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Open Star Wars: The Clone Wars Roleplay

The Clone Wars is currently in it's first year, in 22 BBY. The battle of Geonosis took place only a month prior. A joint-battalion strike has been issued on heavily-armed worlds under the control of the Confederacy of Independent Systems. The first of these is the planet of Raxus Prime, where Jedi General Cin Darr Sk'aar is leading the joint-strike operation against the C.I.S. on the planet. Meanwhile, another Jedi General (currently open to whoever wants to be this Jedi) is leading the battle in orbit against the Confederacy's space forces. This battle's participants consists of several Jedi, thousands of soldiers - clones, volunteers, and droids alike - and rumor has it there may even be Dark Jedi lurking about.

Here's the discussion thread: https://pokecharms.com/threads/star-wars-the-clone-wars-roleplay-discussion-ooc.16260/

Rules:
1. Follow the Pokecharms rules.
2. Do NOT Roleplay as an existing character in the Star Wars Universe.
3. You may have a total of five characters, only one can be a Jedi, and only one can be a Dark Jedi (Dark-side users who serve the current Lord of the Sith and their apprentice). The only acceptance is if you're doing a Master-Apprentice thing (Ex.: One is a padawan, while the other is their Master). You can add in another character at any time, so long as you're not passed the limit. If one of your characters die, you can replace them
4. As, in this time frame, the Rule of Two is in place, you may NOT be a Darth or a Lord, or even truly a Sith. You are a Force-User trained in Sith ways, if you're a Force-User at all.
5. While most Republic soldiers at this time are clones, you may be a volunteer trooper of any species, be it Trandoshan, Wookiee, Bothan, whatever you want.
6. There are two Jedi Generals leading the troopers, mine on the ground, and another in space. At this time, it is not taken, and you may put it in your character description under "Other" if you wish to be this Jedi.
7. You can be a descendant of an existing Star Wars character, as long as it makes sense! No, being Anakin's secret son during the Clone Wars who is somehow in their mid-twenties and is a full-fledged Jedi Knight does not make sense. I don't want to see any "Son of [Insert currently living Star Wars character here]." Like, you can be a descendant of Revan, for example, if you want and if you can explain it. However, I'd prefer it if you make your character completely original.
8. For the love of the Force, don't be a Force-Sensitive Clone Trooper, or a Clone who uses a Lightsaber.
9. If you want to be an Alpha-Class ARC, clear it with me first. Same goes for being a commander of a battalion during this battle. The only people who can be Council members are myself, and if they wish, the Jedi leading the space battle.
10. In this battle, these are not the entirety of these legions, just detachments, so you can be whatever legion you want, existing or made-up!
11. Try not to make every one of your clones a Lieutenant or Captain or something, try to mix it up.
12. Remember, the Clones have their Phase 1 armor as of right now.
13. Don't be one of those people who think they can prematurely execute Order 66. If this RP actually lives long enough to that point, I will oversee it.
14. Unless it's a very short message, leave OOC for the discussion thread.
15. This Roleplay IS open, so just make your character and hop on in.
16. If someone makes their own legion/battalion etc., you don't need their permission to join it unless they SPECIFICALLY say so in the "Legion/Battalion" section.
17. Profanity and romance is allowed, just keep the romance to kissing, hugging, etc. Just remember, you'll most likely have to keep romance under wraps.

Character Sheet:
("*'s" are optional)
Serial Number (For clones, volunteers, and battle droids):
Name (Null and void for clones and battle droids):
*Nickname:
Rank (If any):
Legion/Battalion (If any):
Gender:
Species:
Physical Appearance:
Armor/Clothing Appearance:
Force Sensitive?: Yes/No
*Weaponry:
*Backstory:
*Personality:
*Equipment:
*Skillset (If a Lightsaber Wielder, put known Lightsaber Forms here):

Two of mine, of which you can skip if you wish:

