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"who knows... Theres hundreds of planets out there." He said smiling back at her. He quickly jumped in the co-piolts seat "since we had didnt have the resources nor the money for a astromech droid, I gueas I'll have to maintain the radio frequncies and junk" Clay said as he jumped into the back. He then put the headset on and started up the ship stats report. "looks like other then looking like a space-turd its ready to fly." Clay said as the hologram glowed green in front of him.

".... That was imature of us." Issac said aloud "He taunted us, and we fell for it." He continued. Issac put his grandfather's old rifle on his back "But If I die... Dont let him have my grandfather's gun." He said turning to the two. "but that probably wont happen..." Issac said with a competitive smile.

"GOD DAMMIT!...." Issac said as he stood in front of the boy with the scythe "Im gonna rip you a new vagina when this starts." He was getting irritated by the boy's constant threats. He was nothing but a bully, and if their was one thing that Issac despised it was bullies. He gave the boy with the short axe like weapon a short nod.

Name- Zach Jones Age-15 Weapon- A hatchet, anything he can get his hands on. Group: the new world order. Bio- Zachary was a regular fifteen year old boy untill a strange virus began to take the United States. Wanting to escape, he and his familly quickly tried to head up North via interstate. The interstate was a parking lot, and a feeding frenzy for the infected. Luckily, he escaped. The fate of his familly is unknown.

Issac, once again again annoyed by what the boy was saying pulled out his sniper and quickly fired a shot at the camera, ripping through it like paper. It then fell to the ground with a loud thud. "Ha... THERE'S your kill cam." He said with with a small grin on his face.

What they were doing was very bold, they were trying to leave the planet while it was still on lock down. When the Empire had first sent the troops down to the planet, the had done a hostile takeover of the planet's government. The planet had been neutral during the clone wars, and it stayed that way when the Republic fell. So when they were trying to kill the Prime Minister of the small planet, of course there was going to be resistance. That had been years ago, but the planet was still denied most of their basic rights. And as Clay made his way to point that he Taji agreed to meet at he began to worry that they may get caught by the patrolling storm troopers. As he made his way closer to the point he noticed the small rag-tag ship they managed to build, he say his friend leaning against it. He quickly caught up to her and greeted her "You ready get outta here?" he asked with a grin on his face.

Terrified.

Issac's heart felt ready to burst out of his chest. The adrenaline rushing through his veins kept him focused and ready. His trusty old sniper rifle rested on his back, and his specially made combat pocket knife was in his pocket. He looked around the open field, nowhere to hide, nowhere to snipe. He quickly reached to his back and removed the scope and tossed it into his satchel, the gun was now in its assault rifle mode. The hatted boy then lowered his hat over his eyes so no one could see where he was looking, he was now ready to do what had to be done.

(Intro) Out of all the planets to end up on, Clay had no idea why his father chose this one. Welcome to Capza, a large tropical planet with a never ending ocean speckled with large islands and tiny continents. Clayton Neon has been living on this planet for the past twenty-two years and now it was boring. Sure, the planet had beautiful weather almost everyday. Sure, the ocean was crystal clear, a fishers paradise. But after twenty-two long years of fishing, swimming, and even more fishing; the young man was ready to leave. One of the reasons he wanted to leave was because the planet was falling to corruption, all because of The Galactic Empire. The Empire was ruling body of government in the galaxy, controlling all of the planets in their solar system. The Emperor, the head of the Empire, was a ruthless, cold hearted monster who managed to sneak his way to he top of the political chain and make it his own. He then brainwashed the masses to believe the evil he was commiting was what was right for the galaxy. Luckily someone was standing against him, The Rebel Alliance. Clay and his best friend Taji had decided that they would leave home in search of the rebels, find em, join em, and then fight for the galaxy's freedom. And this where their story begins. Clay sat down own the edge of his bed as he went through his small backpack. It was 3:01 in the morning and the young man was wide awake, he stood up and tied up the strings on his boots and slung his backpack onto his back. He looked at himself in the mirror before opened the window and snuck out. Clay had short, black, curly hair shaved shorter on the sides forming his hair into a mohawk. He was tall with a muscular build thanks to his daily activities. He wore a black t- shirt, with a short sleeved brown jacket over that, and for pants he wore a pair of khaki colored pant which were tucked into his boots at the bottom. After sneaking from his home he then began to head into the small town to meet up with Taji.

