Kallibann: A World Without Sin

Rive Caedo · Last edited by Rive Caedo on Thu Aug 30, 2007 3:29 am; edited 1 time in total

((Dun - dun - DUN. Yes, it's Rive - and he's doing a roleplay!))

Kallibann: a dead world. Various ruins - some still in rather good condition - littered the northern hemisphere, but Kallibann had been void of sentient life since at least the founding of the Old Republic. A place of little - or no - significance. Placed roughly between Dantooine and Belkadan it was not along any trade route and was too far out of the way even for smugglers. Nearly untouched by the galaxy at large, Kallibann was little more than a footnote in the Galactic Hyperspace Registry.

... Until now.

A massive disturbance in the force had been felt as a ripple across the half the galaxy. Many Jedi, scientists, researchers, adventurers, criminals, media outlets, and others had all been dispatched to see for themselves what had happened in what was suddenly the most talked about corner of the Outer Rim. Rive Caedo - a Jedi, recently promoted to Master, hair only beginning to gray - had been conducting a survey mission on the nearby planet of Dantooine, was the first Jedi to arrive... It wasn't there. Or rather, it WAS there, it showed up on scanners and to his own eyes, but it didn't FEEL there. Kallibann was now a blank spot in the force. Not so much a hole, or a rift, just... not there at all. It felt like... space.

Setting down in his Z-95 Headhunter, near a large dome-shaped ruin, Rive immediately sensed it was worse than he feared, because he couldn't sense anything. For the first time in nearly 3 decades, Rive felt what it was like to be without the Force to guide him. Briefly considering taking back off and heading back to the safety of --- anywhere. Rive sighed, opened his cockpit and hopped out. He activated his lightsaber and took a few practice swings - it felt clumsy, unwieldy, foreign - without the Force to assist him. With a sigh he began unpacking a survival tent and strapped his nearly 3 decade old Bryar blaster pistol to his belt.

((Welcome to Kallibann! A world without the Force! Should place some nice little twists on character play - eh? Very Happy

Although I'm not a follower of forum canon, based on the Jedi Timeline... this would take place about 17 BBY, 4 or 5 years before Abba formed the "modern" Jedi Council. But feel free to ignore that and use whatever character you feel comfortable with.

Three quick rules before you join:

You may only post once per day. So make it count!

Place out-of-character text in Cyan (like I am here)

This is seriously a world without the Force! Period. You can't pull any Yuuzhan Vong style tricks by "feeling the lack of feeling". It's all empty!))
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Sergeant Frog: Because (no matter how much I deny it) Invader Zim isn't coming back Sad

Jaden Nightsaber

Nova Sky, a notable space pirate, had been running underground gambling rings and illegal alien fights on a few different worlds. From doing spice trades to looting ruins of crashed ships. If Nova could make a profit of it, he did it. It was on Boz Pity when he first heard about it.

"Place your bets! Fight starts in five!" A broker yelled to late comers to the small arena like setting that stood inside of the old CIS medical facility. Nova had broke in on his third trip to Boz Pity and now frequently made the journey inside to set up his 'fight clubs.'

"Betting is over." Nova whispered in the man's ear. He understood and closed out the last bet. Nova went and stood at the entrance that was now closing up so the fight could begin.

Three men casually talking came walking up to the entrance. One laughed at the others joke about Feeorins when they reached Nova.

"Sorry guys you're too late. Fight just began. Policy is you have to be in before the bell rings." He said cooly to men. They rolled their eyes and turned away.

"This place was getting old anyway. Maybe we should check out that 'dead world' Tish was talking about." The others gave a inquesitive look. "You know the one he was talking about that all the Jedi are getting worked up about?" They both half nodded. But Nova was the one who's attention he caught the most.

"Gentlemen!" He called out to them before he was out of ear shot. They all spun on the spot. "What was it you were just saying?" The man hesitated at first.

"N-nothing." Nova nodded slowly. He had his shots off before they even unholstered their blasters. Deaths were uncommon around these parts. Especially with Nova running things. The bodies weren't well hidden but they didn't need to be. He quickly sent a message to the broker's datapad as he was running to his ship.

If I don't get my cut wired to my account I will find you and you will die.

