A reboot of the Star Wars one I had going. It was dead and I didn't care for it anyway.
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Who are you?
Lando Calrissian!
Bob-bob the Best
No, and no.
I suggest you refrain from using established characters. ;)
Orlando Caribbean
Kyrenic Thelcar, a white male 5'10 155 pound star pilot for the Galactic Empire.
That will do.
Another post will be up in half an hour or so.
11 BBY (Years before Battle of Yavin)
It's another beautiful day at the pilot training academy on Corulag. The towering black Academy building behind you lays surrounded by the well tended grounds, ensuring the cadets received plenty of fresh air when not in simulation pods or their rooms studying. You, however, will no longer be in the pods - for today is Graduation Day. You and the rest of your class are now official TIE pilots - ready to serve in the loyal Starfighter Corps of the Galactic Empire.
After taking in the view you spot your trainer, Lieutenant Carrinc, wandering the nearby plaza, your squadron mates are also nearby. The Lambda shuttle still has a little bit until take off, so you have some time to talk to the others.
Walk over to Lieutenant Carrinc.
Walk over to your squadronmates.
Start towards the shuttle into orbit.
Option #1.
The lieutenant appears to have just broken off of reprimanding a newer student, you sidle up to Carrinc as the other cadet skulks off. "Excellent morning, sir," you comment to the lieutenant in an attempt to get his attention.
"Indeed it is, Cadet. Perfect day for your graduation. Where will you be stationed?"
The answer pops up in your head - the Arquitens-class light cruiser Vindicator. The ship is moderately sized, with room for a small compliment of troops and a squadron of fighters. You spout off the information to your trainer, proud of yourself to be stationed on such a ship - some of your classmates have reportedly gotten assignments on ground hangars - and Carrinc nods along, evidently sharing the sentiment. "Good to hear it, Thelcar. A good starting post."
Ask a question (specify).
Say something else (specify).
Leave.
I guess thank him for his training (say it more eloquently than that, but not over the top) and leave.
"Good to know, sir. And I'm sure your training will come in useful."
Carrinc grins. "That's the point, pilot."
You converse a little more over the new batch of recruits and your assignment, before he ends the conversation to tend to his official duties. You turn away, back to facing the Academy grounds.
Talk to your squadronmates.
Head towards the shuttle into orbit.
Head to the shuttle.
The gravel crunches underfoot as you make your way to the landing pad. The majority of the military base surrounding the Academy was beyond the treeline, but a select few pads had been placed near the Academy for graduates, officers, and other significant shuttle personnel. On the pad perches as Lambda-class shuttle, the three wings elegantly folded above the pure white hull. The gravel gives way to duracrete, and you join the rest of the graduates on the way to the shuttle.
Once up the shuttle ramp and into the vehicle proper, you select a seat and are quickly crowded by the 19 or so other recruits, who make a hole to allow the black-uniformed shuttle pilot to make his way into the cockpit. This isn't the first time you've traveled into space, but it is the first time you've traveled off-world from Corulag - you never had to leave the planet since two years ago, when you began training.
The ramp to the shuttle lifts up and seals with a hiss. As it starts to lift off, you become aware of the other passengers in your vicinity.
Talk to the pilot on your right.
Talk to the pilot on your left.
Other (specify.)
Take inventory of everything you have in your person.
Thelcar's Inventory
Bold items are equipped.
1 black pilot's dress uniform
1 code cylinder
Describe the code cylinder.
The usual small, cylindrical object, with clearance for pilot-only areas but not officer quarters or other higher-level locations.
Stare at the cockpit door.
You glance a little forlornly at the door to the shuttle cockpit, wishing you could be up there as well. As it is, you're content to look at the viewscreen, showing an image of the cruiser in orbit. It draws closer, the angular shape growing closer and closer in the screen. The shuttle glides into the bow hangar of the ship, numbing now on the floor.
In the small hangar, you look around, observing the TIE hangar racks and other ships landed on the hangar floor.
Find an officer to report to.
Explore the hangar.
