Percy Jendri
The Sith Empire 
Apr 13, 2019 2:39:54 GMT -5
Posts: 63
Title: Soldier
Title: Force Rookie
Title: Imperial
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Post by Percy Jendri on Apr 13, 2019 17:55:21 GMT -5
(The Goal of this rp is to get Percy Jendri into the Sith Empire Military and to introduce the character)
Sam had been working at a medium sized military surplus store called Gavin's Surplus for three years. His primary duties were to man the register, clean the shop, and take care of the illegal sales in the back room discreetly. Thankfully those customers did not caused trouble on Korriban and get caught. The Dark Council had a tight rule on Korriban and often times trouble makers never left the temple after going in. Still, he had an easy gig here. He could live long enough to make some credits and leave this place for better opportunity. However he knew today that would not be the case, the night before he dreamed that his life was in for a turn when he steps foot into the local cantina.
When Percy's shift ended he closed up shop as usual and made his way to the cantina. It was a short walk but long enough to let the cool evening air chill set in. Tonight the sky was clear and would be a wonderful night to star gaze and dream about what planet he may go to next one day. But before he could get any further than that, he had arrived. He walked in giving the regulars a wave of recognition and a few of his customers, then he finally found his usual seat at the bar. He should stop drinking if he wanted to leave the planet but drinking was one of the few good things about the place. With shrug he gave a worn expression to the bartender and ordered the Bartender's Special. While he waited for his drink to be made he surveyed the crowd people watching. Guessing at what might bring them to Korriban.
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Apr 13, 2019 19:06:13 GMT -5
Done with her daily duties and training, the cutest Sith acolyte in the galaxy was just about ready to go to sleep when her stomach grumbled, voicing an idea about grabbing a late snack first. Listening to the urge, she started for the cantina, whistling a childish tune as she playfully skipped through the academy's gloomy chambers and hallways. On her hip happily dangled the curved hilt of a lightsaber, marking her a more advanced student than most. She was the best. Obviously. Although a disapproving glance turned her way every now and then, Funami’s infinitely fluffy purple haired head cared not for the whines of her inferiors. It was natural of the weak to turn green with envy when the greatest psychokinetic ever passed by. That, and very few beings in the universe enjoyed the privilege of being apprenticed to a member of the dark council. Combined with Funami’s un-Sith-like apparel and carefree attitude, jealous and condescending stares had a way of following her around.
She liked the attention.
As always, the establishment smelled of alcohol and fried meat. The scent hit her nose as soon as she entered. A brief glance around revealed nothing unusual except for several acolytes dressed in uncharacteristically bright clothes, some even sporting hair dyed pink. All rose to their feet the moment their eyes spotted the smallest Sithling at the academy sauntering in. Calling themselves the followers of Miss Teriyaki, these acolytes had realized the benefits of becoming Funami’s biggest fans. Too weak to make it on their own, they had banded together and worked on aiding Funami with whatever she needed, currying favor with the dark council member’s apprentice by showering her in praise and imitating her distinct appearance. Funami thought them little more than annoying pests, though at times she did not shy away from using them to do her bidding. A Sith needed to have followers willing to do her dirty work. Having a gang willing to fight for her had its benefits also, especially if one was a little girl and many still saw her an easy target.
“Miss Teriyaki, it’s wonderful to see you!”
“You look fabulous, Miss Teriyaki!”
“How are you, Miss Teriyaki?”
Waving a hand, Funami telekinetically lifted herself off the ground and levitated toward their table, effortlessly landing on the empty seat. A mischievous smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she looked over her devotees.
“Buy me a blue milk pancake!” urged the girl with a giggle, “Or eight!”
