Myth Hunter

disturbing definatrely. what would mthis site be lik eif all the duchabgs and idiots and asshol,es,were still here?

I remember Farley. I also remember the Fyreborn. OMG! thanks for draggin up those memories. LOL. This was a great story Ben. the format is fun, like previously said, but I also love "it's a wonderful life" and turning that into a Jnet sotry was fantastic. This was really enjoyable. Ego driven or not, you \'ve done a great job here, in this story, and on JNet.

I would say... A New Hope. There's a little emoticon of the Death star so it's either 4 or 6, then someone's getting kidnapped and that could be Leia, then there is what looks like a garbage chute.

Ami I LOVE your translation. That was so good. Although I did read it as: Once upon a time, there lived 3 bears, Mumma bear, Papa bear and a very happy baby bear, we'll call him Emoti. One day they went for a walk and BAM! 3 ninjas came and attacked them, but Papa bear fought them off. He chased them to discover they were really aliens from another world. So he hitched a ride to their homeplanet and attacked his attackers when they weren't looking. Papa bear was very happy and the aliens went off crying. Papa bear did a little dance. Meanwhile, the king of the aliens was PISSED OFF with Papa bear, so he sent his henchmen to kidnap papa bear. Who escaped by cracking into the mainframe and setting a samurai virus loose that destroyed the aliens world. *** Or course... It could be Star Wars. A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away, D.D.D.Daaa daaaa, dididi DAAAAHHHHH DAAAHHHH dedede DAHHHH DAHHHHH LA LA LA LAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I love your story.

Tell me a story using only smilies. You can import them or use the standard ones. Bonus points if someone can translate it correctly.

BOO I'M BACK ************** "Look, up ahead." Ami said pointing towards a hazy figure. "Someone's there. It might be Rijos." Steering the vehicle towards the figure Ami was able to confirm it was Rijos. Stopping next to him she jumped out with Keerow behind her. "Do you have a death wish or something???" She asked. "I have to complete my mission." Rijos said stubbornly. Keerow came from behind Ami. And in one swift movement, had wacked Rijos with a cushion. Rijos shook his head from the blow. Cushion?? "You don't have a mission, Not anymore. Hear me??? NO MISSION!!!!!!!!" Keerow yelled at Rijos. For a moment, he looked about to flatten Keerow. But slowly, his shoulder slumped and he nodded his head. "Now then, get in the transport." Obeying his oldest, and possibly only, friend, Rijos jumped into the back of Ami's vehicle. Ami, however, was listening hard. There was something out there. "Wait here." She told the helpers. Grabbing her Big MacNoculars, she headed off to an overhang. Looking down into the valley, she saw a herd of Bantha's... and hanging around them were a clan of Dorguirez. "Sith." She swore. better get out of here, and quick. As she turned around tho, she came face to face with one of them. "Grrr." The horrifying Dorguirez growled... pathetically. Ami held her hand up and forced it to tremble in fear. Dorguirez took a deep breathe. "rargh." Ami sighed, she threw a quick wide-eyed expression of fear, and then went back to being bored. Dorguirez tried again. "Roflrourgh." Ami rolled her eyes. Dorguirez took several deep breaths this time and opened his mouth. "SCROOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Ami fainted in fear. And the Dorguirez raced off in fear. From one part of the canyon came a lone figure. Dressed in a simple ball gown, the person went over to Ami and checked her vital signs. She was ok. Heading over to the vehicle, she found Rijos and Keerow sitting silently, waiting. "Are you two alright??" The figure called. "Yeah." The two mumbled. "Can you come and help me??" Rijos turned around... and stared at the stranger. "What's wrong??" "It's young Ami. She's fainted." Together, Rijos and the stranger carried Ami over to the vehicle, which, by that time, she had started to come around." "Rest easy, young one. You've had quite a shock." The stranger told her. "No kidding." Ami searched her head for any injuries. She had a major headache. "You're lucky to still be in one piece. The Dorguirez are a ferocious lot." "Yeah he made my hand tremor." Looking up at the new voice, Ami stared. "Mel??? Mel Mellina??? Wow am I glad to see you." Ami got up so that she could sit properly. "Well, young Ami. What brings you out this far??" "Oh, this new helper. He ran off during the night talking about an Othee Wan Mellina. Is she a relative of yours??" "Yes, my twin. I see her everytime I look in the mirror." Ami looked at Mel. "Your reflection???" "My reflec- oh, sorry. I've been on my own for the last 20 years. No one to talk to. I think I've gone a bit peculiar to tell you the truth." "No kidding. So you're Othee Wan Mellina??" "Yes, that's me. I've not heard that name for...oh, before you were born. Mind you, no one's really called me Mel for the last 10 years either." Mel looked around them as if seeing the area for the first time. "We should probably head on inside. It'll get dark soon and the Dorguirez will be back." Ami nodded in agreement, while subtley looking at her chrono. It was still well before midday. ***