Issac tipped his hat at the girl "Good luck." he said as stood up and got off the plane. 'I don't want to kill her.' he thought to himself "I don't want to kill anyone..." He said softly to himself. Issac then put his hands in pockets and awaited further instructions.

Name- Clayton "Clay" Neon Age- 22 Bio- Clay has been living on Capza since birth. He was around the age of fifteen he saw the true terrors of the Empire, his friends parents were brutally killed when stormtroopers accused them of housing rebels. Ever since then, he and his friend Taji have been coming up with a way to get off the tropical wasteland they call home. Homeworld- Capza Handle- Run and Gun. this will be started later today

Issac stood up from his seat and noticed the girl with releaved expression on her face. She obviously didnt enjoy the ride, which he mentally laughed "first time flying?" He asked.

Issac awoke from his small nap at the piolt's announcement. He quickly checked his satchel for everything he needed, custom made ammunition, check. Custom made removable scope for long range and close quarters, check. And finally, grandpa's dog tags. He took off his hat to show his short, curly dark hair and put the dog tags on for good luck. He then put his hat back on and got ready to get off the plane.

Oh noes

Dont worry sweer heart, Im not trying. :ibanishthee:

Noo...

A star wars rp... 10 years ago all jedi were considered terrorist against the Republic. Less than a day later the Galactic Republic fell and The Empire rose in its place. The beginning of the darkest of times. 5 years later The Empire issued a massive genocide of the wookie race. Millions of innocent creatures were killed, and the Empire had more recruits than ever. 2 years after the massive slaughter a group of senators joined together to create the Rebel Alliance. A group of individuals who wanted to stomp out the Empire and to restore the Republic, and democracy. Present day, your a young adult, tired of the Empire dark reign over the universe. You and friends have had enough, your love ones have suffered from the Empires' grip for to long. So you and your friends have decided that you would all join the rebel alliance, to help cure corrupted government back to its healthy state. One dead storm trooper at a time. Join! or not Name- Age- Bio- Homeworld- Capza (we start on the same planet) handle- Dead eye(sniper), Run and gun(solider), blow it up(demolition), I'll cover you(medic), ace fighter(the piolet) choose what fits your character.

Kingdom hearts 4, sora will embark on a epic new adventure as a sperm cell

He looks like he went through reverse puberty.

Issac didn't respond. He knew what the boy said was true, so he just sat there silently. He only killed two people, and that was because two men where trying to take advantage of his mother. (Flashback. you don't have to read ) A young Issac was playing around in the back yard with a old soccer ball. It was sort of deflated, but hey, in a post-apocalyptic world this is the most fun you can have. He was kicking the ball when he heard a woman scream. His mothers scream. Issac ran into the house to see his mother pushed the floor "Come on, Tia you've been so sad since your brat died in the tournament. Let us make you feel better" the man said with a evil smile on his face "Yeah...." the other man said holding her down "Get off me you bastards!" the woman said "Shut up!" the man said as he back handed her "GET... OFF ME!!!" The yelled as loud as she could. Suddenly, a shot rang and blood suddenly exploded from one of the mens neck. He fell over with a loud thud, the other man stood up "Jesse!!... I'm gonna kill you kid!!" the man said as he rushed at the shooter. 12 year old Issac Jones pulled the trigger on the old sniper rifle and shot the mans head off. Issac felt no remorse for killing them. They tried to hurt his mother. And he decided from that day forward, that he would protect his mother from all physical harm. It was the least he could do, she brought him into the world, so it was his duty to make hers better. Even at the sacrifice of his own innocence. (End of flash) Issac looked out of his round window and tried to sleep.

"Chop my guts out?" Issac said "You're going to chop out my guts?.." he asked sort of amused "I don't really wanna kill anyone for others entertainment, but you are someone I wanna fight." he finished. Issac rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and went through his satchel, he pulled out white bandages and wrapped them around his wrist. He didn't know why he did it but it always helped him concentrate. Issac then gave the boy with scythe the meanest look he could, he then lowered his hat over his eyes.

look at his picture. He looks like himself from the first game

Why does Sora look like he's 8 years old again in this game?....

I shat bricks.

"Hey, Mr. scythe" Issac said still looking down at his gun "Unless you want half your face blown off, I suggest you calm down.." he continued as he removed the bullet clip out of the gun and snapped it back in, making a loud CLICK noise that echoed trough out the plane. Issac was bluffing. He knew that he couldn't actually open fire on a plane, that would would just be plain foolish. The bullet would bounce around the plane for hours.