Brother Kalen Joss, Golden Envoy

Equite 3, Clan Plagueis, Jedi
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Competition
[Life Day Celebration IV] Small Team RP - Codename: Krampus
Textual submission

Manually added by Lord Idris Adenn

URL
https://discord.darkjedibrotherhood.com/rp-sessions/Doz.html
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Life Day IV RO- Team Podiumisus
URL
https://discord.darkjedibrotherhood.com/rp-sessions/vGq.html
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[Emissary] Harvestide/All Spirits' Day
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https://discord.darkjedibrotherhood.com/rp-sessions/kgn.html
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House Warming/Promotion Party
Competition
[Pro Bowl IX: Week Three] Fiction
File submission
Probowl 3 fiction2.pdf
Textual submission

That was so much fricking fun to right. Hope you all enjoy.

And yes, I am implying that CP has a strong Navy, and yes, we probably retrieve some high speed cool shit.

Competition
[Pro Bowl IX: Week Two] Scenario Fiction
Textual submission

**2 Jedi's and 2 Senile Droids Walk into an Old Secret Imperial Base**

Bridge, Corra IV

Kalen looking at the half filled cargo crater. It appeared as though D had only packed the first page of the 3 page list of items that they needed for this mission. It was calamity in the making. None of the critical gear made the trip. The Jedi reminded himself that it was probably his fault for not explaining things better for the droid. Still, a hint of rage at the droid incompetence began to bubble up within him. It didnt help that Karracca new(but very old) R3 droid just chiped his binary giggles from the corner.

“I would never forget to read the second page of anything Master Joss.” Reece beep booped.

“Oh you mind your circuits you flea ridden tin can” D said to his robot counterpart.

Kalen was looking at his datalink with the first page if the ‘mission equipment’ list open, which read-

-Glowrod with a flickering charge

-Emperor Palpatine Hologram Projector, stuck on loop

-Imperial Datapad with a locked interface

-BlasTech DH-17 Blaster Pistol with a cracked power pack

-Stormtrooper Utility Belt, missing most pouches

-Destro-6 demolition charge trigger, but no charge

-F-187 fusioncutter

-Rusted Cybernetic Hand

-Clone Commando Helmet missing visor

Now, exactly why Kalen and Karracca had needed those specific items, well, that info will be lost to the sands of time. But what was important was that none of it was mission critical. This was the second mistake of its kind that the protocol droid had made this week.

“So if you read the second page D, where is the stuff from the second and third pages?”

“In the other cargo crater sir.” D said with a bow.

“And why would you forget to load the second crater then?” 

“I didn't forget to load it Master Joss. On my word, lest I be disassembled sir.” D rambled.

“Then who forgot to load it?” Kalen began pacing back and forth in the small 5 metre by 5 metre bridge of the Corra IV.

“I don't know sir. I saw it down in the hold just yesterday.”

“Wait yesterday…you saw it onboard yesterday? So you mean the other crate is onboard?” Kalen sounded relieved and engaged at the same time.

“Well yes, I assume so sir as we haven't landed anywhere or stopped for a few days.” the droid said matter-of-factly.

“I swear sometimes D, you're lucky sliced protocol droids are so expensive. Otherwise I might be half tempted to put your cranium through a bulkhead. Grrrr.” Kalen said as he stormed out, heading to the main cargo hold below them. Brushing past Corra with a grunt.

“Whats wrong babe, she called after him…you guys aren't still teasing him are you.” She said as she walked in and took a seat in Kalen pilots chair, something only she was allowed to do.

Karracca and Reece(R3-E5) as usual, began gossiping back and forth in Shryiwook and binary respectively. The two had actually been reunited by a twist of fate when Karracca was looking for an astromech and came across Reece in the classified ads of Interstellar bulletin board. Karracca had actually owned Reece for a few years three and a half decades before. Though, Reece had become somewhat more arrogant, depraved, and outright hallucinagenic since the last time they'd been together. The old wookie had learned a few days after buying him that the plucky little droid had avoided a memory wipe since Karracca had sold him. At random times throughout the week since he had taken possession of him again Reece would randomly mention to Karracca he had found out the answer. Each time Karra would brush off the astromech as just rambling due to his memory circuits being nearly full. But as they got closer to Wayland, the droid had become more and more urgent in his proclamations.

