No this is Drill Squad, complete your Basic Training and then send email to your training officer.
 
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Private Zenima, Skilled Warrior, Trained Legionaire

Name: Troja Freyyakkaa (Private)
Species: Wookiee
Native Tongue: Shyriiwook
Fur Color: Black
Eye Color: Golden Yellow
Skin Color: Black
Height: Approx. 1.7 meters
Weight: 300lbs
Age: 225
Physical Build: Short, but with muscular limbs
Homeworld: Kashyyyk
Physical Features: None that are noticeable, but one large scar under the hair of the back of my right calf.
Personality: Friendly and personable, and always willing to try new things

Talents And Skills

1.)Combat
        a) Particularly fond of the bowcaster, practicing with it repeatedly.  My aim is unmatched among my fellow wookiees.
        b) Unarmed combat.  My powerful upper and lower body strength are a force to be reckoned with, and my ever sharpened claws give me an added advantage in battle.

2.)Healing
        a)Growing up in the forested terrain of Kashyyyk, I have come to have a great understanding of herbs and plants, and can use nearby resources for healing (or harming).

3.)Language
        a)I can speak both Xaczik and Thykarann as they are prevalent on my planet.  I can understand Basic and some Ryl, but cannot speak them.


Background And History

I was born and raised in the KKowir Forest ("Dead Forest" in Basic) on the planet of Kashyyyk by my mother and father.  I grew up within the Kerritamba Village, and lived a dutiful life protecting the Great Tree and my people from the Sayormi, a humanoid race.  It was at this time when I became skilled with my bowcaster, as I often hunted these evil beings down with the rest of my tribe. 

It was not easy though, as the Sayormi were venomous, and could poison both us and the Great Tree.  I came to understand the healing powers of various plants not out of my own interest, but out of sheer will to survive.

It was then that disaster struck our land.  With the rise of the Galactic Empire, my homeland was invaded by an army of clone troopers.  They struck our village without warning.  We were a proud family of Wookiees, and failed to follow their orders. 

General Tobin, leader of the squadron of clones that invaded our village, took no mercy on our people.  It was a massacre.  I sat hiding, shaking in the back of my hut, with my mother and father.  The door was suddenly kicked in, and Tobin walked in.  My parents told me to run out of the back door, and run I did.  As I ran, I heard the sounds of lasers ripping through the air, and the agonizing screams of my parents as they fell to the Empire.

As I turned to look back, it seemed like Tobin was not happy that I had left.  He was running after me, although he was alone.  That was probably because he saw me as only a minor threat, as I was only 50 years old at the time, and not very strong. 

So I ran as hard as I could, blood pumping through my veins as I navigated through the trees and forestation of the Dead Forest.  But then, all of the sudden, I was forced to stop in my tracks.  I was face to face with what I feared the most - a Sayormi, and by his appearance, a chieftan.  He leveled his eyes with mine, as I stood there trembling.

"Little Wookiee, you are in the wrong part of the forest", he told me.

I was too frightened to utter anything but a pathetic whimper, but before he could do anything, a laser beam came from behind me.  The next thing I knew, he was on the ground, with a smoldering hole in his neck.  I turned to see Tobin, pistol in hand.  I felt a wave of different emotions come over me.  Fear and anxiety, but also bewilderment.  Why did Tobin save my life?

"You're a good runner, Wookiee", Tobin told me. "A Wookiee like you would be an intimidating force in my army.  And besides, you now have a life-debt towards me."

I couldn't say no to him.  He was right, he had saved my life, and going back on a life-debt would change everything that I stood for as a Wookiee.  He led me back to his ship, through the burning remains of what was once my home.  Officers were leading Wookiees around in manacles, Wookiees who were once my elders.  I struggled to hold back the tears, but I couldn't.  They streamed down my face as I was lead into the cargo bay of Tobin's ship, the Galactic Entity.  As I felt the ship lift off, I sat there in the cargo bay, fur matted by my tears, and wondered what was to become of me.  My parents had always been there to guide me, and their constant love and support in my life helped me to grow.  Now they were gone.  I vowed to myself that, no matter what I was asked to do, I would do it for them.

When I awoke from my rough sleep in the ship, I was led out into the loading bay of a planet, or station, I couldn't tell, and handed a bowcaster from a superior officer.  Apparently, they knew that bowcasters were the best choice for a Wookiee.  I was then escorted to my sleeping quarters, which were sub-standard, with only a bed.  The officer who led me in told me to await further orders.  I nodded, and he left, leaving me alone in a room, somewhere in the galaxy, with only the thoughts of what I had left behind.

