((Okay! Anyone can join this RP, friends, allies and guild members. It's a very basic generic RP scenario I know, but I thought it might help introduce everyone's characters and it's also great practice for people that are learning how to roleplay. Please remember to read the rules before you post. Thanks!))




'The Swollen Shaak' is a dingy little cantina in one of the rougher districts of lower Coruscant. Not many adventurers would dare set foot in the place, as it's reputation as having a 'less than friendly' atmosphere exceeds itself. It's regular customers include smugglers, slythmongers, bounty hunters, and many various off-worlders that all have a shady story or two to tell. The only positive aspect of this dive is that it sells a delicious Shaak steak, which is considered by many to be the best in the galaxy.



Creed had to admit it to himself, he was nervous about this meeting. It was bad enough just sitting in this dive without having to worry about what his reasons were for being here in the first place. Still, he'd had orders from the top that he was to meet several of the best (or worst) outlaws and mercenaries in the galaxy at the Swollen Shaak and that was exactly what he was going to do.
He could feel his palms getting stickier by the minute. What was he to expect? Anything is possible with these kind of encounters, but having his blaster by his side at least made him feel the slightest bit more comfortable. Maybe a drink would calm his nerves....

"Soo-Zy, what does it take for a guy around to get a drink around here?"
He'd been waiting for what seemed like an eternity to get some service, or at least it certainly felt that way. Maybe it was just his nerves kicking back in again. Time had a funny way of outstretching itself when you were about to do something that you didn't want to do.

"Sorry sir, your drink will be with you shortly"
The service droid bumbled about looking for a glass.

"Sorry sir, what was it you wanted again?"
"Dammit, Soo-Zy thats the third time you've asked that question! Do you need a tune up or something?"
"Sorry sir, I have not been maintenanced since our last engineer was permanantly disposed of last Satunda."
"Wow, thats the second one this month! Hadn't you better think about getting some security in here?"
"Maybe sir, but the owner has not been around since the financial problem with the Trandoshans".
"Well Daxx never was one to give up his 'hard earned' credits was he?" "Get into debt with a particularly nasty bunch of Trandoshans and you're just begging for trouble if you ask me."

He had see many owners come and go from this place. Looking around the cantina it wasn't that surprising seeing the clientele this place had to offer.

"Anyway, about that drink, I'll have a sonic servodriver and this time go easy on the Sullastan gin."
"Coming right up sir!"

The drink was harsh on his throat but if anything could release the tension it was this. He looked at the clock on the wall. 'They should be here any minute' he thought to himself. Time to look sharp....

((Okies, seeing as this is an open RP and - I'm guessing - a mix between a testing-ground and a bit of fun, I'm going to assume none of the following is set in stone, and that this may even be considered past-tense. With that in mind, I'm also assuming our characters havent met unless specifically mentioned in background infomation, so we get a chance to introduce ourselves!))

Ree'tak stood outside the main doors of 'The Swollen Shaak' as the hum of Coruscant buzzed all about her like some giant beast that never slept. It hadn't been too hard to find the place, once she'd spoken to a few of the 'locals' - some of whom had mistaken her for a defencless, innocent little lost Twi'lek girl and learned quite rapidly that the mugger can soon become the mugged - and although she had come this far on her over-developed sense of optimism, exceptional reactions and more than a little female charm, she found herself hesitating before entering the cantina.

She knew all too well the place had a reputation, but she'd been in far darker places than this since she had left Ryloth... so what was it putting her on edge? something was making her tense but she couldnt quite put her Lekku on it. Perhaps it just good old fashioned apprehension coming to pay her a visit.

*Dismissively shrugging, Ree'tak regained her composure as she stepped toward the cantina doors which made a reassuring swish! noise as they automatically opened*

Inside the place was about as well maintained and pleasant looking as it was from the outside - which wasnt much. Many patrons sat around at various tables and in shady little booths, all conducting their private meetings: nuturing their unique conspiracies that would undoubtedly shake the universe to its very core; or more likely just annoy one imperial officer or another. Frankly, she couldnt care less, so long as they kept themselves to themselves. She was here for an altogether more healthy reason - credits.