Now all he had to do was find a dead planet. Shouldn't be too hard. Rolling Eyes

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Lord Lanik

Lanik muttered the dakrest oath he could think of as the Nhar'qual jumpped into the system of Kallibann. Kallibann, he had never heard of the planet untill the Great Disturbance as the media called it. Millions of people were rushing towards it trying to be the first to discover what "has the Jedi scared." He tried to use the Force as little as possible these days after he had let it go as an assassin, but he couldn't miss this. The planet was there to his eyes and scanners, but invisible in the Force. It wasn't like the Ysalamir but making a hole, it was just not there. He hesitantly steered towards the planet with a feeling of finalty.
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Zsaber

Ur sat in The cockpit of the small ship. His arms crossed and his eyes closed. His white suit Shone in the little light that was there. shifting his position only slightly, he winced as pain shot up his spine.

Hopefully this place can help. An empty area, someplace that won't hurt. To good to be true, but he had to find out. He spoke to a Jedi not to long ago, No force he said to himself. I wonder what i would be like.

The small one man ship came out of hyperspace and into the orbit of Kalliban. Ur's Brilliant blue eyes opened slowly as he scanned the outside area.

"There is a planet there. Whats this about being nothing?" Ur said under his breath. "This is going to be a was of time"

But even saying those words, he descended into the atmosphere of the planet.
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" Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends and what we do in life echoes in eternity."
惡即斬

Anakin

(Perhaps this could be made canon?)

The Galactic Security Organization, also known as G.S.C. was on the outside, a major Private Military Company, one of the most top rated. Outside its facade though, it had tabs with the Sith Order. Its technology supply ran through the Sith's small hyper lanes, and mutual distribution of rumors, small reports, and anything new in the underground world.

It was not intill Anakin, aka Lord Revenous of the Sith Order had sent out a under the table hire of the G.S.C's expertise. This was the first ever hiring of the the Organization's men by the one of the Sith members. However, he did have good intentions with these actions.

He had recently heard of a strange planet with some odd force disturbances, though not known to other members of the Sith Council, Anakin dispatched a group of G.S.C. mercenaries to the planet...
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Happy 4th Rebels!

Dakoth

Dakoth let out a half sigh as his boots once more brushed with the coarse soil of the damned world known as Kallibann. He had entered what one could loosely refer to as the mainstreet of the ramshackle assortment of tents, huts, and shacks that made up this "Town". It was one of numerous such small camps that had sprung up on Kallibann recently, inhabited by vermin, mercinaries and scientists alike with the sole purpose of finding out what exactly was going on upon this dead world.

Wisely steering clear of a group of suspicious looking characters, Dakoth departed the outskirts of the so called settlement, pulling his newly adopted flak jacket close to his chest as he set off towards a cluster of rather interesting looking ruins that appeared to be untouched for millenia.
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Audi famam illius Aftershock.

Darth Acheron · Last edited by Darth Acheron on Fri Oct 19, 2007 7:45 am; edited 1 time in total

I'm assuming Kallibann's similarity to the word Taliban is a coincidence? Wink

Xander Vos set down in his craft. His eyes, older than their years, surveyed the landscape as he slowly rose to his feet. Over the past few years many events had shaped his life. Only a few years ago he had left his home for good. Having never seen the wider Galaxy before, everything before him amazed him, but also repulsed him slightly.

Xander now felt much older - but not wiser, despite many believing the two ran hand in hand - as a result. Not only did he feel older, but exhausted as well. He longed to rest, to sleep peacefully once more. Since leaving home, he had been attacked night after night by nightmares that would not believe him. He thought it could perhaps be the result of his most recent implants, his left arm, but that didn't make any sense.

He had been told of this planet before he had left his home, and knew that the time was right for him to enter the larger Galaxy, to meet and interact with others, perhaps even the Jedi.

He knew what he had to do, he had been told time and time again, and so, Xander Vos stepped off the ramp of his craft, and onto the world of Kalibann.
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Time to start again.