Name: Cin Darr Sk'aar (Pronounced "Sin, Dahr, Scar," or sounds like "Cinder Scar.")
Gender: Male
Rank: A Jedi Council member and Senior Jedi General of the Republic
Legion/Battalion: 331st Nexu Corps (Colors are black, witha purple secondary.)
Species: Kaleesh
Physical Appearance: Cin is a tall, Kaleesh male. He stands at 7'0" exactly, and has an average muscle build. He has reddish-brown skin, like most of his species, and two "tusks" protruding from his upper jaw, and some smaller ones on his chin. Sk'aar has yellow, slit pupils.
Armor/Clothing Appearance: Cin Darr Sk'aar wears a mainly black bone mask. However, there is a large, purple stripe starting from the upper left of the mask, going down diagonally to the lower right of the mask. The mask covers the entirety of his face, except for his eyes. Cin's robes are a dark-grey color, with matching boots.
Force Sensitive?: Yes
*Weaponry: Purple-Bladed Lightsaber. The lightsaber is mainly black, with a silver grip.
*Backstory: Cin Darr Sk'aar was born on the planet of Nar Shaddaa, in 52 BBY. When he was only three months old, he was found by the Jedi Order and taken in for training. Until the age of ten, Cin did not wear a bone mask like most of his people, because he was ignorant on the tradition. However, after studying the history and culture of his species in the temple archives, he adopted a mask of his own. At the age of thirteen, he was taken under the wing of Mace Windu, who taught the young Kaleesh the ways of the Jedi, as well as a variation of the seventh Lightsaber form: Vapaad. At the age of twenty, Cin became a full-fledged Jedi Knight. Coincidentally, Cin ended up using the same color Lightsaber as his master. While he was a Knight, Cin spent his time in pursuit of knowledge, and furthering his dueling skills. Because of this, whenever he dueled his former master, he gave the Korun Jedi a hard time during the fight, though Mace always won. In 24 BBY, two years before the Clone Wars, at the age of twenty eight, Cin was put on the Jedi Council. He was among the Jedi Mace and Yoda led to Geonosis, in an effort to stop Count Dooku. Now, he leads the 331st Nexu Corps, with Marshal Commander Priest.
*Personality: Cin is usually straightforward when it comes to talking to people. However, in battle, he is often revered throughout the Republic as a tactical genius. He tries to think of the best strategy that ends in victory, with the least amount of casualties as possible. Although Cin cares deeply for his men and his allies, the same can not be said for his enemies. He adopted many of his master's ways, including not being afraid or hesitant to kill an enemy.
*Equipment: Grappling hook, detonation charges
*Skillset: Vapaad, Shien and Djem So Lightsaber Forms, acrobatics, precognition, hand to hand combat, Force abilities, tactical thinking

Serial Number: Alpha-8
*Nickname: Priest
Gender: Male
Rank: Marshal Commander
Legion/Battalion: 331st Nexu Corps (Black primary with purple secondary)
Species: Human (Fett Clone)
Physical Appearance: The usual appearance of a clone. However, Priest has a buzzcut.
Armor/Clothing Appearance: Standard clone armor, painted black with purple splotches, looking like spray paint, with added features. A purple pauldron and a black kama with a purple trim, with added pistol holsters. A purple rangefinder on the side of his helmet.
Force Sensitive?: No
*Weaponry: DC15A Blaster Rifle, Twin DC-17 Sidearm Pistols, wrist-mounted vibro-knives.
*Backstory: Priest was raised like the other Alpha Clones on Kamino. He served alongside Cin Darr Sk'aar on Geonosis, and is now the Kaleesh Jedi's second in command for the 331st Nexu Corps. Priest also leads his own company, Talon Company.
*Personality: Priest is a free-thinker among clones. He usually follows orders, but adds his own little twist to them. He has deep respect for the Jedi, and is proud to be apart of the war effort against the Confederacy. He has a tendency to speak in Mando'a, from time to time.
*Equipment: Thermal Detonators, EMP grenades (Droid Poppers), detonation charges, wrist-mounted grappling hook.
*Skillset: Acrobatics, Mandalorian hand-to-hand combat, free-thinking, Alpha-Class ARC training.

(I'm also stating this. Priest is currently leading a small covert squad behind enemy lines. You can add your clone/volunteer to that mix.)
-RP-
The Republic and Confederate forces were currently in a stalemate. The Republic was currently dug in, thanks to a large ray shield. The Confederacy, however, was doing the same. Cin could tell the Confederacy planned to march soon, however, with their AATs at the front, which would take the brunt of what the Republic could muster at the moment. "I hope the Commander gets done soon, it won't be long now." Cin murmured, before looking over to a Lieutenant. "Lieutenant, are the cannons ready to fire?" Cin inquired. The Lieutenant responded with a quick "Yes, sir!" Cin nodded, before he spoke again. "Tell them to be ready on my mark."

Priest looked down, at the molten, yellow colored lake below him. On a ledge, the Alpha quickly leaned back, and made sure he was against the wall. He looked back at the ten clone troopers following him. Their mission was to get passed the C.I.S.'s shield, and deactivate it so the Republic could lay it to waste with their heavy cannons. "Keep on moving, adike. We're nearing the aru'e's target area, now." He ordered. As Priest said that, the group passed through their shield. It wasn't far, now.
 