*bows* Thankyou. I do enjoy writing this. I gotta add some more onto it and get it finished.

Pirates of the Caribean: Curse of the Black Pearl that line is from. And I tell ya, it took me ages to catch all that he was saying. Although I think he's saying it to Cotton not the Parrot. MOAR!!! ______________ Ami made her way to the dining room. Kiara was just setting down the last of the dishes for them. "You know," She said as she sat and began helping herself to some food. "I think those new helpers you bought today might be Psycho's. Well, one of them at least." Adi glanced acorss the table at Kiara. "Well, it doesn't matter now. They belong to us. Tommorrow, I want you to take them both and get de-psychofied." "Yeah." replied Ami. "I was also thinking about our agreement. About me staying on another season. If these new helpers do work out then I'd like to submit my application to the academy this year." "What, you mean this semester before the harvest??? Ami, you know I need you most then. All the noobs come and begin posting, and LAP gets specially bored then. I need you here." "But, Uncle Adi. You said I could go." "And you know EIII is about to be released. There will be a lot more people surfing the prequal forums." Ami stood up and walked off. "Where are you going???" Kiara asked. "Looks like I'm going nowhere. I'm off to settle the new helpers." When Ami had gone, Kiara shook her head. "You know you can't keep her here forever Adi. She will learn how to use her power no matter what. She is like her mother in that way." "Yeah," Adi nodded. "That's what I'm afraid of." *** Back in the baths, Ami found that neither helper were visible. "Hello?" She asked the silence. *sniffle* "hello." Came a miserable response. From underneath a pile of clothes, Ami could see Keerow. "What are you doing under there???" "He ran off. He said he'd be back by the time I counted to twenty. I counted to twenty seventeen times and he's still not back." Ami was struck with horror. "Where did he go??" "I don't know. He muttered something about Othee Wan Mellina and destiny and something else about freedom and sanity." Keerow sobbed. "What does sanity mean???" ”œOh no.”