Finally, as they landed on Wayland the little R3 droid screaming out ‘the answer’ he had found.

“The answer to what Reece?” Kalen relented on behalf of Karracca just so he didn't have to hear the droid natter about it anymore.

“The answer to whether or not the Emperor had a child.”

“Really Reece? Yeah, we know he did, there was like, two direct-to-net holovids released about it just last week.” Kalen replied.

Reece, who thought he had found out a galaxy shaking secret and had diligently held that secret in for so long stoo stoically for a moment. He had planned to keep the secret until he met up with some trusted sidekicks(yes, Reece was so hallucinagenic, that he actually views humanoids as his sidekicks) who could help him solve the case. But instead, his hopes of ever lasting glory for himself and his kind faded yet again and he cooed and moaned, and spiralled into a deep state of droid depression for a few days.

Competition
[Pro Bowl IX: Week One] Fiction
Textual submission

**Mount Tantiss Expedition**

The mission was seemingly simple. Head to an old secret Imperial research facility on the planet Wayland, proceed down to the base that was built into the side of a mountain, and retrieve a device in a laboratory.

Karracca warned Kalen about the endless dangers they might face on the planet and within the base, but Kalen appeared unfazed by the warnings. A contract was a contract, and this one had a nice price tag on it. So they were going to at least try. As they approached the planet even D three in a cryptic warning.

“Uh, Master Joss, I should have you know, that 2 of my previous Masters both attempted to enter the base we are now heading for. Neither returned.”

“Really? So what happened to you after your Master didn't return D.” Kalen replied.

“Well Master. Each of those times led to brief periods of me functioning as an autonomous cybernetic being. Truly disturbing and terrifying times that I'd rather not talk about. Suffice to say I found a new Master quite quickly each time. I found that I'm temperamentally ill suited to enjoying freedom and liberty, how you humanoids deal with the constant choices and countless potentialities will forever escape me.” the protocol droid said, sounding almost poetic.

“Wow…so how long did you have you’re freedom each time?”

“Less than 72 hours on each occasion sir. The second I nearly turned myself in for scrapping…”

“Fooooof…well I'm glad you didn't buddy. But the 3 of us are together now. So if we don't return, at least we'll die together.”

“My apologies Master, but that isn't very reassuring.” The droid said before gazing out the cockpit window, eyes flickering with light, as if remembering something.

After they landed in a clearing about 800 yards away from the mountain base and suited the trio walked down the ramp amd stared into the dark jungle around them. It was only mid afternoon by the eery blackness loomed in the large TRIPLE canopy jungle. Various sounds of random jungle creatures could be heard all around them. D informed them that several were notable dangerous predatory species that would like stalking and hunt him and Master Karracca.

“Thanks D, but we got blasters and lightsabers. We'll be alright.” Kalen said he stepped off, walking towards the treeline as the wookie and droid tentatively began following him.

Before they got to the edge of the clearing an raspy and evil sounding voice rang on both Kalem and Karra's ears.

‘Those who enter, never exit.’

Kalen stopped and turned to hos companion “Did you guys hear that?” The first signs of apprehension entered his voice.

“Hear what Master?” D said.

“I heard it kid. Sounded like the Emperor to me.” Karracca growled. He had heard the voice of the long dead Emperor Palpatine/Darth Sidious before, many times. It was unmistakable.

“Emperor of wha…oh, you mean that Emperor.” The holovids about the fall of the Empire and the events of nearly a decade before often referenced or hinted at the Dark Sith Lord, and Kalen quickly clued in.

“Yeah, that one. I'm telling you kid, this is a bad idea.” Karracca growled.

“Hmm, spooky.” He took a few more steps towards the mountain and heard the insidious disembodied voice again.

‘Yes Jedi, come to my lair.’

“Alright then…uh, everyone back on the ship, lets get the kark outta here. No reward is worth this kinna Sithy weirdness.nope, nope, that's a whole bucket of nope.” Kalen said as he felt a corkscrew of goosebumps rush up his spine. He wasn't a coward, but he also wasn't suicidal. The trio got back on the Corra IV and beat feet, heading out of the system and away of this infernal place.