She wrapped her slender fingers on her ivory-white chin as her dark violet eyes surveyed the cantina looking for her contact. She was quite early, so she knew she would have been one of the first to arrive, a fact which ruled out one or two parties of three or more huddled together in conversation. No, her contact was smart. Smart enough to send an encoded holo-transmission, smart enough to keep his visual I.D a secret should anyone be snooping.
All she had was a name: Creed.

It was then that she saw him; the Humsn talking to the service droid. Its not that he stood out, paticularly. Beefy guys with guns were in ample supply in the cantina. No it was something other than his outward apprearance; he was fitting in - perhaps a little too well. A sign of a professional, to be sure. Something easily overlooked unless you knew what to look for...and she did.

*An unnervingly playful grin suddenly erupted across the attractive Twi'lek girl's face as she almost pirouetted toward the human and the service droid - an unconscious throwback to her days as a dancer - stopping with feline grace at the table and dextrously whipping a chair out from under it and spinning it around before straddling it (as one might mount the saddle of a bantha) before stretching out a delicate arm in greeting*

"The name's Ree'tak, and you've just got to be Creed!"

"Why helloooooooo Ree'tak! I certainly am."
He adjusted his arm from it's awkward slump quickly to greet his enthusiastic contact.

Were his eyes playing tricks on him or had S00-Z gone over the the top with the Sullastan gin again? Either way this was not what he'd expected at all. Yes, one of the contacts that he was supposed to meet was indeed a Twi'lek, but the 'man with the plan' failed to mention she was female & just how beautiful she was. If all of his rendevous contacts were like this, he had to wonder what he was worrying about in the first place.

"You're.....not.......really what I expected...."
His words cautiously emerged as he made his assessment, hoping all the time for a positive response.
"Still, I must say, from what my employer has told me about your reputation, you certainly seem like the girl for the job.".

"On the subject of my employer, he would like me to give you his sincerest apologies that he could not be here in person.Things could be somewhat of a problem for him if he did decide to show his face as I'm sure you understand."

"Anyway where are my manners, would you like a drink? I warn you the service from 'ol Soo-zee here is a bit slack, but her table manners more than make up for it"
He winked at his Twi'lek colleague who he was sure found his remark amusing. S00-Z on the otherhand just stared at him blankly as only a humourless Droid could.

"Yes Ma'am as I was just saying to Sir here I was scheduled to be mainte......"
He rudely interuppted the droid.
"Yes, I'm sure our friend doesn't want to hear your story and I for one will certainly pass. So what's your poison Ree'tak?..."

((Yup, you assumed right. I just thought this would be a great way to set up a meeting between us all. That's not to say others can't join in though.))

The place was packed with criminals from all over the galaxy. Bounty hunters looking for their next target, smugglers and their “get-rich-quick” schemes, and with the occasional drunk, Nex was just waiting for a fight to break out.

“The shipment will be delivered in one month. My men will see to that.” Nex said while shaking hands with a small scrawny Snivvian.

“I wish you luck in your endeavors. Consult with our representative for any and all future business deals. I’ll look forward to hearing from you.” With a brief nod the Snivvian stood up and slowly started making his way to the exit. Nex sat in a booth in the cantina and surveyed the area. The booth sat in the corner and casted a shadow over Nex conveniently disguising him from the other patrons. He was the only one of his kind in the cantina and with the addition of his lightsaber that hung from his belt; he would attract a lot of unwanted attention. Still have time before I need to return to Nar Shaddaa, Nex thought as he sat back and looked around.

He came across a human male conversing with a service droid. His brown coat partially covering a single blaster pistol from what Nex could see. He appeared calm and collected on the outside but Nex could also sense he was tense and unsure underneath, not emotions one would want in a place like this.