Biography:

Eye Color:Brown
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Skin:White,slightly Tan
Age:13
Physical Features:A scar on my left knee,pretty good muscle definition,a birth mark on my chest
Personality:Kind,patient,friendly,mean sometime
Skills:Tang-Soo-Do(type of Karate,I do it in reality),basketball,video gaming, academics

Short Background:
It was a rainy day.I was happy. I had passed my Green Belt test.My face was pressed against the window. But then, a shadow loomed over the house,and then the house next to mine, and so forth until it stretched across the city.I went outside. Oh no....It was the Empire!They were here to enslave my people,because the droids were malfunctioning due to a Rebel force rising up to defeat them,so they messed with the droid's satellite on a remote moon.The men landed soon after my observation.They knocked on my door. I got up against the wall.Because of the wall I was against and also because the door swung inward, I could hide behind the door.A Storm Trooper ran in and exclaimed,"No funny business this time Stirling family!"Lately,my Karate Master had been teaching us Storm Trooper kills.
"Ayah!"I exclaimed.He turned around, startled.I did a move called Heart Ripper, and pulled out his chip that kept him able to run.But his friend ran in and....well....captured me.They took me to a slave camp where I made the same type of chips that I ripped out of that Storm Trooper.But, the Empire was impressed at my skills.So, they let me join their army.But, as a reward, the let my Master and all the other students free,and we were free to take lessons again.But......I did not pass the Empires test. They laughed at me and sent Me back to the slave camp.

10 Days After The Test:
Luckily,10 days after the test,the droids were back on line, so they sent us home.

2 Years Later:
"Mom,I'm going to go outside."I told my Mom.
"Ok,sweety,don't be too long."Well I walked outside.The city was peaceful today. The city was so peaceful today, I could swear Coruscant was peaceful.
But one thing was wrong. There was a huge shadow looming over the city....And it was noon.But a second later I knew why.Strom Troopers! By this time a was quite a way away from my house. I heard lasers screech through the air. I started running. I didn't know which way I was going. I just ran.I accidentally ran back to the village. I ran into my house.
"Mom,whats going...."The gruesome sight I saw was horrible.I heaved.About 4 times. My parents, dead, their bodies soaking with blood.My Dad's sword was grasped in his hand.I knew there wasn't much time until they found me.So, I grabbed the sword from my fathers hand......and realized it was broken.I grabbed my Bo( staff-like weapon used in the art of Tang-Soo-Do)and got ready to have a heck of a battle. I was wrong.I was shot at and hit in the hand from behind,and the Bo flung from my hand.I was shot at again.I was hit in the shoulder. I fell. I was blindfolded and threw into a compartment 10 minutes later. Before I was threw in, I heard raging fires,screams,and lasers everywhere. They took me to their base. I found out that I actually aced the Empires test with flying colors.But Empire standards say they could only take me in at age thirteen. The villagers wouldn't tell where I was,so the Empire used force.The villagers fought back,so they burned the city down.I had nowhere to go after that.So here I am today.

Righty right. . .  Backbone, you're sentense structure could use work and you could try to use a more mature manner of speaking.  Tang-Soo-Do does not exist in the Star Wars Galaxy, nor does Karate, or any associated items, nor is there basketball.  The whole killing move thing really doesn't work, unless you can make it sound convincing.  Yours sounds like something in a B-Movie.  Not to mention the fact that you can't be a Stormtrooper at age 13.  And Coruscant was never taken by the Empire, it was their base of operations from the beginning.

SX-301, there aren't any factual errors in your bio, but you definitely should make it longer than three run-on sentences.

To be honest, I wouldn't pass either of you right away, but it's not up to me.  Backbone, you definitely need to overhaul your bio if you want to make it into the Army.  SX-301, I definitely sense some promise in you.  We need more troopers, especially in Wraith Squad, considering that we have two people actively posting right now.
 
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Private First Class D'har Leth
-=Wraith Squad=-
TRP/PFC D'har/4SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/VEA/VE/

{Official VE Zombie Expert}

Ok, my comments/constructive criticisms for both Backbone and SX.

Backbone:

1) Use your head. The Empire would not employ a child into its Army Corps. Individuals must be at least 17 years of age, and even that is pushing it. The preferred age is 18.