Tom

"A world that wasn't there, a world that was without being, a world that deemed the powerful weak, the wise unknowledgeable." came Apollos voice the camera infront of him recording his every word as he spoke seemingness to himself. He had been one of the few Jedi to come to this planet, though he wasn't the first to arrive, but he did want to document his findings for the archives. "Now if we look here at a demonstration of what its like to be without force you will see our greatest gift, has become our most dreaded enemy on this planet, we have become so accustomed to the force that without it we are merely like an artist gone blind, a musician gone deaf, a leader without its people, we lose a piece of ourselves, which brings me to my other point, what is life like without the force?" he said reaching down to his belt unclipping his light saber, activating it its emerald glow cast an unearthly green upon his face as he swung it around, "You see, the light saber to a specimen without the force is an unwieldy object because it has no weight on the blade, its like being in space without gravity, its more dangerous to us now on this planet, so before any others arrive i recommend bring another weapon with a tad bit weight on the blade to help wield it." he finished off before deactivating his light saber it whisped out of existence as he clipped it back to his belt before wondering back to the camera and deactivating it, any other planet would of allowed him to use the force to switch it off, though this force forsaken one wouldn't.

Stepping through the gap in his tent he looked around, the air whipping his cape around him almost dragging him along like one would walk there pet, his body shivering as a tingling went down his spine as the hairs upon his hand stood up, hanging onto the warm air that had befallen him within the tent, sometimes this planet was hotter then that of volcanoes of Mustafar, sometimes colder then the snowy fields of Hoth, sept on those planets he could use the force to warm him, or to cool him, yet here, he couldn't, he hated it, but sometimes it was nice to see the sun set, with the force he could never relise the natural beauty of things, seeing something for what it was, was the way of the force, not what it appeared to be.
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Rive Caedo

Yes, the similarity to Taliban is entirely coincidental. I actually drew the name from Caliban (the character, not the moon).

As for it being canon, Anakin, I don't really care if it is or isn't. I'd prefer that it is, actually. I just roleplay so infrequently I'm a bit scared of messing up since I don't know your characters very well - or the forum history, heh.

Rive was finishing up his report on his 6th day on Kallibann, scribbled down on pages torn from the back of his flight log. One of many unforeseen consequences of being without the force was his inability to activate his Jedi provided data recorder - because it required a slight nudge through the Force to activate it. One of several annoyances, but not worth the nearly 10 day roundtrip it would take - at the minimum, to reach Coruscant and return to Kallibann with more suitable equipment.

"... R1X-E0 continues to prove an invaluable asset to me. It took a bit of doing, but I've wired him into my fighter's sensor grid and given him control of a turret I've rigged up to the nosecone. It's been quite effective at keeping away wildlife and scavenger alike.

More and more ships are arriving every day - every hour. I have hopes that the... disturbance... was not caused by any of the ruins here, because my sweep today revealed that a majority of them have already been plundered or even destroyed. Indeed, even in the brief period I was in the air, no less than 15 scavengers had infiltrated the ruins I've been camping by. I believe I drove them out before any real damage was done.

As for the ruins themselves, based on my initial observations, I..."

Rive stopped his writing as R1X-E0 let off a short whistle.

"How many this time Eezee?"

E0 responded with a short blip

"Just one?" Rive said, mostly to himself, as he stared off towards the recently erected shanty town to the east.
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Sergeant Frog: Because (no matter how much I deny it) Invader Zim isn't coming back Sad

Anakin

Vash Cornipus, squad leader and strategic coordinator of the Galactic Security Orginization dispatch investigation team was the last to step out of the armed corellian corvette and onto the rough soil. Rocky, and sandy. Not a good sign. However, he stood silent as he silent.

"I guess were not the first ones here." Said Vin, the lead geologist on the team. He stood out from the rest of the team by wearing a dusty white lab coat compared to the other members of the team who wore military fatigues. He stood kneeling feeling the soil beneath his hands.

"Of course not, this was expected." Replied Lore, a brutal-looking trandoshan, who was the Support Gunnery, he lugged a heavy repeating rifle on his shoulder. His reptilian eyes staring at other travelers who had come, some who were around their shantys.

Finally the last of the team, a female human, was the Force expert and Sith advisor. On her hip, she carried a lightsaber.She had went around the shanty town to question the locales and other people who had came.
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Happy 4th Rebels!