The cantina doors opened revealing a twi’lek. Her white skin, violet eyes, and exceptional beauty were enough to make her attract the attention of a lot of people. Most of the patrons in the cantina mainly wore dark colored clothing making her seem out of place as she walked to the table where the human was sitting.

Twirling the chair around and shaking the humans hand they began to converse as the Snivvian began to argue with a small group of Gamorreans refusing to let him leave.

“Gamorreans…such annoying creatures.” Nex said in a aggravated tone as he got out of the booth and walked over to protect his client. “This one is under my protection, you will leave or I will make you.” Nex stood looking down with both arms crossed, appearing more like the cantina bouncer than anything else.

“Large bird not smart. Three against one. You should walk away.” The apparent leader of the group stood up to Nex carrying a vibro-ax.

Nex raised his hand lifting the Gamorrean off the floor and sent him flying out the cantina and into the street as they reached the door.

Nex turned towards the other two and sent them a bone chilling stare forcing them to make a hasty retreat outside. Nodding to the Snivvian, Nex went back to his seat and sat down. Focusing his attention again towards the twi’lek and human, he leaned back and disappeared into the shadows of the booth.

((Not the best when it comes to starting out in an RP...hopefully this works ))

"Looks like the one the boss called 'Nex' is here"
You didn't see many Talortai, even in the bustling metropolis that is Coruscant so it didn't take long to figure out who this feathered looking creature was. A quick glimpse of a lightsaber under the patrons jacket confirmed his suspicions.

"Say, Ree, you wouldn't mind heading over there to talk to the big fella would ya?"
He realised his cowardice had obviously caught her attention with the question, and an embarrased look fell over his face.

"I'm not too good with species I'm not fully knowledgeable with, but maybe you can persuade him to come over for a drink?"...
'A believable lie' he thought to himself. There was no way he was confronting a creature so formidable, especially after what he had just witnessed. Maybe a Twi'lek's charm could get him in a better mood so he could continue his meeting.....

((Really like the RP Nex! Good job mate!))

Tilting her head to one side, Ree seemed to study the human - Creed - for a moment.

He seemed jovial enough, even freindly. Not what she was expecting at all. And this Nex? well he could be all kinds of fun. This could turn out to be really interesting!

leaning right across the table and coming almost nose-to-nose with Creed, Ree's lithe body almost snaked toward him and she suddenly and without warning instigated physical contact, placing her right hand over his left - his blaster hand no less - to show she meant no harm.

*Ree suddently winks and smiles.*

"Sure! It'll be fun. If he tries to kill me just step in, ok?"

Without waiting for a response she recoiled and stood from the chair in almost one fluid motion and then bounced over to the huge 'bird-man' with an almost child-like innocence. Making no pretence at stealth she whistled merrily as she did so and then tapped Nex gently on the back of his elbow.

" 'Scuse me! "

((Apologies guys but thats me out for tonight, I'll come back and continue asap))

A human women walked out of one of the booths. She stopped and stretched like a cat after a long nap... flexing her body quite teasingly one would say... And its obvious she knew of the attention she was getting. But it was not the same as always...

She was attractive... At least more attractive then the females that usually resided in this dump. She was wearing red... It wasn't anything to flashy- just a tank top and pants, casual. Maybe a bit too "tight". She took good care of her looks. She certainly sticked out. Maybe looked a bit "uptown"? Maybe just because she wasn't really armed. She had only a small bag hanging from her belt. Who knows... Still some of the locals knew her and she knew many of them. As she used to say "... Intimately"... With a grin.

The lack of attention annoyed her a bit. She brushed a strayed lock of her red curly hair and pouted. She didn't really care that much... At least that what she always told herself.

She looked around the cantina, her awareness chip collecting and analysing data trying to make sense of what she sees...To no effect. It never worked. Not in the state she was now.