Rijos was awoken from his sleep by a sudden jolt. He sat up and stared around him, blinking the sleep from his eyes. Next to him, Keerow murmured something in her sleep and rolled over back into her dreams. Rijos nudged her. Nothing happened. "Keerow. I think we've stopped." "Obicutie." Was the only reply he got. Rijos stared as a wall rumbled out and opened into the desert. Something was happening, and he didn't like it one bit. With one deep breath he turned back to his sleeping friend. "KEEROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "WHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!" Keerow sat bolt upright looking about her. "Hey, I was just dreaming about this. But..." She said as she pointed to another of the passengers. "you weren't in it." "Keerow," Rijos grabbed her sleeve. "We have to move." Keerow stood with him, but she looked up at him with puppydog eyes and a quivering lip. With a sigh, Rijos ventured into a place he didn't really want to go. "What." He said with tentative, care. "What about Breakfast???" Outside the Farley vehicle, two people were looking along the line of people. "No. No. No. No. No." The man said as he looked down the line. "That one yes. No. No. No. YOU!" Keerow jumped as the man gestured towards her. "What. Me?" "Do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death???" The man asked her. "Huh!?" "Just go over there." Pointing towards an area free of the Farley's vehicle. While the man went down the rest of the line looking at everyone. He pointed at a couple of others and they obediently joined Keerow. But Rijos wasn't one of them. **** When the man had gone down the line he turned the other person with him. "Amidala! Get them cleaned up and ready for dinner." "But, Uncle Adi, I was gonna go over to Sith Survey 19 and pick up some flower converters." Ami whined. "You can waste time with your friends later." Adi Wan told her sternly. With a sigh, Ami gave in. "Come on." She told the new helpers. She walked off and they followed. But she heard them behind her, talking. "You will die, if it's the last thing I do." One said. "Ha, as if, H.J. You're just saying that cause you've had it in for me ever since I began making moves on the girls." H.J. pointed to himself. "My girls. They were mine before you came along." Raynuk snorted. "They were never your girls." "I warned you." And with that, the two boys reached for their weapons. Keerow ducked where she was as blaster shots rang over her head. But it was over just after it had begun. Keerow looked up when the boys stopped firing, just in time to see the two of them collapse either side of her. "Uncle Adi. These two just killed each other, look." Ami yelled out. Adi turned to the Farley he was dealing with. "Hey, what are you tying to sell us??? Duds??" "Didn't know they were enemies. Thought they were friends, always hanging with each other." "Well," Adi looked down the line. "I'll take that one." he said pointing to Rijos. ********* Keerow and Rijos followed Ami into the small dwelling that was her home. She lived there with her Uncle Adi and Aunt Kiara. She had lived there all her life. Leading the two to the baths, she instructed them in the dry wash cycle... being a desert and all, they had to use water sparringly. "So, where are you two from anyway???" She asked as she set out some fresh clothes for the two. "Um, there was a ship... and some people... and then... lots and lots of black water with all shiny little fish that sparkled." Keerow chirped. Rijos shook his head as he washed dirt from his hair. "We were on a small transport ship. It got overtaken by the Empire." "The Empire??? You part of the Rebellion???" Ami said sounding a little too eager. A stifled giggle sounded from Keerow's cubicle. "Yeah, we were with the rebellion." Rijos said ignoring the noises from Keerow. "We were on a mission when NavyGal appeared at the door." "NavyGal???" Ami felt a shiver go down her back. The horror stories about NavyGal were well known, and to meet someone who had gone through an encounter with her and survived was... incredible. Rijos poked his head around the door of the cubicle. "Ah, you have any... um... clothes???" Ami nodded and handed him a pile. He disapeared again into the cubicle to get changed. "So, any idea what NavyGal was after???" "Not a clue." Rijos finished buttoning up his shirt and grabbed his old clothes pile. *Ting... ting t-ting* Something fell to the floor and rolled underneath the door. Rijos threw the door open and dove for the datachip. But Ami had already picked it up. "Oh, you dropped this." She said as she looked it over. "'Property of the Lady Myth.'... Lady Myth??" "Ah, no one. I can't really remember." Rijos shrugged his shoulders as he took the datachip back. From the second cubicle, Keerow's stifled giggles became a full blown fit of laughter. "Keerow! What's so funny??!" Rijos yelled. He opened the cubicle door, and Keerow, who had been sitting down leaning against it, fell across his feet. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAAAA AAAHHHHHAA AAAAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "KEEROW!!!!!!!!!!" "Please!" Ami yelled at Rijos. "Keep her quiet!!!!" "I just got it." Keerow wheezed. "The five of spades. She was the five of spades!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" And again she lost herself in manic laughing. "AMI!!!!!!!!!" Came a booming voice from outside. "Coming Uncle Adi. Look," Turning to Rijos she grabbed his shoulders and pleaded. "Do something with her, shut her up. Just... see what you can do." And with that she ran off. Leaving Rijos with the hysterical Keerow. "Keerow, calm down please. What is the five of spades?" "The Joke, the joke you told me. I just got it." Rijos frowned. He hadn't told her any jokes recently... Or perhaps”¦ "When did I tell you this joke??" "When we were working for Captain Tycho." "That was before the rebellion." Muttered Rijos. "You only just got a joke that I told you back before the rebellion???" "Yeah, it's a good one." ***

