siriwook

Hello. I should preface this by saying, I am not sure how to search for the answer to this on my own. I thought I'd asked already, but I didn't see a reply--if the topic even posted in the first place. But I did lose a lot of sleep recently, and I might have skipped over a notification. So...

OOC / See the spoiler section to check for the official guest list and the OOC post for the rules. If you feel your padawan, acolyte, apprentice, or initiate should be invited, respond to the OOC thread for an invitation. Guest list subject to change without notice. /OOC Location: Sneeve...

Title says it all. There's a lightsaber floating in space, waiting for someone--anyone--to go get it. "Don't kill me, please!" it says through the Force.

I read the FAQ but can't see the button. Wondering if blogs are for everyone. If so, how can I blog? If not, what would entitle me to this feature?

Siriwook paces her ship anxiously. Curious about why her chest is hurting, she's searched the archives for information and discovered she may have the symptoms of pregnancy. But she doesn't think she's done anything that might lead to pregnancy, or that she's hermaphroditic and reproducing...

Well, is there? Like, do you see me slipping up somewhere? Need something from me? Got any beauty tips?

"'Harry! Harry! Fetch th'um water from the th'tweam hour'th away! And don't dawdle!' Th'tupid witch...." Harry mocks his mother's voice, knowing full well the sorceress can probably hear him through the Force. Magic was like that--full of loopholes that made no sense. Much like Harry's...

NAME: Harry Tri'Cho'Sia FACTION: RANK: Space Trash SPECIES: Demi-Wookiee AGE: 13 SEX: Male HEIGHT: 2 WEIGHT: 140 kg EYES: Silver HAIR: Brown with black and blonde highlights SKIN: Peach/pink around skin-only areas, darker under darkly-colored fur. FORCE SENSITIVE: No...

It's night. Siriwook knows she's on a ship in space, but she is dreaming. It's a peculiar kind of dream for two reasons. First, she can see nothing. She hears, smells, and feels, but sees nothing. Second, she knows in the dream that this is a place she's been, but she can't remember it...

Name: Hy'peria Tri'cho'sia, Sith Sorceress of the Shadowlands Loyalties: Herself, mostly. Secondarily, Siriwook and another presently-unnamed demi-wookiee, but only as a means to an end. Role: My character's mother and creator. Development Threads...

Please excuse this break of character for the moment. I just read another user requesting to be listed as a force user. I'm still new, but I want to have access to this skill tree. My intention is to be numbered among the Jedi, but I see there are a few options. I haven't actually been...

As Siriwook's Y2K Freighter pulls out of the atmosphere of the 'Doshan hunter moon, Wasskah, three things become immediately apparent. First, Siriwook's total lack of experience will make survival unlikely. Second, since Siriwook is relying on autopilot, she has no idea where the ship is...

Breaking character for the moment, I'd like to talk about clarity in writing. My writing has been notoriously dense. I try to summarize, but I just have so much to say... and so prettily... that I have trouble paring down into digestible chunks. Recently, I wrote a roleplay in which I inserted...

"Wyaaaaaaa~ [hi]" "Ru ruagh. Aroooooo. Ra ghra. Awooo. [I'm brand new to the boards and want to be a Jedi in the Galactic Alliance]" "Ruagh arooaraugh. Aruagh ruagh rurururu. [Allow me to recount the tale of how I came to be here, and how I found out I was connected to the Force.]"...

Out of the dark underbrush that covers her, concealing her from the light reflected off the surface of 'Dosha onto the ground of its moon, Siriwook runs with purpose. She hurries, but not from fear. It's hope that keeps her moving, hope of rescue--not a new hope, but old, as old as her time on...