Butler_Swan

Butler had dropped out of hyperspace above the mysterious and now buzzing world of Kallibann. Butler didn't know much about the planet and usually such a factor would make him scurry on back to the Jedi Temple but once in a while, he needed a little adventure. From the reports he was hearing on the holonet, it appeared that the world was completely force-void. At first, he had dismissed the thought. Who ever heard of such a thing where the force didn't exist, but more and more reports came out with the same information and Butler had eventually started to believe them. A talented practicioner in telekinesis lightsaber combat, he would be at a disadvantage should the need for lightsaber combat arise since he could no longer wield them using his mind. Then again, wielding a saber without the force was probably a foolish thing to do anyway.

Butler looked at the planet from space and tried to pick an ideal spot to land as he got closer to the planet. The more altitude he dropped, the more if became clear that the reports were correct and he indeed could not feel the force on the forsaken planet. He was curious as to the cause though he suspected there was some conspiracy or treachery involved somehow, though once the smoked cleared, it seemed at one point or another, he had suspected almost everything.

Butler himself had slowly started to rely more on technology over the years over the force or the lightsaber with the exception of a few special and sometimes contreversial techniques he employed such as emerald lightning. By this day and age, Butler was a walking arsenal, he got his weapons and explosives from the black market of coruscant though he occasionally took a short trip to the army surplus stores to pick up a few legal items. Butler wore spidersilk armor underneath his phrik laced tunic which had set him back a few hundred thousand credits though for him, it gave him a bit of security. In addition to the armor, he also had a small personal deflector shield located on his belt which was cleverly disguised as a large pouch and a few spare battery packs which was located in the pouch on the other side. All throughout his person, he had numerous sheaths for his vibro-blades and even employed a long vibro-sword which was carried on his back. Originally, Butler had carried grenades but later learned that making yourself a walking explosive target wasn't always such a great idea. Eventually, he switched out to carrying two WESTAR pistols and kept a FN-SCAR heavy rifle as well as a M82 Barrett Sniper rifle which were both located in concealed compartments located in his star fighter.

Butler skimmed over the planets surface and made a note of the jungle terrain as well as the numerous ruins located at seemingly random locations throughout the planet and the eerie temperature changes which were noted by the fog and condensation that formed on his cockpit. Butler hadn't thought of taking a droid though he did contact a few old friends, Mach, Araina, and Crystal though they were probably on some sort hunting job. The three of them had started a merc/hunting guild which had aqquired a few members over the years as news of thier exploits traveled through the holonet. They selectively took thier jobs much to the surprise of the customers and refused any job they considered, morally wrong. The first person to threaten them to do the job dissappeared. No one argued with them after that again.

Butler finally found what seemed to be a suitable place to land. For a jungle world, it seemed quite surprising that he would find a dry, sun baked path of mud on the planet but he did and he planned on taking advantage of it. Next to the large clearing was a cliff that protruded outwards. This would provide him protection from above and from his six should the need arise. As Butler touched down, he seemed to notice animals watching him. It was too bad he couldn't use the force or he could have tired animal friendship on them. Butler thought. Butler climbed out of his cockpit and the first thing he noticed was the dampness and humidity of the planet. It was extremely hot and...well...muggy. Almost like someone had put a wet, fur blanket all over you.

Due to the nature of the planet, Butler could not sense what was around him so he took the precaution of setting up a few traps. He had not thought of bringing auto-turrets and wished he had but it was not worth a trip back to Bakura or Coruscant to gather his supplies. Butler decided that snares and pits would probably provide the best defense against animals so as a result, Butler put his years of Jedi training and discipline to good use and began to dig a large trench around the preimeter of his encampment. Without the aid of the force, Butler began to tire easily and in frustration, threw a vibro-blade at the dirt. Interestingly enough, the sand yelped and scurried away. What?! Sand that lives. Aw S***. Butler thought. This is going to be one heck of a ride.
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Jaden Nightsaber

"They're...they're on the datapad." The man choked out before Nova released him from his grasp. Nova slowly walked over to the datapad lying on the table. He scanned it for the location of the "dead planet" he was looking for. Turns out it was called Kallibann.