The room was dark. The air was thick filled with smoke... She noticed the patterns in it. A grey sea... She stood there for a second smiling to herself as the waves moved before her eyes taking many forms... Ghosts? Could be... Many have died in this cantina Not many "lucky" enough to die from old age.

Her chip sent a spark into her brain trying to focus her for a second... And then she noticed the white twi'lek.

Aliendra tried to focus on her. She blinked a few times tilted her head to the side. Her red locks slide to her shoulder, while her blurry blue eyes followed this white speck of snow in the sea of mud before her. At least... That's what she saw.

The twi'lek girl shinned... Focusing the attetion of the dark room... And although almost nobody was staring at the twi'lek directly Ali felt...No... Ali heard how the thoughts of many others were focusing on the white skinned one... She grinned.

So many feelings... Not all of them as pure as her curiosity...

It wasn't that a female twi'lek was an unusual site... for Coursant. But to come here... She either had skill or she was really stupid.

She knew the human sitting with the white one... How silly of him to attract so much attention... Soon she might meet him... Intimately... again. She laughed out... Is she drunk? Or crazy?

She leaned on the frame of the booths entrance heavily. Her head rested on the frame as she looked at them.

Her curiosity was pure... Pure amongst all this shadow.




((( Nice RP! I hope i'm not spoiling anything. Just wanted to try out this character in some RP. Still working on her. Hope its not to confusing especially for you Sureshot. )))

“Scuse me!” The twi’lek said while tapping on Nex’s elbow.

He looked her over as she stood with a curious and playful look on her face. No doubt she’s never seen a Talortai before. With both avian and reptilian features, he was an odd sight compared to rodians, gamorreans, and wookies. With an amused grunt he leaned forward. Nex’s head and arms appeared from the shadow of the booth.

“Can I help you?” He said placing both arms on the table. “I don’t believe you’re here on smuggling business. In need of protection maybe? Although I believe you can handle yourself quite well.”

“So enlighten me. Why have you decided to confront me?”

Aliendra watched the twi'lek carefully... The white shine emanating from her was blinding. She narrowed her eyes but it hardly helped. She shook her head letting the implant reset her vision and then she noticed who the twil'lek was heading for...

"A Talortai? Here?" She blinked a few times in disbelief then she smiled to herself... "Impossible"

She only read about them... Saw a holo of one at the university somewhere... "No.."

Her sight started to blur... Change... "Where am i?" There was no Talortai in her sight any more.. No cantina...No twi'lek. It was the sea again... Endless and grey. She heard the waves thundering around her. She closed her eyes listening to it.

The whispers... A sea of whispers... As Grey as this planet. "To much!" She screamed in her head... But there was no sound.

She fell on the floor shaking, leaning on the booths entrance holding her head.

The emergency systems she installed kicked in at the last moment...

"Soo-zee, hit me up another sonic serv......."
His words were cut short as he saw the young red-headed girl fall to the floor.
"YOU! Get away from her!" He revealed a blaster under his coat to ward off all the bystanders who were sticking to her like a sand leech to a Bantha. You couldn't trust anybody in this joint and it would only be a matter of seconds before they had stolen every item that she held dear to her.

He rushed over to the poor defenceless girl.
"Hey, are you okay? You want to be more careful in this place."
It was only then that he realised who she was...
"Aliendra?!.....dammit have you been on the Glitterstim again?"
He signalled toward S00-Z to get the young girl some water.
"Come on, lets get you up on this seat"
He lifted her slumped body into the nearest alcove and held her tight so that she wouldnt descend to the floor again. Her body was fragile in his arms as if there was no weight to it whatsover. Gently tapping the side of her face he noticed some life return to her overglazed eyes.
"Nice to have you back with us.."