2) I read only a few sentences from your bio and stopped. Why?:

a. Your sentences are choppy. Example: "I went out to eat. I bought a burger. I ate the burger. I was full. I got up and left." There is no flow in your sentences, so work on implementing commas.

b. This is not planet Earth. When you say "I got my green belt", what does that mean? Be more specific and put some background into it.

Work on that and then resubmit to this topic.




SX:

Heh. 'Tyr'. Sounds like someone has Neverwinter Nights.

The only problem I have with your story is that, it seems to me, lacks "logic". You say you're on Naboo - Naboo is not a planet that is controlled by the Empire - there would be no recruiters just walking around trying to get new blood on Naboo.

Edit the bio - think about your story first. We're in the Thrawn Era, approximately 10-15 years after the events of RotJ.


For both of you, read your biography out loud before you post them. If they don't make sense being read aloud, then they probably won't make sense to me or the rest of your readers.
 
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Cleric "Cosmic" Vor'soth
CoT/MG Cosmic/HCA-3/SL/Drill Squad/Tadath/VEA/VE
[OPE][OTH][OPA][EW1][CDS][IH][GS][LM][SoS][CRoM][CoH][PoC][MSM][SCP][SoA][IOC]
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Cleric "Cosmic" Vor'soth
SL/KPR Cosmic/Lion 1-1/Lopen/VEDJ/VE
[VP][WoS2][KC1][SoY][EoP][OAK]
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Here is my revised bio:

Languages
Native Language: Common
Secondary Language: N/A

Appearance
Hair Color: Dark blonde
Eye Color: Brown
Skin Color: Slightly tanned, bust mostly white
Height: 5' 11
Weight: 160 lb
Age: 23

Talents
SX-301 excels in rifles and sniping.

Other:
Race: Human, Caucasian
Homeworld: Coruscant
Full Name: Tyr Katruen 

Background History
Born and raised on Coruscant, Tyr Katruen grew up in a family of steadfast Imperials. His parents always stood firm in the Imperial lifestyle, giving Tyr one goal: to become one of those white-clad Stormtroopers, fighting for the Empire with absolute obedience.

As a child, Tyr marched around with his friends, pretending to be Stormtroopers. They would make up missions, in which he would usually be the leader of the squad due to his natural leadership qualities. As he grew, he made makeshift sets of armor, as did his friends. Eventually, they all made a pact, whereby if one of them tried to actually become a Stormtrooper, they all would.

The first move to join the Empire was made by one of Tyr's friends, Pex Levar. One day when Tyr, Pex, and two other friends, Lupus and Bylto, met to eat lunch and go play a new game on Lupus' Gamedroid. However, as they sat down to eat, Pex made an announcement. "Last night I went on the Holonet and searched the location of the nearest recruiting office, and tomorrow I'm going to it. Are you all still in on our agreement?" Lupus stared at Pex for a moment or two, then at both Tyr and Bylto, then back to Pex.

"Well, sure we are. Right, guys?"

"Of course," said Bylto.

Tyr opened his mouth to answer, but no sound came out. He was stunned that in less than 24 hours, he would be speaking with an actual recruitment officer above becoming a recruitment officer. After about ten seconds, Bylto slapped him on the back and asked if he was okay.

"I'm fine. I just can't believe that we're finally going to become Stormtroopers.  I was too afraid you three would back out if I did anything, so I didn't make a move to join yet."

The four ate in silence, only speaking when they were back at Lupus' house, turning on the Gamedroid, completely avoiding talking about the next day. If they made it as Stormtroopers, then they would have to give up all emotions to server the Empire. While this was what they all wanted, they couldn't imagine actually going through it, giving up they're friendship. None of them shared this feeling with the other's though, and just played the game and talked about other things.

"Well, see you guys tomorrow. Meet me on my block at noon to go to the recruitment office. Pex, bring directions," Tyr said when the time came for each of them to go home. "See you then."

"Bye," said Lupus blankly, staring off into space. Pex and Bylto just walked off, not saying anything. As Tyr walked home, he fell into deep thought. Wasn't it very hard to go through Stormtrooper training, if the recruiters even sent you off? Didn't a lot of people die? Oh well. Tyr was determined to go to camp, pass training, and become a full fledged Stormtrooper.

The next day, Tyr walked out of his house at exactly noon. He looked both ways out of his door, and saw Bylto, Pex and Lupus all approaching his hovercraft. As Tyr walked out to meet them, they all said "Hello," as one. Hopping into the vehicle, Pex handed him a sheet of directions.

