With those simple words, myriad Jedi and Padawans had fallen under the trigger of a blaster. They were all but purged from the galaxy. Survivors, desperate to live on hid, in exile and scattered to distant, remote planets. The Galactic Senate had crumbled, giving way to the Empire.
But balance must return to the Force, and secretly, Jedi are roaming the galaxy to find Padawans, a new generation to train in the ways of the light side of the Force. A rebellion is forming and those once undiscovered in the Wild Space and the Unexplored Sector are now making their voices heard.
ScatterStar is a Star Wars crossover forum based RPG set in the 26th century and takes place between Episode III and Episode IV. Ever wanted a Vulcan Jedi? A Klingon with a BFG 9000? A Roswell Grey Sith? A Yautja bounty-hunter who collects the lightsabers of his kills? A Wookie ensign in Star Fleet? In ScatterStar, all this and more can be possible.
Because the Universe is a very, very big place...
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by Dvorak-Kevik-Vermin Sat Mar 25, 2017 4:27 pm
» Episode 1 Act 3 - The First Flight of the Paisley Squadron! (Riti, The Paisley Squadron)
by Dvorak-Kevik-Vermin Fri Mar 24, 2017 1:41 am
» Introduce yourself!
by Dvorak-Kevik-Vermin Wed Mar 22, 2017 8:57 pm
» Canon characters from other universes?
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» Scattered Light - A Scatterstar story (Naboo)
by Dvorak-Kevik-Vermin Mon Mar 06, 2017 1:15 pm
Riti took Dvorak into her arms and ran, her legs were longer so she could go far faster then he could. She really didn't know or understand places like this, so she could only hope to find a good place for them to hide while they plotted some sort of escape. She wasn't about to stay in this horrible place, not with that monster.
She ended up in some of the lower levels of the ship and found the darkest corner she could to sit down, Dvorak sat on her lap and she kept him held close to her body. She leaned her head against the cold wall, her heart pounding from anger, fear, and the adrenaline.
Among the sounds of the stampede the two could hear eachother's minds clearly.
He looked up at her and his orange eyes conveyed so much. This was all his fault. He should have never trusted Kappan, but his gaze also begged for his pupil.
Please, don't hate me...
But she was still here. With him. And no matter what happened, she could never hate her master, her friend...
Renewed, he opened his eyes, once again assuming the role of master, teacher.
There must be escape pods somewhere on this ship. Unfortunately neither one of them were well versed in the ways of ships, especially not one as gargantuan as this.
He lifted his head and looked around their small corner. There had to be ventilation shafts didn't there? Of course, the downside to that was their scent would travel on the currents of air recycled and forced out through the ship. But maybe...it could serve to conceal them as well...
He unbuckled his belt and shrug off his cloak and the dark green over-tunic, leaving the pale green under-tunic be for now. He rubbed the garb over his head as if drying off from bathing.
He tossed his clothes onto her and they landed like heavy veils over her head, and in the brief moment she was covered she could smell Dvorak's sweat and natural scent. Then she felt his little hand rubbing the cloth into her hair.
"Scrub." He told her. "Make sure to get your scent on them." His hands left her. "You're a hunter, use your skills..." His ears perked. "Where's the air for this ship coming from? Front of the ship or back of it?"
Riti would probably understand now, but to clarify the gelfling said "We're laying a decoy. We wanna keep it upwind."
He turned on his saber, and plunged it into a wall with a strained crackle as metal began to melt away, the sounds from the beasts stifling the noise of the escapees.
Seeing what Dvorak was doing, Riti pulled out her on saber and joined in, helping to make quick work of the metal wall.
"Come," he told her, as he headed to what he hoped would be a bank of escape pods, the outer tunic still in his arms.
She followed him without question, trying to keep her long limbs from banging against the cold metal walls. She wanted to get out of this horrible place, she wanted to go home...But there was no home for her. Now all she could do was follow her friend and mentor to where ever he thought best.
"When we get back to ScatterStar, I will help you feel at home. There's an arboretum you know? With all manner of plant life from dozens of different worlds. And it's huge, because it grows fresh crops and medicines for the entire station. Sometimes replicated food and herbs don't have the same effectiveness. So we have the greenyard. When I was there last, as in, before we met, many of the plants were still little sproutlings. I expect they're all grown up and fully flowered a few times already. It was the one place on the entire station I felt completely at peace. I'll bring you, when we get back to the station."
He offered an encouraging smile, but then it turned a little sad.
"I promise, when you smell the intermingling scents and feel the grasses between your toes, the natural earthiness, the colour...it helps keep the hurt at bay."
She continued following him, trying to keep her mind more on what he had described and not her now lost home.
Dvorak stopped suddenly and thought. Did he glean any sort of layout from Kappan? Or from the creatures?
"Be alert." He whispered, then he sat, then and there, and began to meditate, searching his own thoughts and memories for any sign of a clue.
He looked at Riti keeping watch and while she seemed calm now, he knew her anger was a danger, prone to making her lack judgement, lash out. When they got back to the station they would have many, many meditations.
Riti could feel his small hand on her upper arm. He nodded his head in the direction behind him, motioning for her to creep deeper into the walls and ducts with him.
Larged thumping could be heard just outside the steel walls, with the slithering of worms to trail alongside it. Hunters, two, large one where just about them. They need to tread softly.
Vermin shifted his position, stepping clear over the Aleena, then put his hand out to block Ulan. He took a few steps ahead. And then he saw them, creatures that he hadn't seen before. "Hey!" he blurted out. He looked at Ulan. "Is that them?"
And then they opened fire.
Vermin threw up a personal shield, and lay it between him and Ulan. "Guess they aren't!" He remarked returning a volley of fire.
In a force-dash the Aleena appeared in front twirling his cane creating an air current that would blast the bazooka round back at the hunter. However, one was close, they always came in pair, so where was it? "Search for.. the other.. one, the Mgalek...golo... always stick... together."
As this continued he moved back-to-back with Vermin. "Get ready... to attack, I will... defend you. Trust... Vermin. Trust."
The second one came in front of Ulan and Vermin whirled and blasted it in the face. It fell backward, off it's feet. Vermin jumped forward and grabbed the hunter's weapon, blasting down into the floor puncturing it, making it open and exposed. He grabbed Ulan by the back of the robe and jumped down, and started running.
And then as they ran, a little creature, but taller than Ulan, ducked between Vermin's legs. It skidded, spun. "Jedi?" It blurted out, astonished.
And Vermin skid, running into a tall blue woman.
Vermin was staring at Riti, having not seen anything like her. Also the fact that she didn't wear very much was...noticeable. "Um, er, you're the-...we're here to rescue you!"