Recent content by James 'Slinger' Antilles

James groaned. So now not only was he working alongside, hell practically for a cannibalistic soul eating monster he was now going to fight the Sith. Or at least steal from them. James hated the Sith. They were lunatic, mass murdering sadistic oppressive tyrannical scum bastards, and that was...

James laughed as Ces hurriedly tried to hush him up. “Kid. Sith have been trying to kill me for decades, I figure they aren’t going to stop trying if I stop slagging them off so I might as well slag them off as much as possible in fact.” James paused and took a deep breath. “My name is Jimmy...

James grunted in satisfaction at Tzar’s generous praise. It was a tad more poetical than James usually heard from his clients or passengers, but it had a certain lyricism that James enjoyed. A sincerity that he rarely heard. James wondered at the soul of a poet of someone who maintained they...

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James swayed drunkenly on his feet while the Mandalorian helped him up. James blinked a couple of times, and resisted the urge to throw up before giving a cocky drunken grin. “Sounds like a plan my burc'ya” James had picked up some Mando’a in his travels. James actually liked Mando’s sure they...

James frowned as some new guy stepped up towards him. Oh a Mandalorian. Mandalorians were an unpredictable bunch when it came to drinking some were stoic as a knight never taking off their helmet in company, some liked to toast and cheer to their victories. James sighed but put on a brave grin...

VEHICLE/VESSEL TEMPLATE Name: The Scorpio Salvage Vessel Credits: Cortex Shipyard Volume 1 Firefly RPG Consolidation Thread: NA Description: Aptly named the Scorpio looks like a scorpion with two forward facing arms that act as grapplers giving it it’s appearance with two hard points each. Four...

Slinger knocked back another drink. “Another.” He barked at the bartender. “Perhaps you’ve had enough.” “Perhaps I’m the one paying and you should shut your gob and gimme a gorram nother drink” Slinger barked back raising his voice. “That’s it. I’m cutting you off. Go back to your ship and...

Organization Name: Smugglers' Alliance Brief Description: A loose alliance of smugglers who tip each other off, come to each others aid, meet at certain locations to discuss news and resources and has a reputation for helping out the little guy in between.

VEHICLE/VESSEL TEMPLATE Name: The Yard aka Smuggler’s Paradise Credits: Firefly ‘The Message’ Li Shens Bazaar Consolidation Thread: N/A Description: A hobbled together space station salvaged and scrapped from different space stations in particular cargo containers and blocks that have been...

James raised an eyebrow and a sardonic smile as the Admiral expounded on the virtues of the uniform. Karabas. Had he really believed all that kudu once? James thought back to distant memories and realised he had. Although it was as much a young man needing a place in the universe. Even as a...

Slinger grinned unabashedly as he saw the admiral twitch ever so slightly at him putting his feet on her desk. It was a small tick one that suggested her smile was reflexive then genuine. It was in the eyes. James knew a smile wasn’t genuine by the eyes. Years of studying his opponent on the...

Slinger was itching as he made his way through the security checkpoints. He didn’t like being here being called up by the brass. James wasn’t entirely sure whether, he was a wanted man, whether he’d been declared awol or whether this was his ticket to reenlistment. James was fairly sure he’d...

James smiled and patted the dashboard fondly, he frowned concerned for a moment. He ran a systems check to make sure his manual override hadn’t done any damage to any of the systems. It shouldn’t have that was the way it was designed but sometimes a hink accured that meant a reboot lest it stall...

James grinned at Tzar reveling their small victory. Truthfully James loved space combat there was nothing else like it pitting yourself against another in the ultimate contest of skill and ability. The twists, the turns, sudden pulls and that perfect moment when you’ve just lined up a shot right...