"It shouldn't take too long to get there, it's almost literally right around the corner," he said as he scanned the directions "I know where this is, but I never knew it was an Imperial recruitment office."

"Me neither," said Pex, "But apparently it is."

The four friends chatted on the short trip, and then all got out of the hovercraft and entered the ominous grey building, into a small waiting room with a desk towards the back, with a single door on the far wall. "Excuse me," said Lupus, "Is anybody here?" with that sentence, he pushed a small red button on the desk, which made a buzzing noise. The footsteps were soft at first, but grew louder as their owner approached the other side of the door. As the door swung open with a creak, a tall man in an Imperial recruiter uniform stepped into the waiting room.

"Please pardon the absence of my secretary," he said in a deep, rumbling voice. "I shall speak with you one at a time. Please, step into my office," he said, pointing at Bylto.

"Y-yes, sir," Bylto managed, staring at the man in awe. While he was not a Stormtrooper, he was still part of the Empire.

After five long, grueling minutes of waiting in the small room, without a sound between them, Pex, Tyr and Lupus sighed as Bylto stepped out of the room, with the recruiter beckoning at Pex. All he would say was "It was a tough interview, but I think I passed." Another slow, painful five minutes later, Pex came out, giving just as little information as to the questions and answers that took place in the room. The routine was repeated yet another time, except now with Lupus. Finally, the recruiter came out and steered Tyr into the room.

In this room everything was a dazzling white, in sharp contrast to the dull tones of the previous room. In the center of the room was a desk, with a chair on either side and a stack of neatly piled papers. "Please, take a seat," said the recruiter, gesturing to one of the chairs. "Are you serious about becoming a Stormtrooper?"

"Yes."

"Will you obey without a question, doing what your superiors say without hesitation?"

"Yes."

The man held out a blaster rifle. "How is your aim?" he said, walking across the room and setting up a target. Tyr hadn't thought that this would be asked. He had never really handled a blaster rifle, and had assumed that this wouldn't be an issue until training, at which time he would learn all about guns. Taking on what he thought was a good stance to shoot a gun at, he raised the rifle and took aim and fired. When he looked at the target, he noticed a blackened spot on the white wall, to the right of the target.

"Whoops&" he whispered to himself.

"Have you ever so much as touched a rifle? No matter. For the next few years, your skills will be honed to perfection at training, along with many others. You will become a uniform, emotionless soldier,  IF you live. Here is your interplanetary ticket, and a signed letter to present to the guards at boot camp. You will be assigned to a squad upon arrival, and given a designation code."

Tyr was swelling with pride and joy, but he tried his best not to show it. After all, he had to be emotionless in the end, so he needed to go ahead and start trying now. The recruiter walked him back into the waiting room to the others, and from there they all walked back outside. "Did you guys make it?" questioned Pex, with some hesitation in his voice.

"No&" answered Lupus. "Did you?"

"No. How about you, Tyr? Bylto?"

"Yes," replied Tyr and Bylto in unison.

After a few minutes of loitering, Tyr said "I wonder if we'll be in the same squad."

"I wonder," replied Bylto.

After taking Pex and Lupus home, Tyr suggested that they go ahead and get on their space shuttle to training camp. Apparently it was a good idea, because Bylto agreed in a heartbeat. "We don't need to pack," said Bylto, "The recruiter said that we would be supplied with everything once we get there, including armor and uniform clothing."

With that they drove off towards the shuttle port, never looking back.

Thanks.

ATTENTION DRILL SQUAD MEMBERS

This is an AWOL check. You have until Sunday, July 23, to post a reply here stating that you are not inactive.

Failure to post will result in removal from the Vast Empire Stormtrooper Corps.
 
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Cleric "Cosmic" Vor'soth
CoT/MG Cosmic/HCA-3/SL/Drill Squad/Tadath/VEA/VE
[OPE][OTH][OPA][EW1][CDS][IH][GS][LM][SoS][CRoM][CoH][PoC][MSM][SCP][SoA][IOC]
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Cleric "Cosmic" Vor'soth
SL/KPR Cosmic/Lion 1-1/Lopen/VEDJ/VE
[VP][WoS2][KC1][SoY][EoP][OAK]
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It's a good start, Helope, but I want to see more background of your character. Make more of a story out of it and not just a single paragraph. Really tell us who your character is so everyone can get a feel for your character. (Important for Squad Leaders because they need to know who they're dealing with)
 