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Percy Jendri
The Sith Empire
Apr 13, 2019 2:39:54 GMT -5
Posts: 63
Title: Soldier
Title: Force Rookie
Title: Imperial
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Post by Percy Jendri on Apr 13, 2019 19:36:29 GMT -5
Inside, Percy felt like he needed some entertainment.... Entertainment that you don't get to see around Korriban. It really was a sad shame that most folks on Korriban had stick so far up their rear ends it might as well be a second spine. Percy allowed himself his little joke letting out a soft usual chuck as he would drink alone. Little did he know that the entertainment that he was seeking just happened to walk right in the Cantina. He saw the acolytes in the corner change their behavior as a girl with pink hair strolled into the cantina. On her belt he saw a lightsaber hilt indicating she was an advanced student. On his own belt was a light saber hilt as well, but it was a nonfunctional hilt because he did not have a power cell and focusing crystal. But it did have so old blood stains when he would use the hilt like a button when his customers would start to cause trouble. He took a sip of his drink then found his legs walking him to the group. The girl had wanted pancakes... Eight of them in fact. He laugh madly inside his head as he saw her bossing them for her bidding appetite. Finaly his legs stopped as he bumped into one of the fans of "Teriyaki." The motion should of started him but it did not. Instead a smile of pure joy fell on to his face as his beverage spilled down the unfortunate acolyte. His saber hilt glinted in the light as if proud of the moment.
"I would say sorry, but I would be lying. Probably not the perfered way to try your first alcohol beverage kid." He said with a taunting smile all the while "Teriyaki" got a front row seat of the encounter.
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Lorna Frye
The Sith Empire
Apr 9, 2019 6:49:35 GMT -5
Posts: 39 
SE Rank: Death Trooper
Title: Soldier
Title: Darksider
Title: Imperial
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Post by Lorna Frye on Apr 14, 2019 3:08:54 GMT -5
Moff Frye walked out from her shuttle after a long excursion on the outer borders of Sith space. She had been dealing with pirates raiding Imperial trade ships and the outcome had turned out rather well. She had left her Officer's jacket back on her ship in orbit and just wore a black sleeveless tee and her old bracers. They would come in handy if anyone thought of raising a saber against her. Her swords sat on her belt and her old scarf and Kama sat comfortable on her too. She pulled her scarf up to keep the sand from her mouth and nose as she headed to the Cantina, it looked like a sandstorm was about to roll in. She shook off the residual sand from her as she entered the cantina and quickly glanced about taking in the faces of all the patrons. She could see Funami Teriyaki and some 'fanatics' of hers, that girl had made an impression alright. She wasn't sure if it was for the betterment of the Empire though. Some dark haired kid seemed to be causing tension in the room but she didn't really care, this wasn't here area of jurisdiction. She walked over to the bar and called over the barman "Wo Juma Woma" ((One Juma juice)) and just watched the room as she relaxed. Percy JendriFunami Teriyaki |
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Apr 14, 2019 6:56:40 GMT -5
Funami scowled at the drunk as he lumbered close and spilled his drink on one of her followers. He had to be completely wasted – no sober or sane man would do that on purpose. Worse still, there was a lightsaber on his belt and Korriban’s deadly training regime wasn’t known for handing these out freely. One had to construct it or earn it through other means. Either way, it enraged Funami another apprentice would be so bold and pick up a fight with her followers just as she was about to feast and enjoy their compliments. With a flick of a finger, the glass in the drunk’s hands came to life and toppled, spilling all its remaining content over him. Served him right!
“That’s unbelievable! How can anyone be so clumsy?” yelled Funami and masterfully pretended she had nothing to do with the accident, “You don’t deserve a lightsaber, idiot! If you can't walk,… oh!”
The Atrisian’s attention snapped to the plate with eight fluffy pancakes as it landed under her nose, soothing her fury with the delicate scent of sirup and hot blue milk. Leaning back, the girl telekinetically commanded the cutlery to bury deep into the sweet goodness and deliver it right to her mouth. A look of utmost satisfaction crossed her features.
Mmyes. Pancakes.