"Thanks." Nova said with a sly grin as he walked out of the room with the datapad. He tossed something over his shoulder as he left. The man on the floor flinched in fear of a thermal detonator. A single credit laid to rest on the cold floor.

He walked to his ship The Black Spice with his eyes still glued to the datapad. Strange he hadn't heard of this planet before now. But there's a first time for everything.

Once Nova was safely back in his cockpit he loaded the coordinates into his Navicomputer. He had a small journey ahead of him but this "dead planet" was worth the wait. The ship lifted off and was in hyperspace in no time.
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Dakoth

Dakoth swore silently to himself as his eyes picked up on what appeared to be a figure crouched in the distance, silhoutted by the harsh glare of Kallibann's sunlight cast over the sandy wasteland.

"Looter."

Perhaps the ruins weren't as untouched as he had previously suspected. He had seen such instances before, archaeolgical discoveries are made on planets, only to be destroyed within weeks by greedy merchants and smugglers. Remembering that such people were often prone to outbursts of violence, Dakoth's hand fell discreetly down to his saber, which was currently disguised as a glow rod.

Only then did he realize his potentially fatal mistake. his saber was of no use to him here, he would be better off trying to deflect blaster shots with his forehead. With that discovery under his belt, he reached further back on his utility harness, delicately unholstering a small blaster pistol, a weapon far more suitable for his use.
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Darth Acheron · Last edited by Darth Acheron on Fri Oct 19, 2007 7:47 am; edited 1 time in total

Yikes, didn't see the date Rive put on this. For me this is set late 30s ABY.

Xander stepped into the small makeshift town that was serving as the base camp for several journalists clamouring about, hoping to strike it rich and come up with the best story they could about this mysterious world. A wry smile hovered on Xander's lips. The irony that this world had been in their Galaxy for hundreds of thousands of years, and had never raised an eyebrow, but that now it did, for all the wrong reasons, wasn't lost on Xander.

Stooping to pitch his small tent, Xander breathed a sigh of contentment. Whilst the convenience of the Galaxy he lived in wasn't lost on him, it was always nice to re-connect with nature, to take some time out and do work by hand. Machinery almost disgusted him with the way it had made people so lazy.

After ten minutes, the tent had been pitched, and Xander stepped back, swiping drops of sweat clustering on his brow. Turning to survey the others gathered around him in their clusters, he couldn't help but feel pity for them. Many looked as if they had pitched all the money they had for one joy ride to this pure, virginal world, others looked as if they were bored out of their minds, unable to value the pristine environment around them, and yet others looked as if they were hoping to take advantage of those with weaker minds than their own. Most definately bounty hunters or mercs, Xander decided. Best steer clear of them, or encounter them at his own peril.

Gazing up at the sun, and picking that there were only a few hours of sunlight left at best - Xander had opted not to bring any mechanical object with him. It wouldn't be nessescary for what he planned.
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Time to start again.

Lord Lanik

Lanik sat in his ship a few kilometers north of the ruins. He hadn't bothered to make a camp, his ship worked better and he didn't have to worry about the local wildlife either. He kept a steady eye on his scanners tracking the ships that came towards the planet. The before deserted planet now had a population of well over a ten million people in the week and a half since the "Great Disturbance."

There were few Jedi on the planet, no supprise due the the loss of the Force. And Lanik was perfectly happy without it. He oly used itwhen he had to now and had trained without. This gave him an advantage over the other Force Users on the planet. His LD-1 target blaster rifle was in it's holster on his back, his vibrostaff, hidden in his sleeve as usal, and his two Verpine Pistols were slung from his belt. Normal weapons were a lot more effecent than a lightsaber anyways, but here they had hundreds more advantages.

Lanik had visited the settlements a few times and found quite a few people that he knew from his Bouty Hunting days abd a few other Sith. He now had contacts in all the major settlements. Twenty kilometers to the east the newly dubbed "captial" of Kallibann stood it was the only settlement on the planet with any buildings at all. It was also where the rich adventures and buisnessmen were going. And there was a camp three kilometers to the west of him with one sole occupant. Lanik hadn't really paid that much attention to it thought. His main focus was on the ruins.

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