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Serial Number (For clones, volunteers, and battle droids):21376
Name (Null and void for clones and battle droids):
*Nickname: Volcano
Rank (If any): Commando
Legion/Battalion (If any):
Gender: Male
Species: Clone
Physical Appearance: (Like Fixer from republic commando)
Armor/Clothing Appearance: (Like Fixer from republic commando)
Force Sensitive?: No
*Weaponry: Blaster, knife
*Backstory: He is a clone. He fought.
*Personality: Loyal, creative, brave
*Equipment: Rope, flashlight
*Skillset (If a Lightsaber Wielder, put known Lightsaber Forms here):
 
Name: Bijora Va'krel
Nickname: Boss (Affectionate nickname from Van)
Rank: Jedi Master
Legion/Battalion: 824th Valon Corps
Gender: Female
Species: Twi'lek
Physical Appearance: Bijora stands a bit taller for her species, and her skin is a dark forest like green. Her head tentacles reach back to about her waist, and a brown headpiece that has straps of leather around the tentaces. Her eyes are a steely grey. She has a thin wiry frame.
Armor/Clothing Appearance: Bijora wears a black skin tight suit, made with strong fibers for taking explosions, and blasts from short range. Over this, she wears a standard brown robe with pale white cuffs. However, during battles, she wears a lighter brown jacket with straps connecting it together, in the front. She also wears black armored pants, and dusty, thin boots, that still allow agile movements.
Force Sensitive?: Yes
Weaponry: Bijora is equipped with a light blue light saber, with a slightly curved handle, allowing easier movements. This light saber was a parting gift from her master who died many years ago. The handle is a dark grey, while the grip is a pale silver color.
Personality: Bijora is a calm, collected Jedi. She is very kind, and thoughtful. She however is a very straight thinker, and doesn't always get a joke you tell her. She has, a seemingly endless supply of patience and loves to teach.
Equipment: Standard Jedi Equipment
Skillset (If a Lightsaber Wielder, put known Lightsaber Forms here): Shii Cho, Djen So, Soresu, and Ataru Lightsaber forms, excellent leadership skills, and very knowledgeable about a variety of martial arts. Agility, and object mainupatin through the force. Patience.

Name: Van Camastra
Nickname: Sky (An affectionate nickname from Bijora)
Rank: Pawadan of Bijora Va'krel
Legion/Battalion: 824th Valon Corps
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Physical Appearance: Van is a young handsome man, with sandy blonde hair and a each skin tone. His hair is about four inches in length and is quite messyHowever his hands are stained with grease from his constant tinkering, and often for less formal events there is some kind of grease upon his face. He has a thin, but well built build. On his right shoulder is a dark circular scar, from a mishap when he was younger.
Armor/Clothing Appearance: Van wears a light brown robe with a white undeerrshirt, and brown pants. His clothing for battle and formal wear are quite standard. However, his robes are laced with goodies that he added himself. However for more casual events, he wears a stained white undershirt, with a black leather jacket over it. The jacket is well worn, and has dark brown patches on the shoulders and the elbows. He also wears a light brown pants with darker brown boots.
Force Sensitive?: Yes
Weaponry: Van, has a green light saber, with a straight forward handle, with a steel color and black grips.
Personality: Van is someone who is quick to act, and help others. However he has a strong moral compass. He often risks himself for others. He is one who makes jokes and is very friendly with an undying loyalty.
Equipment: His robes has a homing beacon that lets him send a signal to a nearby ship. His robe has a tactical EMP, which he can use by placing the side of his arm on a specific object, and hitting a button. His belt has a grappling hook, that he can manipulate in the direction with the force, and unlike the standard grappling hook, Jedi's have, this one is hands free. He also carries tools for tinkering and hacking with him, at all times. He also has a few thermal grenades at his disposal.
Skillset: Vaapad and Shien Lightsaber Forms, great with tools and is a mechanic. He can easily hack into systems and build machines. His battle strategy s primarily rushing his opponent at full force and relying on his speed. He is quick to adapt, and is a great pilot. He also built R2-Y6. Blaster Training.

Serial Number
: R2-Y6
Nickname: Y6
Rank: N/A
Legion/Battalion: 824th Valon Corps
Gender: N/A but uses male Pronouns
Species: Astromech Droid, R2 series
Physical Appearance: Simple R2 Design with a white and gold color.
Armor/Clothing Appearance: Golden Armor plating along the legs and middle of the droid.
Force Sensitive?: No
Weaponry: Simple Tazer, and Rocket Jets, but overall useless in battle
Personality: Very kind, and nice to everyone. Y6 is very polite, unless he's angry. When he's angry he gets pretty scary.
Equipment: Tazer, Rocket Jets, Network wiring and hacking equipment, Lightsaber holder. Can also store tools for Van.
Skillset: Smart, and cunning. Very polite and very versatile, allowing him to be used in a variety of tasks beside, just helping with Van's Starfighter. Built by Van.