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Percy Jendri
The Sith Empire
Apr 13, 2019 2:39:54 GMT -5
Posts: 63
Title: Soldier
Title: Force Rookie
Title: Imperial
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Post by Percy Jendri on Apr 14, 2019 7:25:26 GMT -5
Percy looked at the girl who was now upset that he had picked a fight with one of her followers. Perhaps she did care about them a little more than he cared to admit. Still he found the situation getting more entertaining with each second. It was obvious he was playing with death potentially but he felt liberated. Free of his normal life. For once the moment felt right to him. as if it was supposed to happen. Then his glass to his surprise came to life dumping the remaining contents on him. Luckily it wasn't a lot. However the thing that caught his nerve was the accusation of being drunk. He knew how to hold his liquor. He gave a soft chuckle setting the glass aside. "Very well Miss Teriyaki, lets play along shall we. I am not drunk, hell I only had one sip. And this light saber has seen more action than yours has of yet so don't pretend you know everything. Besides you can drop the little girl act. I have seen it too many times in my business dealings. You are dangerous... however so are most women. I am interested to see what kind of dangerous you are."With that took his light saber off his belt and baton slap her table making a large banging noise. whether there was somebodies had there or not he did not know because he was already walking away with a smug grin This indeed was fun but now he was pushing the limits of the rules. Then he stop frowning there was to be a fight tonight. he flip a cred chip to the bar tender out of respect for the mess that was about to be made. "Well girl you and your followers think you can take me one.... bring it. The tab on the destruction has already been paid."
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Apr 14, 2019 8:39:58 GMT -5
Another bite and Funami continued to chew on the cupcakes, savoring the sweet flavor. Her jaw moved at deliberately slow pace, every motion a new explosion of sugary rush. The task proved more difficult than imagined – all due to the drunk hell-bent on starting a fight and his stubborn insistence on getting it. Swallowing the bites with a loud gulp as he addressed her, Funami gave him a hard stare. Her patience was limited. Very limited, in fact. Slamming her table with the lightsaber hilt and making the pancakes jump crossed the line. She seriously considered just ripping his head off at that point, but ultimately chose not to. It wasn’t Malice’s wrath she feared; Funami was concerned about getting blood in her delicious meal.
The fork moved to deliver more food into her mouth, only to stop at her lips. It felt weird, somehow. Anger made a powerful weapon but got in the way of more delicate applications of telekinesis. In her infuriated use of the Force, she had bent the cutlery in her grasp, rendering it obsolete. Immediately feeling a pang of regret, she allowed it to fall to the ground.
“Enough! Some of us are trying to eat here!” The girl commanded. Her blatant irritation was a signal for the surrounding gang to get up and get in his face. Perhaps weak as Sith, these acolytes nevertheless had a fire in them and weren’t afraid of protecting their idol.
“You don’t talk that way to Miss Teriyaki.” One of them grumbled and all drew electroblade training swords.
“Throw him out and teach him a lesson,” ordered the pink-haired terror while levitating the whole stack of pancakes and bringing it right in front of her face, taking small bites, “And don't overdo it, killing is against the rules.”
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Percy Jendri
The Sith Empire
Apr 13, 2019 2:39:54 GMT -5
Posts: 63
Title: Soldier
Title: Force Rookie
Title: Imperial
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Post by Percy Jendri on Apr 14, 2019 9:24:25 GMT -5
It was pleasing to see that he had managed to irritate this girl to no end he did not need to see the cutlery fall to the floor. By its clatter sound he knew it rendered useless. The excitment in his blood grew as he felt the atmosphere become tense with soon to be chaos. He turned around to see the fan boys draw their train electro blades. He gave a smile to both Teriyake and the swooning fan boys. " Well I'll be... using the weaker to do your bidding. In a way I approve. The weak in this case know their place. Boys, if you want to get in her bed.... Know its already too late for you. You are already her servants. Lets do this then."