Hope this is big enough (something you'd never hear the boys say) _________________________ Down on the planet, the pod had landed and it's two occupants had stepped into the lands of Episode I. The barren landscape was stifling, a permanent haze surrounded them, making everything seem unclear. Rijos started walking off in one direction along the ridgeline of the dune. "Where are you going??" Keerow asked. "I'm going this way. I'm gonna see if there's any settlements." "Why would people settle over there??" Rijos stopped and turned around. "Because when we were coming down I saw some sort of settlement in this direction." "hmmph!" Keerow made a face. "I wish you would stop being so damned technical." Rolling his eyes, Rijos continued walking a few more steps before turning around again to Keerow. "Are you coming??" She shook her head. "I don't want to follow you. I'm following Mr. Squiggle." And with that she set off in a different direction. Rijos shook his head to clear it. Mr. Squiggle??? A few hours later Keerow was still following Mr. Squiggle. "Ummmm, it looks like a... horse??? Oh no wait!!! Upside down, Upside down, Upside down. It's a Boat. No, it has a flashing light. A lighthouse then. No???" Keerow stopped dead in her tacks and squinted. Her vision had begun to blur with the dust and sand. But she could defntly see something moving and flashing up ahead. "A Farley transport vehicle???" She asked Mr. Squiggle. Mr. Squiggle nodded. **** Rijos, meanwhile, had found himself in a rocky canyon. Strange sounds emenated out from the crevasse's. Whisperings of a strange language. Something ahead of him caught his attention. The whisperings came more louder and closer. A small rockslide appeared as if dislodged suddenly. Rijos was now wishing he had of gone with Keerow. His thoughts turned to her and her fate in the lost desert of EpisodeI while he was being watched here in the Canyon of Midichlorians Ruined the Mythology. In the middle of this thoughts, a small being jumped out in front of him and sent a shot of stun towards him. Rijos was out cold. **** Back at the escape pod, troopers were scouring the area for any trace of the lost occupants. "There was someone in the escpae pod, their tracks lead of in different directions." One of the troopers nearby bent down and uncovered something from the sand. "Look, Sir." He said holding it up. "Psycho's." Commander Kheldar looked at the trooper... he was holding up a cushion. A knot formed in his stomach. "Cease the search!!! No one would entrust secret plans to a psycho padawan." Kheldar went to send off a report to Lady NavyGal. But just as he got back to the ship, NavyGal called. "Have you found anything yet, Commander???" "Yes, we found a cushion." Kheldar told her. "Oooh, is it pretty?? Don't forget to bring it back." "Yes, m'lady. And one other thing..." NavyGal frowned in the screen. Kheldar swallowed. "I believe the occupants were Psycho Padawans. We have ceased the search." "Whatever for??!!!!!" NavyGal screeched. Kheldar felt stupid pointing out the obvious. "They are Psycho Padawans. No one in their right mind would entrust a Psycho with a secret, let alone information as important as this." NavyGal inclined her head, but her eyes remained fixed with Kheldar's. "The Princess Hunter IS one of the Psycho padawans. She wouldn't know any better not to trust another one of her kind!!!!!!!!" Now, Kheldar felt really stupid. "We'll track both of them down immediately. They can't be too hard to manage. They are after all un-intelligent." "You had better bring them in, Commander. Consider yourself lucky that my nails have just been painted and I don't want to ruin them by strangling you from here. Is that clear??" Kheldar gulped. "Yes, Ma'am." Stepping outside of the ship he yelled instructions to his troopers. "GET BACK TO WORK!!!!!!!!!!!!! We have psycho's to track!!!!!!" **** Rijos opened his eyes to darkness. His head hurt and was he beginning to feel sea-sick. Slowly, his sight adjusted to the dimness. He found himself in a hold of some sort. The place was filled with all sorts of things, people, droids, and parts of things. He knew then that he had been captured by the Farley's. Altho, which clan it was, he was unsure. He would not be able to tell until he was able to meet one of them. The Farley's were a short species. Wise in their own way, trading and swapping things all round the Movie Forums. And there were three clans, the Boba's, the Soba's and the reclusive Santa's. Rijos knew it would be sometime before they stopped and he was able to find out. Till then, he was looking for a decent place to get some rest. He stood up and wandered through the mess's strewn across the floor. People and droids seemed to have the choicest spots leaning against each other and the walls. But then he noticed something over in one of the corners. An entire pile of plush looking cushions. Rijos shook his head. Cushions??? "Keerow??? Is that you???" A young lady lying amongst the cushions sat bolt upright. "Rijos??" Keerow asked sleepily. "Rijos!!!!! It is you, it is you!!!!!!!" She cried as she ran up and hugged her friend. Crawling in amongst the cushions with Keerow, Rijos settled himself down, and fell asleep. *** NavyGal walked down the corridor between the detention cells. Troopers followed close behind. They stopped at cell number 589. The cell of the Senator Myth. One of the guards pressed the release button and the detention door whooshed up. Inside, Myth sat awaiting them. NavyGal sneered at her from beneath her tinsel halo. "Now, Mythie, you will tell us the whereabouts of your rebel friends." "I'll not tell you anything." Navygal stamped her foot. "DON'T UPSET ME!!!!!!!! I'm already in a bad mood cause someone stole my Lukiecutiebucketoflove doll." "Awwww, poor bubby." "Tell me what I want to know or I'll chuck a big tantrum." Myth looked at the ceiling as if thinking. "Mmmm, ok." NavyGal paused staring at Myth, poised for a tantrum. "You'll tell me???" Myth nodded. "Well, tell me then." "It's fallen between your bed and bedstand. The one with the nightlight on it." "What??" "Your Lukiecutiebucketoflove doll. that's where it's fallen." "That's not what I wanted from you!!!!!!!!" "But it's what you wanted to know." "Yeah... but-that's not what I wanted from you." Navygal stood staring at Myth for a few moments. Suddenly, she gestured and behind her, a figure entered the cell. Dressed all in shiny black black, sithdog came in. "Make her tell me where the rebels are!!!!" Navygal ordered. Sithdog bowed and cracked his knuckles. "MEEEEE AAAAAAHHHHHH. Ordi bulnar fortreyyyyyyyyyy. Ushnelis ijaob-" Myth screamed at the horrible singing. "NOOOOO, stop, please stop." "Tell me where the base is!!!!" Navygal yelled above sithdog's singing. Myth thought for a moment. "No! I can't betray the Alliance. I won't." Navygal nodded. "So be it." "-rinnnnn aourn fatrol onyiIIIIII carps..." ****** __________________________ See you all when I get back from holidays