Serial Number: Beta-3
Nickname: Sparks
Rank : Cadet
Legion/Battalion: 824th Valon Corps
Gender: Male
Species: Human (Fett Clone)
Physical Appearance: Baisc clone appearance. However he has a scar over his left eyebrow, and has a buzz cut.
Armor/Clothing Appearance: Basic White, Phase 1 Armor. Nothing special, except for a black rangefinder equipped to his helmet.
Force Sensitive?: No
Weaponry: Equiped with stanard Clone Gear. DC- 15 Blaster Rifle, DC-15A Blaster, Blaster Pistol, all in a standard black color.
Personality: Sparks is a quiet, but loyal soilder. He, like all clones, are willing to take orders and is completely obedient. However, has is proud of his shooting ability, but is still humble.
Equipment: Wrist Mounted Grappling Hook, Thermal Detonators, EMP Grenades
Skillset: Great shot, stealthy, and works well with following orders.

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Beta-3, AKA Sparks stood behind his mission leader and clutched his rifle. As Priest his commanding officer led them though the shield, he gelt butterflies in his stomach. Fighting could break out any moment and the tension was high. But soon they would complete their mission, if things went the way they were supposed to.


Jedi Master, Bijora Va'krel, exited the Jedi Council's chamber. In her hands was the mission report and blueprints for a Sepratist Prison, just north of the current battle, that was raging on.

She walked into the hanger, where she was met by her Padawan, Van Camastra, and his R2-unit, R2-Y6. He was wearing his more casual outfit, and his face was smudged with grease.
"So, Boss, did we get a good to go?" He asked, wiping his face off with a rag.

She gave him a nod and handed him the blueprints, complete with their plan of attack. "We'll fly towards the prison disguised as a cargo ship. Due to the current state of the battle, we should get through unnoticed. Then we free the prisoners and escape," she said, describing the plan.

Van gave a nod. "I'll go change and we'll be good to go," he said before running off to change.
 
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Above the airspace of the planet where the main conflict was taking place, three Separatist ships were attempting to arrive at Raxus Prime with reinforcements for the troops below. New droids, tanks, shields, materials... It was an effort to buff the battle below and shift the tides to the sides of the Separatists.
They were attempting to arrive, but couldn't thanks to the Protector, the Republic ship blasting them with tons of lasers. Admiral Yato was commanding the ship belonging to the 437th Assault Legion as usual. He was currently at the bridge, barking out orders. The General had an insane plan. One Republic cruiser against three Separatist battleships? He did have a tendency for making these strategies work, though...
"General, the first battleship is in position." he said, checking the readings. On one of his screens was a transmission of Master Ka'lar.
"Good." he said. "Just leave it to my squad."

The first ship had just flown past a large asteroid, cannons firing at the defensive Protector. From the first asteroid came a small squad of ships. In the lead was a Jedi ship - there were two of them, in fact. The one in the lead was Jedi Master John Ka'lar, head of the 437th Legion. He broke off from the squad, a single ship staying with him. The two ships shot up towards the top of the ship and began to fire down, blasting the bridge. The bridge attack was merely a diversion, however, as the rest of the ships entered a tunnel that the Jedi had blasted open during their bombing run. The ships flew inside the ship, blasting the inside. All but one of the ships left, leaving one to encounter the power core. The fighter shot off two Proton Torpedos and fled as fast as it could. The ship blew up in a massive explosion, and the ships fled back to the Protector. The commanding ship landed, and the Jedi jumped out. One of the clones on the ship was waiting for him.
"Sir! A message from Raxus Prime, sir!"
"I'll be right there." John said, walking towards the communications room. The pilot of the ship that had destroyed the battleship - CC-5020, also known as Commander Jack - joined him, as did the fellow Jedi - Ka'lar's Padawan, Margot Venei. They entered the comm room as the rest of the fighters finished their ship's tune-ups and flew back out. "Master Sk'arr? Is that you? I'd like you to know that the fight up here is going well, as we've already taken out one of the enemy ships."
 
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Cin had waited for at least a few minutes before Master Ka'lar finally responded. He sighed when his fellow Jedi finally answered. "Good, that is what I called to check up on. I wish the situation was as fortunate on the ground, though." He replied, before continuing. "Our main battle forces are in a stalemate. Both of us have shields up, so bombing and cannons are a no-go for either side. However, I have a plan already in motion to take out their shield generator."