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Cleric "Cosmic" Vor'soth
CoT/MG Cosmic/HCA-3/SL/Drill Squad/Tadath/VEA/VE
[OPE][OTH][OPA][EW1][CDS][IH][GS][LM][SoS][CRoM][CoH][PoC][MSM][SCP][SoA][IOC]
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Cleric "Cosmic" Vor'soth
SL/KPR Cosmic/Lion 1-1/Lopen/VEDJ/VE
[VP][WoS2][KC1][SoY][EoP][OAK]
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Correct if I'm wrong, but I believe what Cosmic is trying to say is tell us the story of some defining events in your life, perhaps exactly what happened when you signed up, what life on Coruscant was like.  I suggest looking at some of the other bios, like Cosmic's for example, or SX-301's, or even mine.
 
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Private First Class D'har Leth
-=Wraith Squad=-
TRP/PFC D'har/4SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/VEA/VE/

{Official VE Zombie Expert}

wow i used alot of "but"s didn't I?

My bad. I was looking for example bios and i went to page 6 and read the first one i could find and thought it was just supposed to be a short bio, but after reading yours and some others I see that you can write longer ones. I'll get started on a good bio and post it in one or two days.

Native Language: Basic
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Skin Color: White
Height: 6'2
Weight: 160 lbs
Age: 36
Full Name: Shawn Wilson
Physical Build: Athletic
Homeworld: Carrida II

Skills: Martial Arts, Swordfighting and Markmanship.

Bio: One day i was on a mission with my friend. I was going along to see what he did for a living. He was a Stormtrooper. All of a sudden my friend fell. I checked hi pulse he was dead. I quickly grabbed his gun and started shooting Rebels. I was good. His CO saw me fight and hired me. That is my story.
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Shawn Wilson

Native Language: Basic
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Skin Color: White
Height: 6'2
Weight: 160 lbs
Age: 36
Full Name: Shawn Wilson
Physical Build: Athletic
Homeworld: Carrida II

Skills: Martial Arts, Swordfighting and Markmanship.

Bio: One day i was on a mission with my friend. I was going along to see what he did for a living. He was a Stormtrooper. All of a sudden my friend fell. I checked hi pulse he was dead. I quickly grabbed his gun and started shooting Rebels. I was good. His CO saw me fight and hired me. That is my story.
 
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Shawn Wilson

Name: Howmi Juseal Martin
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Place of Birth: Kashyyk
Hair Color: Black
Eyes: Green/Blue Mix
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 174 lbs.
Specialty: Stealth

Bio:

What kind of man hunts another sentient life form for the sake of sport and maliciousness? Who can kill with worry or care to what one's actions do to others? Hmp! Such a ludicrous question. I can, of course.

The Wookies here... they are naught but beasts. They are wild, walking carpets, capable of nothing more than eating and killing... and we were going to purge the world of these beasts.

There. Another group coming to drink... now's my chance. Bursting out of the bushes, I pulled the trigger on his CDEF rifle, letting loose a spray of blaster bolts. In the direction of the four Wookies. The rifle was relatively weak and inaccurate but it brought two of the towering giants. One was injured and the other came at me with its vibrosword. The rifle had emptied, so I pulled a vibrodagger out of my boot, to hold off the hulking being. The Wookie glared at me with pure rage, as I knocked the blade
out of his hand and sent my dagger through his thick fur and skin into his chest. The blade easily went through and cut a deeper wound. The Wookie only became angrier and with one swoop of his arm, I went flying into a tree.

Grasping for breath, I looked around for the Wookie, and found him towering over me. Holding his fists together, he slammed them down onto my forehead, and I felt my skull give way as I fell into darkness.

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"Father... why do we hunt the Wookies? Why don't we just leave them alone? They are an abomination, but they are formidable. Besides, they have never tried to hunt us!" I had asked him.

"Fool, I've told you many times, and I'm not going to do so again," The anger gleamed in his eyes, "Now go to the watering hole and wait for them there. I'll be with you shortly. Don't screw this one up! Now get going!"

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I felt my self being carried, as a strange man I've never seen before carried me into a ship. He threw me down into the floor and spoke, "I told you not to screw it up, boy. Now, I disown your very existence,"I heard the breaded man say.... I couldn't... keep my eyes open....

......

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"Hey!" Called a voice. The voice echoed and boomed throughout my head, keeping me from my peaceful sleep. Five more minutes, I thought, So tired. Abruptly, I found that my five minutes were up
before they began, and my face was quickly reacquainted with the floor, "Get up, you fool. Check out what I got!" A figure said, pushing a device into my face.