He placed his blaster on the bar and raised his lightsaber hilt in a melee fashion. Instead of charging the attack he waited for them to make the first move. He moved in a constant circle always keeping his opponents in front of them. He suspected they would attack at the same time. He would find out soon. "Lets go ladies. Don't keep your Mistress waiting." He gave Funami a wink. He did not have much training in fighting, it was only the basics a security officer would learn at a basic training academy. He took a moment to calm his thoughts and finally focused on the fight rather than play physiological games. Percy could have sworn he felt like a current flowing through his body encouraging his actions. This gave him confidence in believing he could win this fight. He was focused and now ready. There was not any abundance of emotion running through him at the moment he was at his center and ready to unleash the energy he felt building inside him since leaving work. Funami TeriyakiLorna Frye |
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Apr 14, 2019 10:00:51 GMT -5
Mouth covered in sirup, Funami wordlessly observed the situation unfold and continued stuffing her face with food. This beat watching the HoloNet! As the challenger danced about and focused on keeping all followers of Miss Teriyaki in sight, the bright clothed group spread to deny him the chance of only fighting one at a time. In the midst of all, his comments reached the pink-haired child’s ears. Calling her their mistress and voicing ideas of them getting in her bed was wildly inappropriate, crowned by the lewd wink sent her way. Gross! Pouting, the girl quickly averted her gaze and took a large bite off her meal.
“Yuh ah pehvehht!” Funami commented with a mouthful of pancakes and adopted a disgusted expression.
The acolytes had formed a circle, moving along the floor to trap their prey within. The one in his back and another in his left flank were the first to rush in and strike, swinging their training blades while the rest tightened the circle should the little bird try to escape.
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Percy Jendri
The Sith Empire
Apr 13, 2019 2:39:54 GMT -5
Posts: 63
Title: Soldier
Title: Force Rookie
Title: Imperial
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Post by Percy Jendri on Apr 14, 2019 10:27:11 GMT -5
As he moved he found two chair within his reach. Percy grab the back of and slide them into the path of two of the followers only to buy himself some time and movement. That left the individual ahead of them. Since he made the first move he advance forward in a charge but instead of going for a frontal assault he tucked and rolled forward past the acolyte the attempted to aim a well placed kick behind the Acolytes knee on (his or her) least dominate foot to create instability and then he attempted while in close combat range to slam his lightsaber hilt into the skull of his opponent with enough force to render his opponent incapacitated for several hours. After this move he slides out of range of anyone that might try to rush him. The funny thing about enclosed spaces and the training blades was that the risk of disadvantage of very possible. Percy on the other hand did not have to worry about room to swing a blade no all he had was a light saber hilt and his fists. Funami Teriyaki Lorna Frye |
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Apr 14, 2019 11:55:12 GMT -5
As amusing as it was to passively watch the bar fight, Funami’s attention eventually shifted to the matter at hand. She started to diligently work on consuming the fat stack of pancakes before they got cold. Cold pancakes were gross in her opinion. Lots of chewing took place in the next few minutes, indicating she took the matter very seriously. Another swallow filled her belly with delicious warmth and for a brief moment, she blessed her followers with a passing glance and a completely useless advice. Most of them were on the ground and needed it, though the fact their challenger had yet to ignite his lightsaber gave their confidence a much needed boost.
“Remember, nothing is impossible if you believe in yourself!” Funami informed in an attempt to motivate her followers to put up a better performance and started filling her stomach again. One would never believe a girl so little could consume so much so quickly, but Funami was anything but ordinary. The food kept vanishing as if sucked into by a miniature black hole that was her ravenous appetite. By the time she mostly finished, the devotees were up again. They swarmed their opponent like angry tuk’ata hounds, hardened muscles combined with dexterity and endurance.
After swallowing the last bite, Funami put her feet up on the table and leaned deep into the seat to relax and enjoy the simplicity of doing absolutely nothing. She almost wanted to go for another round and order more food, then realized the people who’d buy it for her currently danced all over the cantina. Oh well.
