Post by Dominik Malsk on Mar 23, 2014 16:54:15 GMT -8
The Underworld Hero
Prinicipal Authors: Dominik Malsk
User who can post here: Dominik Malsk and those deemed important for the storyline or want to join.
Critical responses: Yes
Standard Universe Rules: Yes
Summary: Dominik's many trials and adventures that he finds during his time in Coruscant's Underworld
Intro: *A large over view of Coruscant is shown, from the Senate to the Jedi Temple. The camera soon drops down into the darkness known as the Underworld. It zooms through the many streets of the Underworld, showing off the poverty, the crime, the bars, the whores and many other things. It soon finds an 18 year old boy walking through the streets with a white robe and the hood over his head. It stays about a few feet away, just above his shoulder as he continues to walk. Dominik begins to give his intro as he walks by many attractions, the camera observing each one for a brief moment.*
"So this is where I live now. All that training in GALSAF, and I still haven't made myself a name with the big crime thugs down here. Either way, I own a small apartment where another young kid stayed, aparantly she managed to get the Empire on her years ago, but that was before the Alliance was a thing. I fight the crime here with two bladed tonfas and a sword that I bought off the black market. Nothing is too extreme down here, but I've been discovering something new everyday, with myself and this city. I got some power most call the Force, and these common street thugs are getting supplied by the top dogs of the galaxy. Something big is going down, but I can't yet explain it. I still have my rifle and pistol from GALSAF, lucky I was allowed to take it when I left. The whores here are expensive, and no where near my taste and the bars are stuck with low-lifes and idiots. There are more poor down here than the common working man, but I can't complain. I keep the streets safe with my quick thinking and my fast hands. The blades of my tonfas don't draw blood, at least not normally, and I don't carry my blade like most people. Maybe those peices of equipment I took are getting rusty, but I do tend to practice them on the street lights. GALSAF hasn't contacted me in months, and I assume they are not aware of the rising hell that is corrupting this place every minute. I suppose I just need to beat these thugs up faster."
Prinicipal Authors: Dominik Malsk
User who can post here: Dominik Malsk and those deemed important for the storyline or want to join.
Critical responses: Yes
Standard Universe Rules: Yes
Summary: Dominik's many trials and adventures that he finds during his time in Coruscant's Underworld
Intro: *A large over view of Coruscant is shown, from the Senate to the Jedi Temple. The camera soon drops down into the darkness known as the Underworld. It zooms through the many streets of the Underworld, showing off the poverty, the crime, the bars, the whores and many other things. It soon finds an 18 year old boy walking through the streets with a white robe and the hood over his head. It stays about a few feet away, just above his shoulder as he continues to walk. Dominik begins to give his intro as he walks by many attractions, the camera observing each one for a brief moment.*
"So this is where I live now. All that training in GALSAF, and I still haven't made myself a name with the big crime thugs down here. Either way, I own a small apartment where another young kid stayed, aparantly she managed to get the Empire on her years ago, but that was before the Alliance was a thing. I fight the crime here with two bladed tonfas and a sword that I bought off the black market. Nothing is too extreme down here, but I've been discovering something new everyday, with myself and this city. I got some power most call the Force, and these common street thugs are getting supplied by the top dogs of the galaxy. Something big is going down, but I can't yet explain it. I still have my rifle and pistol from GALSAF, lucky I was allowed to take it when I left. The whores here are expensive, and no where near my taste and the bars are stuck with low-lifes and idiots. There are more poor down here than the common working man, but I can't complain. I keep the streets safe with my quick thinking and my fast hands. The blades of my tonfas don't draw blood, at least not normally, and I don't carry my blade like most people. Maybe those peices of equipment I took are getting rusty, but I do tend to practice them on the street lights. GALSAF hasn't contacted me in months, and I assume they are not aware of the rising hell that is corrupting this place every minute. I suppose I just need to beat these thugs up faster."