The Young Jedi Knights RP: Jedi Academy

OOC: Ummm... These posts are a bit short. And Blitzballchamp could you PLEASE make your posts more descriptive? I'm sure Skye will say the same thing too!
 
OOC: I dunno who you mean by Blitzballchamp, but Shinin, your posts are way too short. Please lengthen them to a few paragraphs. No less than two please.

IC: Yukiko smiled at the conversations around her. She felt the senses within her tingling, as if she were made of sunlight, of happiness. Looking up at Tionne, who was sitting in the front of the room, Yukiko noticed she had stopped playing her instrument, but the happiness and good cheer in the room endured.

"Good morning, students," Tionne said softly, but her voice filled the room. She picked up her strange, stringed instrument once more, and played a few notes. "I would like to tell you a story this morning. For those of you who are new, I do not use textbooks. I teach history through song, which I hope you will all enjoy..."

With that, her speaking voice trailed off, and Tionne slipped into her soft, silvery singing voice. Her song told of a battle long ago, of Jedi who suffered and gave their lives while fighting off a great darkness. Yukiko listened intently. She had always had a knack and a special connection with music. Her Force sense was particularly strong when there was music around her. It sharpened her senses, made her feel very alive, very vibrant. She could almost see colorful vibrations in the air around her.

When Tionne had finished, she set down her instrument carefully, and folded her hands in her lap.

"Are there any questions?" she asked gently, and tossed her silvery hair.
 
OOC: WHAT?! First it was minimum of 5 lines! NOW IT'S A MINIMUM OF 2 PARAGRAPHS?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
OOC:that is no far i cant even right in 1 paragraph
 
OOC: Nor can you spell or use punctuation (No offense!)
 
OOC:i know in spelling at skool i have the best thing but after the spelling test my parints wount me to spell all my words and i only get 1 right
 
OOC: Conjecture: I beleive paragraphs might be a bit extensive when considering certain situations. For example, a robot would have very little to say about how he felt about things, therefore, my character is a bit difficult in some situations. I think that perhaps we try to be as detailed as possible, yet prolonged, and uneccisarily short posting would result in warnings, and eventually being expelled from the roleplay? Look at my in-character below for example. There is plenty for humans to say, but little for me. However, in other situations, I can have far more to say than any meatb- err, human. But you will see that while short, it is detailed.

IC: I began recording through my audio and video sensors at highest quality, directly to my memory as the jedi master Tionne taught her lesson through the song. Once she had finished, I double checked the file to make sure that it was fully functional, and committed it to my permanent memory.
 
nanok242 said:
OOC:i know in spelling at skool i have the best thing but after the spelling test my parints wount me to spell all my words and i only get 1 right
OOC: Where do you live? I mean what continent or country
 
Jeanne listened attentively at the song Tionne played. She was suprised, she never enjoyed history before, but what she was hearing...it was something inexplicable yet she somehow understood them. In her mind, she repeated what she heard, imagining what happened, feeling what they could feel.

Hearing that she was done, she opened her eyes. Only realizing then that she had closed them. She was too absorbed by what she had been envisioning in her head.

"Are there any questions?" she had asked.

Since she didn't have one, she sat still and looked around for anyone who does.
 
I know this is late but can I join? I have read the first YJK book about the *covers mouth with hand* crmmh twe fghnmgr. (just incase you want to use something like that in the RP). I haven't been able to find the other books. Here's my character but if this is too late I will delete this post.

Name: Yon

Age: 25 (Wookiees live for much longer than humans so he is only teenager)

Gender: Male

Species: (I'm gonna go against you all (except Shinin) and not be a human.) Wookiee

Home Planet: Kashyyyk (no I didn't spell it wrong, that's how it's spelt)

Physical description: He is tall and athletic, like most of his species. His body is mostly covered in fur and wears little clothing, only a single belt made from the fibres from a deadly syren plant. His fur is a rich brown except for a ginger patch over his left eye.

Personality: He is very dependable and loyal to his friends. He has a love for computers and mechanics. Since most of the Wookiees are not deceitful he is quite gullible and will believe almost anyone or anything. Also loves to tell jokes. His temper is quite a problem although not many people will try to provoke a Wookiee.

Other: He has a translator Droid that he created about the size of Em Teedee and is named RU12. *smiles* RU12 is clipped onto his belt.
 
OOC: I bent my wookie! :D
 
OOC: u spelled kashyyyk right. unless it only has 2 y's o_O
Skye's post count is 911 o_O
and Skye going from 5 sentences (1 average paragraph) and going to 2 paragraphs is doubling it. And sometimes, you can't get even 1 paragraph in because there is so little to say. You have an easy time doing it because you also control the JA teachers.


IC: Shinin listened to the notes of Master Tionne's instroment. He never liked music. Her singing voice was OK. Shinin didn't care about history. All he knew about history was things that happened in the past 30 years. He knew about Darth Maul, Darth Sidious, Darth Tyranus a.k.a. Count Dooku, General Grievous, Darth Vader, Emperor Palpatine, and how they all got killed and who killed them. He doesn't want to know more history. The only reason he knew about that stuff was because his parents told him stories when he was little. He didn't care about what happened before that.
 