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Percy Jendri
The Sith Empire
Apr 13, 2019 2:39:54 GMT -5
Posts: 63
Title: Soldier
Title: Force Rookie
Title: Imperial
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Post by Percy Jendri on Apr 14, 2019 12:13:47 GMT -5
He knew he was putting on a show for the young sith acolyte at this point but 3 V 1 was all was a risky challenge. He needed to degrade their spirit, he just needed to figure out how. Her usless advise then made him laugh. "Good words if they could actually fight." He said in a mocking tone to Funami's followers. His next move he found his glass and threw it in the face of the most confident looking opponent to hopefully make him stumble and fall then rolled between the over to hoping to force them chop each other with there one blades. As soon as he was up again he attempted to launch a vicious upper cut into one of the closest acolyte with his hand holding the light saber for more blunt force hoping to make him vomit the contents of his stomach. Before he would potentially get messy he pulled the acolyte to Funami in case he did puke that only left the one acolyte. " Give it up. even with the 3 of you, you are still too weak to beat me you should go home and get on my level if you wish to beat me." He said as a taunt before he aimed powerful kick to the wrists of his opponent attempting to disarm him. "You seriously call yourselves sith? No you are the puke that the bar keeper mops up every night."
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Lorna Frye
The Sith Empire
Apr 9, 2019 6:49:35 GMT -5
Posts: 39
SE Rank: Death Trooper
Title: Soldier
Title: Darksider
Title: Imperial
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Post by Lorna Frye on Apr 14, 2019 12:13:58 GMT -5
Lorna just watched as everything played out slowly in her mind. The dark haired male hadn’t ignited his saber yet or used any force powers so either he was confident in his abilities or he lacked the proper training. Funami seemed more bothered about her food than actually dealing with the guy also. Confidence or arrogance, she never could tell with her.
She finished her drink and continued to analyse the situation, they were still close by so should things get out of hand she could easily run between them and stop things before anything lethal occurs. Her fingers twitched in anticipation at what would happen next.
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Apr 14, 2019 13:08:19 GMT -5
And so they rolled around like little children, trying to hit each other. Yawning, Funami stretched her arms. It was getting awfully sleepy and she needed to go to bed, remembering how she missed the start of an invasion not so long ago. Before she could hop off the seat and leave though, the attacker had punched one of her helpers and dragged him over to her in a curious fashion. A barely noticeable gesture of a hand and she utilized telekinesis in a very specific application that would see the two down on the ground, saving herself from the shower of vomit that erupted from her follower’s mouth. It rained on both the vomiting acolyte and his captor. Gross, really. With a wrinkle of her nose, the Atrisian grimaced, looking down at them from her seat.
“Is there a reason to any of this? Are you trying to impress me by showing off or something?” Funami asked, continuing her rest while waiting for a chance to slip out and leave the scene behind.
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Percy Jendri
The Sith Empire
Apr 13, 2019 2:39:54 GMT -5
Posts: 63
Title: Soldier
Title: Force Rookie
Title: Imperial
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Post by Percy Jendri on Apr 14, 2019 13:25:00 GMT -5
He found himself and the Acolyte going down, It had been unexpected but he managed to roll into the fall to reduce the risk of injury. Then he felt a sense of danger or at least something unpleasant coming his way. Looking at the acolyte he pushed him away and from facing him. Then with quick thinking he knocked the Acolyte on the head to knock him out. Still he had found he was still a victim of the vomit but not as bad as it could be. Percy got up putting the lightsaber back on his belt and smiled. " No, I don't need to impress you. I just wanted to fight somebody. and looks like I am winning." He grinned then turned his attention to the other two Acolytes. "Who is next?" Percy had to admit that fighting was an exhausting activity to partake in but luckily it looked like his opponents were far worse shape than he was. "Miss Teriyaki, I must thank you for the fun. Perhaps your next round is on me. I mean These slobs probably won't want to show their face for a bit out of humiliation. Loosing to a civilian with a defect light saber. I hate to be them with the Lords find out they lost like this. I hear the punishments are sickeningly fun."
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