Meanwhile, Priest overlooked the CIS encampment, and pulled down his rangefinder. "Alright, adike. Remember, we get in, plant the detonation charges on the shield generator devices, and get out. Once we're at a safe distance, we blow it." As Priest briefed his squad, he began setting up areas for them to rappel down on, three at a time. "Any questions?"
 
"That's not good." Master Ka'lar said. "If you wish, I can send my Padawan down with a few squads to help where she can.
"We can't send too many people though, General." Jack added. "We still have two more battleships to take down up here, and they might send more reinforcements."
"We'll be able to handle them."
 
"That's unnecessary, Master Ka'lar. It's not lack of troops, it's simply we can't risk a full-on charge." Cin informed, putting a hand to his bone-masked chin. "On the off chance we even get troopers pass the enemy's shield, the few survivors would get torn apart by their infantry and tanks. All we need is for their shields to go down, and my team is handling that. Keep your troops with you. It's a game of patience down here. And it's one I plan to win."
 
"Patience is overrated, Master Sk'arr, but do your thing." John said, cutting the transmission. He opened the door, and the group headed back out to their spaceships. The Jedi hopped aboard his star fighter. "Let's roll, Arthree!" The engines flared, and Master Ka'lar flew out. The Separatists had launched star fighters - Hyena-class bomber droids were flying after the squads of Republic ARC-170s. A new ship was out in the lead, taking heavy fire. It seemed this ship had the troops on it.
 
Cin couldn't help but to smirk at Ka'lar's thoughtd on patience after his fellow Jedi cut the holocall. Not that anyone could see it, anyway, because of his mask. "Patience is what we'll need to win this battle. And faith. Of that much, I am sure." Cin said, looking in the distance towards the C.I.S. encampment.

Priest pointed to two random clone troopers. "You two are with me on the first descent. Then you three." He said, pointing to three others. He then pointed to Sparks and one other clone. "Then you two. You last two will remain up here, on guard to make sure our exit is clear. Alright, adike, let's make this quick and quiet." Priest instructed, as he and the other two clones rappelled down the ledge. As soon as their boots touched the ground, they made their way behind a crate. Luckily for them, the C.I.S. shield generator was currently on the ground in the middle of what seemed to be a makeshift cargo hold. Except there were no walls to store the cargo. There were large crates everywhere, which made the layout good for sneaking. When it came to corners, it all depended on who had the faster reflexes, the clone or the droid. He and his men waited, as the next group of clones rappelled down. After that, the six simply waited on Sparks and the other clone.
 
The second ship was going down, pelted with explosions from all angles and falling apart. There was just one left... and a crazy amount of starfighters. Master Ka'lar began a bombing run, two squads - Ten of Spades and Ten of Clubs - forming up alongside him and dropping the Proton Torpedos. Some Vulture Droids dropped out of starfighter mode to try and make some repairs on the ship, and the Clones blasted them. The Jedi dropped the last Proton Torpedo he had as he passed the bridge, flying away to reload and regroup. During this time, he was still blasting Vulture Droids where he could. Margot and Jack were also working on blasting the droids, right next to each other.
 
Sparks and the other clone, rappeled down the ledge. Sparks was currently feeling butterflies in his stomach as his feet scraped the edge of the ledge. He was nervous to say the least. Sparks kept a straight face throughout the whole endeavor, and as he touched the round he took his postition behind a nearby crate.


Both Bijora and Van were each piloting a Eta-2 Actis-class light interceptor, with Van having help from R2-Y6. "Okay boss, we're entering enemy airspace." Van said as he avoided a piece of wreckage that floated past.

"Okay, stay low, we'll stay off the radar and look for an opening," Bijora responded.
 
Priest surveyed the area around the shield generator. Three Commando droids, all looking in opposite directions. He would have to move quick. Priest motioned for Sparks to come over to him. "You there, take these." He ordered, sliding off his backpack and handing it to Sparks. "As soon as I take down those three Commandos, you set the charges on the shield generator and a few nearby crates. The rest of you, start setting charges now, make sure you don't get caught." He said, before getting ready to move. The Alpha stealthily made his way to the end of his crate, and peered over.

