clonekiller: (Force Repulse)
"Starkiller" ([personal profile] clonekiller) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2016-02-23 10:26 pm

"All hands, prepare to abandon ship! Abandon ship!"

Characters: Starkiller, Peridot, and possibly YOU!
Date: 2/23/16, in the evening
Location: In the sky above Tu Vishan, and in city, wherever Starkiller lands.
Situation: A rogue Jedi falls out of the sky, falls on someone. Hijinks ensue.
Warnings/Rating: PG-13-ish? Starkiller doesn't swear, but he is very violent and angry.

He had to admit it, crashing the Salvation into Timira City's shield generator had been a half-baked plan at best, but the explosion that ensued as the ship crashed into the city gave Starkiller confidence that things were going to work out. That is...until he stopped feeling the sting of Kamino's perpetual rain storm, and instead felt the chill of winter air, stinging his exposed ears as he fell. The landscape hand changed, and so had...something else. He couldn't orient himself right. The familiar feeling of the Force in the back of his mind felt...not gone, but strangely muted. He was in a genuine uncontrolled freefall, and had no way to stop himself. Acting on pure instinct, Starkiller stowed his lightsabers, and spread his arms and legs out to try and slow his descent, until he could grab something to try and break his fall. He might have laughed at himself, were his life not on the line, as he looked fairly comical, flailing his limbs to try and slow the otherwise critical speed at which he was falling. As he came nearer to the surface of...whatever creature it was that the city rested upon, Starkiller grabbed at any surface he could to slow himself, sending himself in a tumblr that threw him against buildings, flags, and any broad, flat surface he could grab. When he finally nears the ground, he sees a strange green spot, almost like a diamond, underneath of him. It didn't look human, so he didn't feel bad about genuinely aiming for it to break his fall.
peridiot: (Eep. // sways)

[personal profile] peridiot 2016-02-26 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Peridot was minding her own business - for once! - walking through the street, when she heard...something. The flap of fabric in the wind, perhaps. In a cartoon it might have been a long whistle.

She looked up, and barely had enough time to yelp as a person collided with her, and she poofed into a cloud of green smoke. Her gem clattered on the paving stones, the soul gem on its chain falling separately.
peridiot: (HEY! // sways)

[personal profile] peridiot 2016-02-29 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Luckily for Peridot...sort of...she's getting used to this.

The green gem in Starkiller's hand begins to glow and hover, and limbs and a head and body sprout out of it composed of light, before eventually revealing a very cross dorito.

"What in the name of the Great Diamond Authority is your problem?" She screeches at him, and casts about for her soul gem.
peridiot: (HEY! // sways)

[personal profile] peridiot 2016-05-01 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Peridot ignores the necklace he's holding out and continues to yell at him.

"The Great Diamond Authority is bigger and stronger than any puny Galactic Empire!"