out towards the edge if the platform. Partly to inspect the landscape but also to reassure yourself.
The canyon has all sorts if tunnels and small "temples" (atleast you think they are) dotting along the sides Your platform is actually connected to one of these tunnels.
>Enter Tunnel
>Peek over the edge
>Examine platform
>Write in
>>44384399
>Write in explore temples
>>44384399
>Peek over the edge
>>44384399
>Examine platform
>Peek over the edge
>Enter Tunnel
>>44384399
Grab the thermal detonators and get ready to explore the temples
>>44384434
You peek over the edge to get a better look at one of the temples. It's atleast a 15ft drop below you. Well, if you wanted to conquer your fear heights, this is a hell of a way to. Your landing is less then graceful, but far better then hurling to your doom. This temple is more of a shrine to be honest. Something about it speaks to you. Literally. You can hear voices echoing through out the canyon. You slowly enter inside. Its dark and humid. The now ingnited crimson blade is your only source of illumination. The tunnel forks left and right
>Go left
>Go right
>Write in
>>44384518
>Deactivate the blade, and let the voices guide me through the temple.
>>44384551
>>44384518
Seems good enough
>>44384551
>try to understand what they are telling you
>>44384551
>>44384579
>>44384565
You turn off the light and allow the voices to guide you. You can really make out any sentences but you pick up the words, fake, Imposter, and liar. Real encouraging stuff. After wondering for about 5 minutes, you find yourself starring at a hoodes figure standing beneath a spotlight. His face obscured by his garment. You feel slightly intimidated.
>Back off
>Try to talk
>Challenge him
>Write in
>>44384638
>>Challenge him
>>44384638
Following >>44384649, draw the lightsaber, prep the thermal detonators, and get ready to prove myself in combat.
>>44384638
>Try to talk
"What's up Jar Jar?"
>>44384682
You say this with out knowing why, but deep down you associate it with bafoonary
>>44384649
>>44384676
You ignite your saber and prep a detonator. The figure laughs.
>"Good, Good, I can see you're filled with rage. You let it guide you.
>His voice is very familiar, but you can't put name on it.
>Strike him down
>Try to remember
>Write in
oh fuck I actually have to go. I'll see you all tomorrow. [/spoiler, [
>>Write in
>Try to remember
If can't
>TRY TO Strike him down
>>44384842first thing next thread