I will have to give you moar later on. Maybe tomorrow night if I get on the comp. But next week I am holidays and going down south for a break. So I will not be around to post story... well to post anything really. And I won't be around on MSN or Facebook *looks at Nat* So no hounding. I will post when I get back from hols. I will have to give you a big bit to chew on while I am away.

MOAR!!! ___________ Back on the captured ship, the woman who had given Rijos the message was being led by guards to face NavyGal. "NavyGal," The woman said with scorn. "Only you could be so bold. The Rp Senate will not sit still for this. When they hear you've arrested a former FanFic Mod they'll-" "Oh for crying out loud!!!!!!!!! SHUTUP!!!!!!!" NavyGal wailed. "You shouldn't be acting this surprised. I've been dropping hints in the Aus/NZ thread all month." Myth Hunter frowned. "what hints??" "What hints!?" NavyGal repeated. "What Hints she asks!!!! THESE hints!!!!" "Oh." Myth said. "Those hints. I thought you were talking about Valeran and his crew." NavyGal shook her head in disgust. A lady such as this lowering herself to such low levels as the rebels. "You are a disgrace and a traitor. Take her away!!!!!" Myth was led away into the custody of the Imperials. NavyGal stalked across the ship. "M'ladie." One of NG's advisors sped up his pace to keep up with her. "It's dangerous holding her. If word reaches the Admin that we have one of the oldbies under arrest-" "That is of no concern to you. I have assurances from the Emperess herself that the Admin will soon no longer be in control." The advisor stopped as Commander Kheldar came forth to give his report. "There were a few smartasses who tried to escape, but they were destroyed. There was one pod however that had no sign of intelligence on it." "Oh Goody!!!!" NavyGal said jumping up and down. "Some good news. Go and retrieve them Commander." "Yes M'am." ****