*With a smile and a slight curtsey, Ree nodded to the large and imposing figure before her, outstretching a small hand in greeting*

"Hello I'm Ree and I would like you to come and have a drink with me." *A wink then, partly playful but also more than a little provocative as she ran her other hand down the length of one of her lekku and then flicked the tip over her shoulder.*

"Actually I've been asked to get you to come and talk to an associate on behalf of business but I think my offer makes it sounds altogether more interesting, wouldnt you say? I..."

Her sentance was cut short with a mild thud noise followed by:

"YOU! Get away from her!" - Creeds voice.

As Ree turned her head away from Nex to follow the commotion, she turned back with what looked liked a different face, a different personality altogether.

Calm, cold and precise, all business.

"Change of plan. Come with me please, if you would."

A request had become a statement. Not rude or demanding, just matter-of-fact as if she was going through the motions regardless of Nex's response. Her eyes were firmly on the attractive red-headed human woman now slumped in Creeds arms as she rushed toward them to offer aid...

Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of a human female collapsing on the other side of the cantina. The human revealed his blaster as he ran towards the woman.

‘Not to smart. Easy way to send a cantina like this into an uproar.’ Nex though as he began to move from his seat.

Ree’tak ran towards the two humans as Nex got to his feet. He calmly walked over to where the red female was collecting herself, as she was still slightly dazed after what had occurred.

‘Humans can be such fragile species.’ Nex thought as he stood towering over the others around him. ‘She has cybernetic enhancements too, probably the only thing keeping her from being completely helpless at the moment.’

Nex had a few cybernetic enhancements installed over the years to help augment his combat prowess. An added bonus that came with the implants, with no real benefit or drawback, gave him the ability to pick out others who too have been “upgraded”.

He looked towards the human in the brown coat as he was helping the female. He lowered his head in a respectful bow. His exterior gave him an intimidating quality which proves very useful in weeding out undesirable confrontations, but overall he considered himself fairly easy to get along and do business with.

((( Just to clarify I use an apostrophe whenever my character thinks or says stuff in his head....is that alright with everyone or will that end up getting confusing?? )))

Aliendra slowly closed her eyes... Her breathing was calm... There was no sign of anything wrong with her. To anyone around her it seemed like she was sleeping... Like nothing ever happened.

" Will she be okay? She looks so peaceful. Like... She's sleeping."

"It's normal, don't worry. It means the system is working. This part is not that dangerous, but in a few more seconds..."

The System activated... Not many can afford such cybernetics. Top notch and quite illegal.

The problem wasn't the price of this... technology... at least for someone that was looking for it. Nor was its rarity... It was fairly a simple thing to build. The problem was the risk.

Her breathing suddenly stopped. Without any warning at all she just limped suddenly. Her skin seemed more pale then before... Typical...

Death from overdose would be what doctors say in this situation...

" What's happening?! Don't just stand there! Help her! She's dying!"

" Please calm down! Its the second stage of the process as I explained. Look.. see? Her blood is still flowing..."

There was no guarantee... A body is not a perfect machine. The power button can't be just turned off and on... But there was no other way to do this. Well... There were a few more legal ways that took allot of time. But this... This made it faster and... secret. Below radar.

Her heart wasn't beating... But she had a pulse... She was more and more pale... Like she bleeding fast... But there was no wound.. no blood.

" She's so pale...How long till we know doctor? "

"Just a few more seconds... "

One had to be mad... Or desperate to play Russian roulette like that with her own life... There wasn't many that did. Why risk your life when it takes just a few weeks in a hospital..? But Spice didn't attract sensible people that plan ahead... That care for their lives and heath... Spice was self destruction dressed in the alluring mask of ecstasy...

None wished their own death... Even less wished it to happen all the time.

But it wasn't her choice.

" Why is it taking so long?! Please! Don't let our daughter die... "

" There is no guarantee as i explained... You know the risk. If you want a guarantee go to a damn hospital... But you don't want to huh? Wait... She has a pulse... She's coming back!"


Not a minute has passed and her skin turned from pale white to normal red again... Like the blood was pumped into her from who knows where...

" It worked?! Will she be aright?"