With all the speed he could muster, Priest sprinted towards the first Commando droid. As the droid raised it's blaster to fire, the Clone knocked it aside, and stabbed it's faceplate several times with his vibro-wrist knife. Unfortunately, the clattering of the Commando's blaster made the other two turn. Quickly, Priest detached his two knives from his gauntlets and threw them at the droids. Two down. One last to go. Unfortunately, the third had reacted quickly enough to avoid the knife. So, Priest charged it, and tackled the droid down. He moved his foot over the droid's head, and stomped on it. He surveyed the area again before reporting: "Clear. Start planting those charges."
 
John Ka'lar sliced at the Droids. He was inside the ship with his Padawan, slashing apart the Separatist clankers. They were in the generator room, his Padawan having a backpack full of explosives. She had finished setting them. "Done! Let's go, Master!"
"Right!" Master Ka'lar said, running back to the Clone Gunship they had. As soon as they were in, the ship set off and Venei blew up the explosives. The ship exploded in a blazing fury.
"Great job, team." Ka'lar said. "That's the last of them. Radio Master Sk'arr and tell them we've completed the fight up here, and will soon be heading out to the next objective."
 
Name (Null and void for clones and battle droids): Vin
*Nickname: Vine
Rank (If any): Jedi master
Legion/Battalion (If any):
Gender: Male
Species: Keshiri
Physical Appearance
: Lavender Coloured Skin, Silver Hair, Dark Blue Eyes.
Armour/Clothing Appearance: He Wears A Dark brown Robe, With Sandals That Are Navy Blue.
Force Sensitive?: Yes/No: Yes
*Weaponry: One Green Crossguard Lightsaber, and The Force.
*Backstory: Doesn't Touch Upon It.
*Personality: Weird, Though Kind When You Get To Know Him, Has A Soft Spot For Orphans. A Great Pilot.
*Equipment: His Lightsaber, And That's All He Needs.
*Skillset (If a Lightsaber Wielder, put known Lightsaber Forms here): brilliant With His Crossguard Lightsaber, Fast, Great pilot, Using The force.

RP:
Vin Was Walking Out The Jedi Council Meting Room, He Sighed
"well, That Went By Quicker That Expected..." he Wandered Around.
 
Serial Number: CT-12397
Nickname: Cutter
Rank: Corporal
Legion/Battalion: Two hundred and twenty third Sharpshooter battalion
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Physical Appearance: Beige colored skin, Blue eyes, Black hair.
Armor/Clothing Appearance: Black Primary with a dark blue secondary stripe on left shoulder
Force Sensitive?: No
Weaponry: DC-15x Sniper Rifle and a DC-15S blaster.
*Backstory: Born on Kamino, he is just a regular clone trooper but showed exeeding skill with the DC-15x sniper rifle and because of that entered the 223rd Sharpshooter battalion
*Personality: A little psychotic and mentally unstable after an LAAT crash during the battle of geonosis, Shows a deep hatred for geonosians and battle droids after what they did to his squad-mates.
*Equipment: R-1 Recon Droid, V-1 thermal detonator, Grappling hook, Quadnoculars (Quadnocs).
*Skillset: Sniper/ scout/ foot soldier/ Pilot (if the need arises)
 
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Sparks gave a nod, and rushed towards the shield generator with the bag in hand. Silently he pressed the charges onto the generator, before moving to go to the crates around him. After a minute he rushed back. "Sir, the charges are set," Sparks said, standing tall, with the bag hooked around his arm.
 
RP:
Cutter would be inspecting his rifle with great care, ready for a fight, even though he was on a venator class cruiser orbiting couruscant, he still remembered the battle of geonosis as if it were yesterday... He sighed and put on his helmet. He made his way to the training area. The entire time, he was silent. Suddenly, cutter would get orders from the bridge, they were headed to raxus prime. He had orders to get to the nearest LAAT gunship and be ready for heavy droid resistance, as they were going to assist clone forces on the ground, and use their ship, the executioner to act as extra defense, even though there was already a republic ship in orbit. "Who are we getting the orders from sir?" Asked cutter. "The chancellor himself! Now get to a gunship! That is an order!" Replied his CO through the comlink. Cutter nodded and ended the transmission as he ran for the nearest gunship. Right as he got to the gunship, the ship went into hyperspace. "So, who's the new guy?" Asked one of the clones in regard to cutter. "Names cutter, but you can just call me your new boss. Since our battalion suffered heavy losses during the battle of geonosis, I will be your new sergeant, am I understood?" Said cutter. "SIR YES SIR!" Replied all the clones in the gunship.
 
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Priest nodded, smiling under his helmet. He retrieved his vibro-knives, and put them back into their slots on his wrists, sheathing them. "Good." Priest replied. "That means we're done here. Round everyone up, tell them we're heading back to the ledge, and heading back to the FOB from the way we came in." He ordered, taking one last look around. "I'll make sure there's nothing of value nearby."
 