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OOC: Shinin, I do not control the teacher completely. Everyone is more than welcome to take part, since we all have a general idea of what the classes would be like. They are pretty self-explanitory. Besides, the students will probably end up splitting up at some point for classes, so I won't be controlling the teachers for the classes my character is not in.

Perhaps for some parts, two paragraphs may be asking too much, but honestly, it really isn't that hard to do. Try describing your surroundings, the noise the other classmates are making, and how your character is thinking or what they are feeling. I will not tolerate one or two sentences. Starting from here on out, people who continue to post one or two line posts will receive a maximum of three warnings, for the duration of the roleplay. After three, warnings you are out. I will add this rule to my intro post. If you don't like the rules, leave. Please refer yourself to my intro post, as I have reminded you so many times before. All the rules are there.

Ytnim, you are welcome to join us. Please read over my intro post for all of the rules.

IC: It appeared that no one had any questions for Tionne, so the silvery-voiced teacher dismissed the class. She gave the offer for students to approach her after class, or anytime, to ask questions if they had any.

"I really like history," Yukiko said to her friends, as she pulled back her hood to reveal her piercing red eyes. She smiled lightly, her connection with the Force very strong after all of that music.

It was a strange thing, music. Something as simple as one tone, one pitch, could bring her a memory or a taste, or a smell from a time she had forgotten. How could something so simple remind her of such things? The answer she did not know, but felt there was no need to search for it. Some things were meant to be left a mystery.

"What do you all have next?" she asked them softly, her pale index finger scrolling down the list on her data pad. "It seems I have fitness next."
 
OOC: cool

IC: Shinin looked at his datapad. "I have fitness too." he said. "Then I have weapons training." Shinin walked down the hall to his next class. The walls were dark grey, which made the room seem dark even though there are lights. He got into fitness and sat on a chair.
 
OOC: I do not think I will have a problem with length but we will see. I am assuming that fitness is held outside. With speaking since I have a translator when Yon says something it will be translated automatically by RU12 if not otherwised mentioned.

IC: I left the great hall, the sound of music lingering in the air like a scented rose. Alot of the students were not moving, trying to catch this music before is disappeared like smoke. I felt slightly alone, most of the student body was human and probably wouldn't want to be friends with me or RU12.

"RU12 what class to I have next?" I asked my small electronic friend.

"According to the schedule you have fitness now. It is held outside of the Temple." RU12 said in his slightly mechanical voice.

I took one of turbolifts down to the bottom floor, I had it too myself, others seemed to steer clear of a tight space with a Wookiee. The halls of the temple were the original stone but doors and things like the turbolifts were made from metal and were obviously not part of the original structure. Many halls led this way and that, a maze to someone who didn't know their way around or didn't have a map. RU12 told me which path to take so to get to where I would be having my fitness class. I had expected that it would be to human standard but since coming here I had been suprised many times and this was no exception.

"Who is the teacher for this lesson?" I asked my only friend as of yet on this jungle moon.

"The class is lead by Mistress Tenel Ka and assisting her is Master Lowbacca. I believe the latter is a member of the Wookiee race if I am not mistaken." RU12 tried to cheer me up a bit although his monotone voice didn't help. I would have to fix that later.

I rounded a last bend and was faced with a few rows of students but I could easily see over them. In front was a female human, quite muscular and I assumed it was Tenel Ka. Beside her was a tall Wookiee, Lowbacca.
 
Shinin realized that he was in the wrong classroom. He looked outside and saw the fitness teachers. He was only two stories high in the building, so he jumped out the window. His feet were hurt for a split second and that was the only pain that he felt. Master Tenel Ka asked me "Did you feel any pain when you landed on the ground?".
"My feet hurt a little for a second." Shinin replied.
"If your force powers were balanced, you would'nt have felt a thing." she replied.
 
Nat quickly focused her attention to the now singing teacher. It was amazing! Never before had history touched her like this. She could picture everything that happened. All the blood and gore, to the heroics and traitors. It was unbelievable. After the class, Nat was almost sorry it ended. She walked out with JB, and quietly asked which class he had next.

"Mine's fitness." she said, still feeling the intensness from the history lesson. She looked around her at all the students milling about. She was going to have to get over this sense of social fear. She turned her striking emerald eyes back to JD and smiled. Once again awaiting the shy boy's answer.
 
Teyra listened, intranced by the many tales the teacher had to tell, of history.

She was amazed at the great amount of detail used, and at the images that came soaring into her mind, clear as crystal, vizualizing them perfectly.
At last, when the tale ended, she was stunned beyond belief, and felt more closer to the force, by these tales of excitement, bloodshed, and wonder.
Also, when it was over, she sorely wished that history could have been a bit longer, but was then happy that the Meditation class would come soon, and that tommorrow would be another oppertunity to have History.

Walking out of the classroom, Teyra scanned the area in search of her newly found friends with her green colored eyes, hoping to find someone that was willing to walk with her to the next class.
 
i am going to quet this rp i am geting bord of rps
 
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