" She should be... But each time she uses this will happen. It'll prevent her brain from taking any major damage... It'll prevent her from dyeing... By uhm... Killing her. Isn't this just beautiful? Glitterstim is a powerful spice. It drives mad and it doesn't take long before its fatal. This procedure should stop her from using... Should keep her clean.

It didn't stop her... She was a doctor herself. It didn't take long for her to figure out how to modify the system. Now it works for her, not against her.

They were ashamed... A Glitter- bitter in the family? Her life wasn't worth loosing their social status... Still it was worth something.

They said she was sick... Just that... sick. A rare illness... Yeah right!

She suddenly opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She looked straight at Creed that was holding her... Her hand moved fast to his neck with something tiny, sharp and shiny in it.


(( Hope its not to confusing for you all... Tried to use a "retrospective dialogue" to "show" a story... Might be a bit god-modnig from my side there... Anyway... Sorry if this post is unreadable. Just improvising really.

EDIT: Ok... Modified it a bit so its more logical. The implant is one of 2-3 she has. It ws designed to shut her body down and clean it from all drugs before they affect her. Her parents didn't believe in the strength of her will it seems heh. She modified it. Now it cleans her each time she overdoses...Hope it makes more sense now. It does at least for me. Heh.. ))

A man got out of his airspeeder. He was about 6ft tall with short dark spiked hair and clad in his newly repaired armour. The man looks fairly tanned apart from a slight purple stain in the hollow of his throat, and looks good for his age. He adjusts the mic ear piece before turning back to the passenger.

“This time i want you to stay in the speeder unless I CALL you this time, understood?” he said to the lady still in the vehicle.

She was about 18 with long blonde hair and easy on the eyes. She just looked at him blankly as if not even noticing he spoke or that he was even there. She to also had the same purple stain on her throat

“I mean it this time” he said as he walked toward the meeting point, Checking his pistol and rifle were secure. As he got closer to the cantina he noticed that the place looked like a dive. He pushed open the door with his left hand keeping his right by his pistol.

As he waited for his eyes to adjust to the dingy lighting he glimpsed a pretty young lady with red hair who looked like she was sleeping, but with the small crowed of people around her he could tell something was up.

His thoughts were proven right as he noticed her eyes flick open and her hand move towards the man in the brown coat neck.

“Look out!” he shouts towards the group as he draws his blaster

((Hi all thought i would thow myself in here, and sorry for any spelling mistakes, Also i like the flashback you did Aliendra though it did throw me off at first untill i realized what it was ))

Through all the commotion he hadn't noticed Ree'tak and Nex by his side. The Talortai was an impressive sight to say the least and the slight bow of his head proved he was friendlier than was first expected.

"Greetings Nex, I am Creed. My employer asked me to meet...."
Again, his words were cut short by a tall handsome yet gruff looking man running into the cantina, blaster drawn and shouting a warning to him......
"'Look out!"
He hardly had any time to register the mans words but when they did, they rang like a thousand bells all chiming at once inside his mind.

Realising that Aliendra had something aimed straight toward his jugular he dove backward propelling his body 5 feet and into S00-Z, knocking the defenceless droid and her assortment of drinks across the cantina floor.

"Aliendra?!! What the brix do you think think you're doing?!!!"
This girl really must have been out of it. She wasn't even aware that she was attacking a colleague and one might say 'friend'.

"Whats the deal with you girl? One minute you're fixing me up and the next you're trying to kill me!!"...

He turned his attention to the man that had just saved his life...
"Friend, I owe you one...."
"Oh and Soo-zee, sorry about the mess."
He flicked a credit chip into one of the glasses that the droid was still frantically trying to pick up.

His attention then turned back to Aliendra who appeared to be coming around.
If his looks could kill, she'd already be dead by now.

((@ Raif - Does you character have a name? I was going to put it under where it says characters. @Aliendra - No worries, no god-modding from what I can see!))