Suddenly, the executioner would arrive in orbit around Raxus prime, on the bridge, a small bit of controlled panic would ensue, as they tried to dodge asteroids and the debris from the three C.I.S ships. The pilots in the hangar would get the order to head to the clone FOB on raxus prime. Gunship after Gunship would pour out of the hangar bay. "Tighten your helmets men!" Cutter would say as they prepared to go into battle. After about 5 minutes visual contact with the FOB was made. Pilot: "WE ARE GOING IN! HANG ON!" The gunships would start to get bombarded by C.I.S anti air fire. Pilot: "EVERYONE HOLD ON! WE'RE GOING IN HOT!" Gunships would start to get picked off one by one. Clone trooper: "good thing those droids can't aim" The trooper obviously hadn't seen the other gunships. Cutter: "you had to open your mouth..." Cutters gunship would get hit, and would start to go down. The pilot would contact the FOB for assistance, before being killed by another hit. Cutter: "BRACE FOR IMPACT!!!" The gunship crashed on a ridge near the FOB.
 
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General Sk'aar listened to the SOS, as he watched the same gunship crash down at a nearby ridge. He looked back to a Sergeant from the 331st. "Sergeant, gather your squad. We're going to rescue those troopers." He ordered, as he readied his lightsaber. The Sergeant replied with a quick "Yes, sir!" before gathering his men.

The Sergeant peered through his macro-binoculars at the wreckage of the LAAT. "Lifesigns are scrambled, but there. Heat from the engine is interfering though, so I can't specify how many." He reported, a she handed the binoculars to Cin. He peered through them, and afterward skimmed the area. He spotted a squadron of Super Battle Droids inbound to the wreckage. "Sergeant, have your men distract the Super Battle droids, the medic will go with me." Cin ordered, before igniting his lightsaber. Simultaneously, his Clone companions fired their blaster rifles at the nearing droids, and the clone medic followed Cin down to the gunship. Using the Force, Cin ripped one of the doors off the LAAT, and motioned for the medic to check on the survivors. As the medic did, the Jedi leapt over the wreckage, and charged the Super Battle Droids.
 
Cutter would hear the fight outside the LAAT. He would look at the other awake clone, then the medic. Cutter: "Help anyone else alive.... I'll help the jedi..." Cutter would get out of the wreck pushing past the medic. He then made visual contact with the droids and then fired his pistol at some of the super battle droids, one of his arms would be hanging limp at his side, he felt no pain, but started to feel weak, and extremely tired... and he fell to his knees after nailing a few of the super battle droids in their face plates. Cutter would pass out from shock. He felt he had completed his mission.

Meanwhile in orbit, Captain Cable, the officer in charge of the Executor, noticed what looked like flying debris. He realized that they were boarding craft. "OPEN FIRE!" ordered cable. But it was too late. Boarding craft reached the Executor, and started to deploy commando and super battle droids to the hangar of the ship. The ship ordered all available clones to repel the boarders. By the time most of the clones got to the hangar bay there were hundreds of deployed droids, forcing the clones to retreat to other sections of the ship. Commando droids started to enter the ventilation, to ambush unsuspecting clones and crew. "SEAL THE BRIDGE!" Said captain cable. A communications officer signaled for assistance and as a warning that C.I.S boarding craft were in the area.
 
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Name: Elgar Feirin
Rank (If any): Volunteer
Legion/Battalion (If any): Serves under the 331 Nexu Corps
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Physical Appearance: Short, spiky black hair, light facial hair, amber eyes
Armor/Clothing Appearance: Hooded black leather trench coat, a silver chestplate, black trousers, black boots
Force Sensitive?: No
*Weaponry: Quarterstaff, Duo Pistols
*Backstory: N/A; Elgar doesn't talk about his past
*Personality: Confident in his abilities, expectant of his soldiers to make the right decisions
*Equipment: Just his weapons

Elgar followed General Sk'aar, brandishing his trusty quarterstaff. "Finally something interesting eh, General?" He called out, a smile on his face. He leapt into the air as he slammed his quarterstaff into the sid of a Super Battle Droid, knocking it over. He then shot it a few times with one pistol, before leaving to destroy another.
 
The clone trooper that was awake would get out of the LAAT wreck, letting the medic help with the two knocked out clones, the clone moved cutter to cover and shot the last SBD(super battle droid) in the faceplate. "Sir! I need some help over here!" Said the clone to Elgar.
 
Elgar finished off five more clankers and ran over to the clone that was calling for help. "What is it, soldier?" He asked as he no-look shot an approaching droid through the faceplate.
 
