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What if we all created a story where anyone could post chapters and it was about us? We could sign up for permission to be used as a character and we could have it in the old republic, empire, or new republic! Just tell me about if you would like to do this and what period in time you vote for.

SIGNED UP USERS
Master Iyce
Swam785
Darth Raze
Nero Attoru
Artorius Vidnyl
"Apprentice" Jodaan
I will add to this list as needed.

Feel free to use me as long as my character is sarcastic. I like my humor.

Good! What time period do you want?

either old republic or post skywalker. as much as I love the skywalker/solo era there has been to much written on him. would love some post story stuff.

 Chapter One-
Master Iyce pulled to a stop in front of the ________ in a gleaming silver airspeeder. The sun was out, and That always seemed to put the trainees in a good mood. He had no sooner stepped out when Swam785 came, fidgeting with excitement. Iyce had only to look at him to know who his assigned partner was on his next mission to Coruscant. They got your message, Swam785 announced....

To be continued by anyone else!

I'm not a writer, but you can make me your bad guy.

Yeah I'm not much of a writer either, but feel free to throw me in the story if you like.

And where Master Nero goes, Master Artorius will happily follow!  Count me in.

I am a writer, so I won't reject some practice. I'm thinking about an Alternate Univers SW where Luke follows his father to the Dark Side. But I will write it in french, I do not want it to be a sad translation with a loss of it content. I'm note fluent enough in Shakespeare's mother tongue.

You can count me on ! As the too curious Miraluka Jedi Apprentice Jodaan. I'm not a padawan anymore, I'm Knight, but seek knowledge in every moment, so "Apprentice" stays as a nickname.

No Offense Guys ;)

But To Quote Everyone's Favorite Star Wars Line:  "I've Got a Bad Felling About This..........."

I think the idea is creative and out of the box, but in my opinion, it is hard enough for you to get one writer to sit down and collaborate his thoughts into one steady narrative....... Let alone 10 to 20 writers  :-\..........

Unless you want this to be a comedy..... I suggest you Hit The Abort Button Now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

(but hey, if someone can prove me wrong, More Power To Ya' ;) )

#1-They did it with a real book series.
#2-It is meant to have a note of comedy and helps people connect more.
#3-I believe you will be proved wrong.

I'm game.  Although, might I suggest we not use some of the forum names?  Some of our usernames contain bits (such as the numbers in "Swam785") that may be awkward in a story.

(I'll nickname Swam785 as "Swaraim" to ease my writing.  I like to avoid putting numbers in names unless it's a droid or clone.)

...Swaraim slowed to a stop next to the speeder, panting lightly to catch his breath.

"They got your message" He announced, "We're cleared to leave on our mission at first dark tonight."

"Thank you."  Master Iyce said calmly, betraying none of the anticipation that knotted itself in his stomach at the thought of taking the newly knighted Swaraim on such a dangerous mission.  "Do you have the letter?"

Swaraim produced a wrinkled, charred sheet of flimsi, upon which was scrawled a short letter.

"Dear Jedi dogs.  I just thought you should know that I have returned to Coruscant to make a new batch of Supreme Chancellor cookies.  Catch me if you can!  Sincerely, Darth Raze"

TBC...

That was EPIC!

Mmmmm Chipped Darth Cookies

Master Iyce shook his head. The sith cookie wars of a few years earlier had devastated the jedi order. dozens of jedi had fallen to their tastiness. Now the sith had started a new bakery of the evil things and were producing them again. "We must stop them at all costs." he said crumpling the note. "their thin mints almost got me last time."
Swam nodded "we must head to the depths of the city, I believe Raze has set up shop in the amphibious sector."
Iyce raised an eyebrow. "why do you say that?"
Swam smiled. "gungans Master, I puts gungans in the cookies, the only thing that ever kept me from eating them."

Nice Swam ! I can't wait to be introduced and thus, stop this Evil Bakery ! Or fall to my curiosity and give a bite to a Sith Cookie.

Darth Raze looked out at large group of people, there had to be over 10,000 people.

"Excelent!" He said as walked out on stage. He lifted the microphone up to his lips: "I SEE WE GOT A FULL F*&%IN HOUSE TONIGHT!" He threw his fist in the air. "HEY COURASCANT!"

The crowd screamed.

Raze once again lifted his mic to his lips. "You MOTHER&*%$(@ READY TO ROCK!" The croud screamed once again. "I said, ARE YOU READY TO ROCK!" The croud responded, this time louder. Raze turned to his lead guitarist, who stood to his right. "HIT IT ZANDER!" The band began playing an arrangement of heavy metal music. A few seconds in Raze began to sing:

I am your fear/ I keep you up at night/ I know your darkest secrets/ You can't hide from, YOU CAN"T HIDE FROM ME!

He saw the moshpits begin to form and a smile came across his face, as he continued singing....

On a balcony, just above the concert, a caped figure was observing the scene.

*Activation blip*
"Master Iyce, Apprentice talking. I was taking a walk in the under-city and I saw something... Interesting."
"Is that an other of your 'walks' that include strange artifacts, my friend ?"
"Ahum. Well, the important Master, is that I located Raze. Unauthorized concert in sector B-36. I can tell you that it smells cookies all over the place."
" ... "
"Master ?"
"We're coming. Iyce, over."

The miraluka adjusted his hood and began coming closer to the scene.

"Damn... These bastards rock... I must control myself, no nodding allowed."

The shouts from the crowd and the screaming from the stage created ripples in the Force, sending out dark pulses that every Force-sensitive in the sector felt.  The air was thick with the scent of baking cookies, amplifying the dark side in the crowd as they began to hunger for the forbidden treats.  Beneath the concert, in the shadows of the tunnels, a huge cloaked figure loomed over two smaller figures.

"Why are you here, Nero Attoru and Artorius Vidnyl?  Your order has nothing to do with the Cookie wars, and if the Jedi discover you here, you'll bring their wrath upon all of the Grey Ones."  Kaiden Shardsbane's voice rumbled deeply through the translator mask he wore.

They gripped their sabers tightly, eyeing the cloaked Wookiee nervously.  "They can't just ignore us anymore!  We're going to force them to recognize our true strength!"  Nero said.  Above them, the ceiling thudded with the pounding of the crowd's movement, and a trickle of dirt fell onto his shoulder.  "Now move aside before they bring this place down on our heads!"

The wookiee chuckled.  "Afraid of a little dirt?  How can you declare your strength when you're so filled with fear?  Give yourselves over to the Force, and you will never know fear again."

"Get out of our way you walking carpet!"  Artorius shot.  Slowly, carefully, Kaiden responded by drawing his lightsaber.


Above, Apprentice walked through the crowd, fighting the urge to dance to the Dark music as he searched for the bakery where the cookies were being made.  His comlink bleeped a short code, and, recognizing it, he looked up to see a silver speeder hovering over the bleachers with it's lights off.  Looking down again, he gave up trying to locate the cookies by his usual means, and reached through the force to summon his cookie-hunting dachshund.

Darth Raze also saw the speeder, and his smile grew as he contemplated the coming battle.  The Dark Side was strong now, and the lightsaber hidden in his microphone was resonating with power, it's crystals charged with the energy he'd created.  He motioned for the band to begin the next song, and the music again blazed into the night.

We're here cause we love cookies and we don't want our supply cut off!  Work THAT into a story  :)