its 2 am and iut was like 43 celcius today, and it s fridsy so I had a beers I stilldrove home and hold a cold one here at the cmp... or 3 what number is ths one anyway, I sitll enjoyed the poem I'm goingto bed now

Nostalgic. I found it very nostalgic. Very heartwarming it spoke to me in a way I cannot descibe. It moved me, it made me miss something I no longer have. The colour, the wonder, the adventure have I covered everything yet?

Awwwwwww, how sweeet. veyr touching

More will come. And of course there's no intelligence. Since when have we had an intelligent conversation?

That was a great poem. It flowed really well, the beat was consistent and the topic was engaging. It's the sort of poem a lot of us could prolly relate to, sitting there and loving our first taste of it only to find out there is more and wanting more and more.

SMS's received. And am obeying. I have my little system sorted out here at home now between the three computers so I should be able to post more easily and more often. Hopefully _________________ Small battles had travelled through the corridors of the ship. Rijos had hidden Keerow near a small escape pod, while he had gone off for supplies. On his return, he felt someone grab his arm. "Take a message." A voice whispered in his ear. "I need you to escape to the planet Episode I. You must locate an old Jedi General. General Othee Wan Mellina. She must have this message. It is imperitive to the survival of the Rebellion." "What is the message??" Rijos asked in a harsh whisper. "She must make her way to the Planet Sillyness. There she will find my Father. Tell her that I regret I am unable to meet her in person due to our current situation with the Empire." A hand snaked it's way across Rijos's chest and underneath his shirt. He felt something cold against his skin, a datachip. "Will you help me, lonely one??? You're my only hope." "I will help." And with that the prescence was gone. Rijos raced off to the escape pod, a fresh sense of determination in his heart. And the feeling of a datachip like ice against his skin. When he got there, Keerow was beginning to wake up. "OWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY HEAD!!!!!!!!" "Keerow," Rijos hissed. "Hush. There are still troopers around." "But it... hurts." With a sigh, he keyed for entry to the escape pod and ushered Keerow in. "Rijos, how did you know the password???" "I didn't, I sliced it." "You sliced it??? Oh sith, if we are found in here we're dead. They'll send us to the spice mines of the EU Archive. Flamed into who knows what!" "Shutup, it'll be ok." With the door closed the pod shot out of the ship and headed for the small planet below them. Up in the Imperial Destroyer the pod was spotted. "Look, another one. Want me to destroy it??" The officer enquired. "Steady, lieutenant Zorander." Commander Kheldar ordered. "It's displaying no signs of intelligence. No need to destroy them. We can pick them up later on the surface." Hurtling away from them, Rijos and Keerow settled for the short trip to the surface. "This isn't so bad." Keerow said snuggling into the cushions. Rijos looked over at her... Cushions??? ****

