Mar 21, 2015
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“What did I tell you last time, heh? No one would notice. Ever.”
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“What did I tell you last time, heh? No one would notice. Ever.”
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Yeah, Vader saying something about being a "good girl" also helped. Dral is just gonna...yeah.
//Hence I practice separate AUs... makes things easier this way :)
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“generxlskywalker reblogged your photo “mila-kunis-is: Mila Kunis”...”
Get along or get it on? Honestly I can't tell but this should be interesting.
And so much fun, too :) Portman x Kunis shots do require some tension rp things... ;)
As for the phrasing, knowing Xerra how she says one thing implying the other, you’ve figured it out.
pacificbookworm reblogged your post Keep readingRead More Now! and added:
Omg, love the necklace, and looking good as usual :-)
jaingandjaro replied to your post “[[MOR] //Here’s another mun pic before I try to sleep. My…”
Nice pendant!
//This is my most favourite thing to wear now :) Helps to make friends, too ;)
Lived Long Enough to Become the Villain. ((I know she's a "bad guy" already. I wanna see crazy, disheveled, somehow-got-a-blaster-and-now-rampaging Aniasis.))
Captured.
She had never been captured before. She was scared, but didn’t let it show. Aniasis kept her demeanor icy and aloof, fitting for Lady Vader. More than scared, she was pissed. Pissed at her captors for taking her, pissed at herself for letting them and pissed at the Rebellion for causing mayhem in the galaxy and her life. She stoked the white hot anger that was prickling her nerves, it would serve her well, in time.
Her captors were taking her to a Rebel base on the other side of the planet. They didn’t hurt her, but they didn’t hold back their animosity towards the Empire. Aniasis wasn’t sure what they were planning to do with her. Ply her for information? Simply hold her there for ransom, use her as a bargaining chip?
Shaken out of her reverie, the ship shuddered. All the occupants could see was the ground becoming nearer and nearer…
Aniasis came to sometime later. She was still strapped into her seat. The Rebels who captured her had removed her binders when the ship took off. Obviously she wasn’t going anywhere. Slowly, she opened her eyes. She had a decent headache, probably from her head bouncing around on the headrest, and a pain in her forearm, but otherwise seemed fine. Her captors were not so lucky. They were walking freely around the ship when the crash occurred and where tossed around like rag dolls. One’s neck was clearly broken and the other was not breathing. She judged by the clumping, sticky blood on their bodies that they have been dead for a few hours.
The ship had landed on the opposite side Aniasis was sitting on, leaving her sideways in the air. She carefully unbuckled herself and maneuvered herself to the floor.
Standing on wobbly legs, she leaned against the wall to steady herself and examine her current. Her dress was torn, her once perfectly styled hair, now wild. Her eye makeup and lipstick was running, giving her an almost crazed look with oil and dirt from the wreckage smeared on her body and dress.
She received a large gash on her right forearm from the crash, that’s what caused the pain
Not wanting to ruin her dress anymore than it was, she tore fabric from one of her deceased captor’s clothes. She tied it around the wound to keep it as clean as possible, but messing with it caused the dried blood to flake away, opening the wound. Blood was seeping through the temporary bandage in some places. Trails of dried blood ran down her arm.
She stole a blaster from one of the captors. Her own had flown out it’s holster on impact and she didn’t want to mess with finding it.
A plan was forming in her mind as the pent up anger from being captured began to vent. Aniasis was able to bring up the coordinates to the base on the ships nav. It was only a short distance way.
She would admit, the Rebels were better than she gave them credit for. As soon as she stepped on Rebel territory, they were on her. Patrol troops began firing. She dodged behind a tree and flattened herself against it. In the split second the blasters were silent, she peaked over the side and shot twice. One hit it’s mark. She had to tell herself that they were not people, only symbols of the Rebellion, that this was the only way they could atone for their treasons.
A bolt zipped past her head just as she jerked herself back behind the tree. Seconds later, she shot again, missed, tried again, and took out another target. There was one left.
The remaining Rebel was a woman, the one who sent the blaster bolt whizzing by Aniasis’ head. Feeling the anger bubble up, Aniasis charged from out behind the tree. This startled the Rebel, allowing Aniasis to run undeterred. She pounced on the Rebel. The two struggled, trying to restrain and disarm the other. Aniasis gained the upper hand, stealing the Rebel’s blaster and holstering the other one. Aniasis roughly pulled the Rebel up on her feet, wrapping an arm around her to keep her in place, while placing the blaster precariously close to the Rebel’s head.
“Let me in,” Aniasis hissed.
They walked through a back entrance and into the main hangar.
The room quieted at the sight of Lady Vader.
“I’m here to negotiate a cease fire.” Aniasis called.
[ ♛ ] send me your url and i'll tell you the following Anonymous submitted JaingandJaro
my opinion on;
character in general: An incredible, believable portrayal of the character! how they play them: Utterly seamless. the mun: Funny, full of information and ideas!
do i;
follow them: Yes rp with them: Yes want to rp with them: Always ship their character with mine: Nah, they're practically family. They bicker too much anyway!
what is my;
overall opinion: One of the greatest Star Wars roleplayers we have.
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