Other (specify)Thelcar's Inventory
Bold items are equipped.
1 black pilot's dress uniform
1 code cylinder
First option! It's orderly.
You cast a look around, searching for the officer who's probably in charge. All you know at the moment is your callsign - Iota 9 - and your rank, Flight Corporal. The layout of an
Arquitens is more or less alien to you, especially since your lesson focus was on, well, piloting a fighter, not a light cruiser.
A uniformed man approaches you, a squadron leader by his Flight Captain rank plaque.
"Ah, the new recruits. Gather over here," he calls out louder, getting the attention of the other squadron mates who flew up with you. "You've all been assigned under me, Iota Leader. We'll be flying escort and patrol assignments with our ship, the
Vindicator. Head to your barracks and more information will be given out there."
You follow the as yet unnamed officer to your barracks, where you all head to a bunk and await elaboration by the Captain. "I'm your commanding officer - Captain Jolinar. I'm sure I don't need to cover all the basic squadron information or pilot procedures I'm sure you learned at the Academy."
Ask a question (specify).
Let Jolinar continue.Thelcar's Inventory
Bold items are equipped.
1 black pilot's dress uniform
1 code cylinder
Remain silent.
Finding no questions from his audience, Jolinar continued. "I do have a set of more personal rules for my squadron, the foremost of which is very simple:
You will always listen to orders. I do not care if orders are immoral or make no sense, or if they are hard to complete, or not given directly by me. You will follow orders to the best of your ability, even if it gets you killed. Understood?"
You nod along with the rest of the pilots. The captain makes sure everyone understands and moves on. "That should be all for now. We will jump to hyperspace in 2 hours, take the time to familiarize yourself with squadron mates as well as the ship. That is all."
The entire barracks salute him, and Jolinar leaves the room, as the pilots fall about various activities.
Talk to other recruits.
Check your bunk and locker.
Other (specify).Thelcar's Inventory
Bold items are equipped.
1 black pilot's dress uniform
1 code cylinder
Hmm, option 2.
Your "locker" is with all the other on the far wall, away from the obstruction of the beds. The locker is more like a small shower, the right side housing your flight suit, and on the left a small room where you have enough room to access your flight suit and change into it, with a wall compartment for extra equipment and your holdout weapon. You take the holdout pistol and slip it into your boot, which is where they usually go.
You gained:
Holdout pistol x1The other equipment you're meant to put on with your flight suit, so you leave it for now. You return to your bunk and look it over. Whoever your bunkmate is, he's probably off talking to one of the other pilots, because no one else is loitering near your bunk. The bed itself is made out of standard heat-retaining fabric, nothing particularly special. It will serve its purpose.
Talk to other recruits.
Other (specify).Thelcar's Inventory
Bold items are equipped.
1 black pilot's dress uniform
1 code cylinder
1 holdout pistol
Listen in on the closest conversation, without moving from where you are or looking creepy.
Under the guise of inspecting the rest of your bunk, you start listening in on a conversation between two pilots on the other side of the bunk behind you. They seem to be talking aimlessly.
"I heard the final squads of V-wings are being rotated out of service."
"It's about time. They've gone past the obsolete stage at this point."
You start to remake the now mussed bed, still listening.
"Anyway, it looks like the
Victorys' are undergoing reevaluation. Some sort of pirate flotilla managed to best a couple of them and escape with some stolen cargo. No one's happy with that."
The other pilot snickers. "Wouldn't be the first time. The Clone Wars models are losing their edge, I'm glad the II's are being implemented."
Before you can hear more, someone bumps into you. You look to your left to see another pilot - a young man around your age - regaining his footing. "Sorry, wasn't looking," he explains in a hurry.
You sigh and tuck the sheets back under the mattress. The mania still standing there. "I'm your bunkmate," he says expectantly.
Introduce yourself.
Say something (specify).
Other.Thelcar's Inventory
Bold items are equipped.
1 black pilot's dress uniform
1 code cylinder
1 holdout pistol
I guess it's time to introduce yourself.