Here we go, trying again to get this posted and completed. Oldbies (those who are left) will prolly remember this but I know you will also enjoy it. **** Keerow and Rijos walked down the corridor of the ship as the first blast shot broke through the shields. "They're attacking us!!!" Keerow cried as she stumbled and fell into Rijos. Rijos grabbed her arm and steadied her. "They'll have us in a tractor beam soon. We can't outrun an Imperial Ship." "What are we going to do?? What are we going to do?? What are we going to do??" Keerow wailed while running around in circles. "What are we going to do?? What are we- *BANG! thud*" Rijos looked at Keerow now lying limp on the floor. He shook his head and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder. "Next time Keerow," he said to the unconscious form. "You'll learn not to make you're circles too big in the corridors of a small passenger ship." He carried her off into one of the service areas on the ship to hide. **** The ship was now caught in the tractor beam. And Stormtroopers were waiting ready to board the ship. Inside, Rebel defenses positioned themselves for what was to come. Long moments of anticipation came as they waited for the troopers to come through the door. And finally, they came. It could be heard all over the ship. Everyone froze in place, ready for the firefight. Ding dong, ding ding... dong ding dong dong Slowly, Major Piccollo stood and went to the door. Bracing himself... he pressed the release. "Good Morning." Came a cheerful welcome from their attacker. "G... Good Morning, Ms Navygal." Piccolo stammered. Outside the door stood a young woman, dressed in a painfully bright pink fairy dress with wings. On her head she had a circle of flowers and glitter sparkled from her bare skin. Her feet matched her outfit... bright pink and sparkly. "May I come in?? PWEAASSSE!!!" She tilted her head to the side and fluttered her eyelashes. "Uh, yeah, sure." Piccolo said, helpless in her power. NavyGal walked onto the ship and looked around at the guys who were staring at her, guns half drawn. "Helloooooo." She waved both hands about and brought them back in front of her stomach. When no one made a move, or even a sound she stamped her foot. "Say Hello back damn you!!!!!! Ara, they aren't saying hello back." She complained to the stormtrooper behind her. "I noticed." Ara said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Well then do something. Make them say Hello." Ara sighed and shook her head. "Alright, Guards, forward!" A group of stormtroopers surged forward, guns held out in front... and then they opened fire. The reaction was instant. The Rebels were shot from their daze... pretty literally. Some didn't even know they were dead. And then the fighting began. It was a hard fight to win. The rebels were pretty good aimers with weapons. Ara envied them with their lack of armour. At least they could have more than a 70% view of what was in front of them. Even tho the fight was hard, it was also very quick. In no time at all the Rebels had run for it. But with no where to go, the troopers had little trouble finding them. ****

One day while she was skating, she fell over and ripped one of the cushions.

My reason for wanting Knights is simple: most of us have grown up, most of us have learned things and now we're passing them on to other people. We're teaching our insanity to the new crop. We're not learners anymore. Grown in physical age... not necesarily grown in mental age. Who wants to be a grown up?? Took them long enough. I know you were sometimes a terror, but you were entertaining and you were never a terror to me. Call me bias but there you are.

Myth smiled at what she heard. "You want to fight someone??? I won't fight myself... But I can supply you with someone. I'll have a message sent to them. I hope you enjoy challenges."

"You can help... but only if you are as good as you look." Myth said as she eyes off the stranger. "I have a proposition... well, in fact I need some help. My crew have been attacked while I've been away and now they are in some deep trouble somewhere throughout the Galaxy. I need people who can fight and attack with as much viciousness as the dogs who did this. I also need people with skill. I would be very grateful if you could join... or even get me in contact with people who can join. I want an army." Myth stared into his eyes wishing that the hope she felt didn't show. She was a strong woman. But she was afterall, human. And this was crew she was talking about. Anger filled her again as she thought of the misconduct against her people in her absence.

Myth strode into the Fight Club. She had no intention of fighting anyone, to her, that would be a waste. But she needed information... and people. Heading over to the bar she ordered herself a drink and waited as people milled about. In the fight arena stood a man, apparently awaiting someone to fight him. He looked like a strong type. perhaps, Perhaps he would know some people who could help her. Or maybe he could help her himself. Myth watched him with a steady gaze.

Myth nodded. "They will be here soon. Well... as soon as they recieve their messages anyway." Myth sighed looking around the room. "There's something else, Indy. I want you to lead the Strikers. I am feeling ill of late and I am not sure I will last through each day." ((OOC: In other words, Real Life is grabbing a tighter hold and I can't always ensure that I will be here to post. I am setting up an alias that I can use when I am here and you can control when I am away.)) "I know you can lead them. I've seen it before in another time you are a true leader."