Sparks gave a salute and said heartily, "yes sir," before informing the other clones of the plan.


Meanwhile, Van and Bijora had wiggled their way, into heavy enemy fire. The had narrowly avoided buzz droids, which would have dealt a heavy blow. They soon were nearing the freight containing their target, 12 prisoners who not only were part of the Galactic Senate, but were key figures. By temporarily shutting down the shields, Van and Bijora touched down, into a empty hangar.

Van jumped out of his Starship and looked around. Soon Y6 and Bijora joined him. "Okay boss, what level are the prisoners being held on," Van asked, keeping his hand, near his sheathed light saber in case it was needed.

"Up two floors. We're right below it," Bijor said, quickly checking the blueprints she had uploaded to her com system, a feature courtesy of Van. "Let's move," she ordered.
 
The clone trooper fallout sat in his cell, waiting for droids to come in and kill him, or interrogate him more, he had lost hope of getting freed. Droids came in and ushered him towards an interrogation room. He knew what was coming next, a EV-series medical droid, currently being used as an interrogation droid, was waiting for him, the door closed behind him and the interrogation began.
 
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"Interesting is one word for it." Cin replied, twirling his Lightsaber before deactivating it and clipping it to his belt. "Quickly, before more arrive, we must evacuate these men." The Kaleesh ordered, helping any other wounded out of the LAAT.

After confirming there was nothing valuable, Priest followed his men back up to the ledge. Upon climbing up, he handed the detonation switch to Sparks. "You planted the charges, adika. You do the honors once we're clear. I'll signal you when we're at a safe distance, suvarir?"
 
The clone trooper picked up cutter and slung him over his shoulder. He started to march to the FOB. He received a message from the executor. "Master Cin! You'll want to hear this!" Yelled the clone, his tone sounded grim.
 
Name (Null and void for clones and battle droids): Sasori Stinger
*Nickname: Death-Tail
Rank (If any):
Legion/Battalion (If any):
Gender: Male
Species: Chiggnash
Physical Appearance: Scorpion like orange eyes and smokey grey scales dotted with orange highlights Sasori gives off a very intimidating aura without even needing to draw his weapons
Armor/Clothing Appearance: wears black with like robes beneath Beskar Mandalorian armpit with a black and oranges horned helmet
Force Sensitive?: Mildly
*Weaponry: carries a large collapsed sniper rifle, two combing pistols and a collapsible magna-staff
*Backstory: Sasori was sold into slavery at birth never knowing his parents, he worked for a wealthy smuggler as a pit fighter, after earning the smuggler a consider sum of credits he was offered a place beside the captain aboard the ship, Sasori accepted immediately before proceeding to murder the smuggler and his crew while they slept.
He then used the ship and all its contents to buy himself some basic weapons and a old run down
A-wing before heading off to make a new life for himself as a bounty hunter
It took a long time but Sasori finally managed to start making a livable income from his contracts allowing him to upgrade his equipment and thus take on tougher contracts
*Personality: Cold and condescending, Sasori doesn't really have any people skills, but let's be honest not many bounty hunters do
*Equipment: Beskar mandalorian armour equipped with a jet pack and four Ai perimeter surveillance or scouting drones
*Skillset: Sasori is mildly force sensitive capable of detecting marked targets from miles away.
This skill also increases his proficiency with ranged weapons exponentially, his time as a pit fighter also means he is an excellent magna-staff user

~~~~~ now the post ~~~~~
"Your mission is to gather intelligence on the Republic battalion lead by Master Cin Darr Sk'aar, do not engage him unless necessary, the clones on the other hand are free game" spoke a small blue croaky figure from the holocaster in Sasori's right hand, the figure was dressed in a simple clock and hood which obscured the figures face
"Understood Dooku, kill all the clones I want but not the Jedi" replied Sasori as he shut off the device and unholstered his sniper rifle and set off in the general direction of the clone battalion as he remembered an adaption of an old children's rhyme a couple of the hunters had taken to saying while on contract "99 clones with heads on their necks, 99 clones with heads you take one down, don't even flinch, 98 clones with heads on their necks..."
 
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An escape pod fell from the sky, buzz droids closely following it. It crashed into the ground near the bounty hunter, the top left engine and the hull were heavily damaged, the top left engine started to catch fire the door flung open as the buzz droids flew away. Clones weakly stepped out and started to get the wounded out and get supplies out. The crashed escape pod was within walking distance for the bounty hunter. The clones wore armor with a black primary and a secondary stripe on their shoulder plates signifying rank.
 
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