"What on Julias? Are you serious!? Where'd you get that!?" I snapped awake. I couldn't hold in my surprise. I never thought we'd already get a power converter for our speeder so soon!

"I... acquired it off of old man Stephens!" He proudly replied, grinning ear to ear.

"He had one!? Wow," I then realized something, "Hm. It a wonder you weren't caught, even with his bad hearing, especially with your noisy feet," I said, pointing at his feet.

"Hey! Just because I can't sneak around very well, doesn't mean that I can't steal something!" He screamed, his Wookie fur shaking with his anger.

"Yeah right. The only thing you're good for is tinkering with your toys," I teased, waving Z off.

"Why you...! Arg! We don't have time for this. We need to get going. Comon!"


"Hey! Where're we goin'?" I asked, leaving our dusty shack behind.

"Just comon!" We made our way to an isolated hovel, on the outskirts of the city. He pointed to a small window near the base of the building, "Look in there."

Curious, I bent down and put my hands against the window, "I can't see... ahh!" A swift kick to my backside, and the window gave way, with me, quickly through it. I held my scream as I landed without noise. The window sung nearly shut, caught against my friend's hand. The window was too high for me
to crawl back out of.

"What the heck was that!?" I whispered. He was going to pay for this.

"Alright, now we steal what we need from this old man, and sell it to buy the rest of the parts we need for the speeder." He replied.

"What!? What didn't you just tell me that!?" I nearly forgot to whisper, my anger swelled so much.

"Well... you wouldn't have done it if I had told you what you were getting, so I thought this was the only way I could get you to get it," He told me.

"Well what do I need to get?" I asked, my anger still apparent.

"You won't like it...." He droned.

"Just tell me," He told me. He was right.

Despite my better judgement, I snuck onto ground floor from the basement. I had to find this old man... which wasn't hard. There were only three rooms: The basement, the living area, and his bedroom. Walking through the door that lead to his chambers, I crept quietly over the stone floor, making my way to his bed. He slept in his robes, and didn't leave his weapon for a second, I saw. I went around to get a better angle to grab the object...  and found that he was watching me!

I nearly screamed and fell over backwards! He had been watching me! He was going to call the authorities and I was going to be imprisoned for the rest of my life! However, after much movement and wide-eyed shock, I realized he had been sleeping with his eyes open.... How... peculiar. Never quite growing accustomed to my audience, I reached for the clasp holding his weapon in place, and winched at the slight sound that it made. I gently removed the object, and quickly made my way for the door.

Daylight! Precious daylight! I hid the weapon in my vest and made a mad bolt for home. Fixing our newly acquired power converter to the speeder was my deceptive friend, "Oh wow! I never thought
you'd make it out of there alive! Did you get it!?"

"I could have been caught! Or worse, killed! What the heck were you thinking!?" I screamed, grabbing him by the collar.

"Relax. I've been helping you out for 6 years, ever since you were 9 years old. You owe me," He replied calmly. Silently fuming, I released him as he spoke, "So... did you get it?"

My anger was replaced by curiosity, "Yeah, yeah.... Let's see. Here it is!" I pulled out the cylinder and activated it. The lightsaber hummed gently in my hand as I swung it around it bit, "Wow! There's absolutely no air resistence! It's kinda hard to control."

"Let me see," He followed suit, swinging the saber around a bit, seeing that he couldn't stop it where he wanted it to, "Wow you're right," He agreed, handing it back.

"You know... maybe we should keep it. We could do so much with it," I said, daydreaming.

"What? No way! Comon, let's go sell this relic!" He said as he tried to grab it in his claws.

"No! This is our opportunity for fame! We could do so much with this!" I shouted as I pulled back.

"Let go!"

"No you let go!"

We struggled over the saber for a few minutes I gained the upper hand as he pulled back on it and ignited it... right into his chest. I dropped it in shock and it went effortlessly through his chest and
stomach. The young man fell at my feet, the lightsaber still cutting into his flesh. The smell of brunt fur was nauseating. As he sputtered out blood, the lightsaber sparked, and flickered out. The last of it's ancient power source gone... and the last of my friend's life force taken from his body.

My eyes widened in shock, and I reached out to touch the deformed face of my former friend. I couldn't have.... Tears began to roll down my face. I was overcome with shock and horror. I couldn't bear this. I began to cry in earnest, just as the door burst open, and Stormtroopers poured in.