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Post by zilch on Jan 2, 2007 16:28:11 GMT -8
Here you can post bounties on other players, and bring in captured bounties.
(((From now on, it'll be like it was. Bounty hunters RP Max to recieve their credits.)))
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Post by Kit Nova on Jan 2, 2007 23:22:26 GMT -8
Kit Nova walked in carrying an unconcious Marina. He took her over to Max's desk. "Marina Vinstar... Alive."
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Post by Kit Nova on Jan 5, 2007 18:04:34 GMT -8
He drops the credits on the counter. "Nicely done. Now get out of here. I have work to do."
Kit takes the small amount of change from the bounty and left as a couple of bounty office guards drag Marina to the cells and lock her up good.
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Post by Tracyn Skye on Mar 30, 2007 21:21:58 GMT -8
Tracyn stode into the office, tossing the decapitated body of Hardo onto the counter top. Various items were stained with blood now, as blood gushed out of the neck. "Give me my credits. Now."
"Ya crazy killer!" Max yelled. He threw the credits at Tracyn. "Now get out! Get out you psycho. Now I got so much cleaning up to do!" Max roared slamming his fist down into the blood.
Tracyn turned around. "He wasn't much to deal with, but I say it pleased me."
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Post by Aegan Torvanis on Aug 9, 2007 17:14:20 GMT -8
*Aegan walks into the office with his newly adorned armor and accesses a bounty terminal*::Hmmm... nothing local. . . ah what's this?:: *He pulls up a picture of a teenage boy with sandy blonde hair. Details scroll across the interface* ::Slave boy to be rescued on Tatooine... not to terribly out of the way and it shouldn't take long:: ::It's a good cause so why not.:: *Aegan enters a fake alias and accepts the rescue mission. He places the datacard into his datapad and walks out of the office to the Streets*
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Post by Aegan Torvanis on Aug 11, 2007 18:56:55 GMT -8
*Aegan enters the office carrying Jendale and walks to the main desk.*
*The clerk looks at the armored figure curiously as he receives the his member datachip. He runs it through a scanner and checks the current mission bounty then looks at the boy.* "And this would be..." *He looks down at the picture and description of the target and it matches the boy in the figure's arms exactly* "Jendale?"
"It is. You can transfer the credits into my account and mark the bounty taken." *Aegan stands motionless waiting for the clerk's response.*
"Hmmm... okay then" *The man types a few things and returns the chip to its owner* "It's odd... we usually don't have many rescue missions completed." *The clerk obviously has gained some respect for the armored face observing him* "I admire your initiative. And you can set the boy in that room..." *He designates a small room with a table and chairs.*
"What is to be done with him?"
"Most likely will be sent to an orphanage until he can work. Why?" *The clerk is confused by the bounty hunter's question.*
"I have a job for him if he's willing. And if he agrees, he can accompany me, correct." *Aegan's voice is resolute.*
*The clerk realizes the last statement was not a question* "I suppose so. He's his own person now."
*Aegan releases the boy's stasis and Jendale awakes. He sets him down on his feet.*
*Jendale looks around confused and amazed by his new surroundings.*
"This man says he has a job for you. If you accept, you will go with him and if not you will go to an orphanage until you reach working age."
*Jendale looks at the clerk curiously and then turns around to see the person who broke into his quarters.* "Him?" *Jendale looks back at the clerk while pointing at Aegan and the clerk nods.*
"It would be far better to come with me, or else you might end up as a different kind of slave." *Aegan speaks with honesty* "So... what will it be?"
*Jendale is still in shock by the fact he is free but manages a reply* "I'll go with him... I never want to any kind of slave again."
*The clerk looks from the boy to the armored figure and sighs.* "Ok, he's yours now. Good luck to the both of you."
*Aegan puts his hand on the boy's shoulder and looks him in the face* "Stay close and follow me."
"Yes, sir." *Jendale feels he wants to get out of this place into the sunlight again quick*
*Aegan walks out of the office into the streets with Jendale in tow.*
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Post by Nito Ularis on Aug 26, 2007 17:44:06 GMT -8
Nito walked into the bounty office, as calm as a warm nabooian day. Setting the data pad he acquired from the other day and the blaster also.
"Hardo Hernia, dead......"
The bounty instater gave him a wry look. Wiring a number amount of credits to him. And took his leave.
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Onesa
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Post by Onesa on Nov 18, 2007 1:03:06 GMT -8
In the bustle of the unusually crowded bounty office, a droid sits neutrally at a computer. An electronic feed comes through and the droid instinctively turns its head to the left and tilts it slightly, as if processing something. The signal is a faint hum, a slice from the Mid Rim. Professionals have little time to come into the bouty office personally, and Daks Onesa is no exception. The slice is intended to access the bounty listings. Though rather small for the most notorious Bounty establishment in the galaxy, the list is sufficient. Daks scans the chart and chooses a bounty. Name: Olan Vandust Species: Human Description: Pudgy, dark hair, green eyes Homeworld: Nar Shaddaa Last seen: Nal Hutta Wanted for: Smuggling spice Reward: 2,000 Difficutly: Easy (open to levels 0+)
The target is of little difficulty and reward, but its close to his location. And a short simple job is just what he needs at the moment. The line stops suddenly and the droid is left in a state of pause, waiting for the next signal that never comes.
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Onesa
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Post by Onesa on Nov 20, 2007 23:28:02 GMT -8
Daks Onesa strode into the Bounty Office, lugging Vandust in over his left shoulder. It was no easy feat. The husky man had been quite the haul on his way from the Bounty Office Landing Pads into the office itself. He got to the counter, kind of shrugging off the load of dead weight on his shoulder. Olan fell to the plasti-marble floor in a heap.
The official looked over the counter at the bounty.
"He's alive." Onesa jutted calmly. "I believe that's two grand."
"Chump change, hunter." The official replied, handing him four large denomination credit chips.
Onesa pocketted them and headed back to his ship. Moments later Aay'hun was in the skies again.
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Post by Ragath Ngre on Feb 4, 2009 15:22:14 GMT -8
After landing nearby in his Skyhopper, Ragath jogged the way to the Bounty Hunters' Guild. He had heard that there was money to be made, and that a dead man was worth as much as a live one for some. One bounty in particular interested him. This particular scumbag was into killing Chancellors, it seemed, so he decided to take the mission on.
Name: Greezo Armadie Job: Assassin, Smuggler Description: Rodian, color of red, scars all over body Wanted for: Shipping drugs and illegal trash all over the galaxy, assassinating millions, killing a recent Chancellor Last seen at: Felucia Homeworld: Rodia Credits: 20,000 Wanted: Dead or alive Note: Be carefull Greezo is a sly one, and it is rumored that nobody can catch him; he is unstopable! Difficulty: HARD (open to levels 3+)
Ragath entered his name into a bounty office computer for this job, notifying everyone that this quarry was his. The hunt was on, and those in the way would be those 6 feet under soon enough.
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Post by Ragath Ngre on Mar 16, 2009 17:01:15 GMT -8
A familiar craft arrived on the landing pad, and Ragath showed his scaly face once more. Slung over his shoulder was the unconscious Greezo, bearing the bruise of his tranquilizer in the middle of his face.
Ragath got straight to the point, and dropped the limp Rodian on the floor. A droid came in, took a picture, and hauled away Greezo to the dank depths of the Guild's holding cells.
"Ah, Mister Ngre. Pleased to see you again. And with the notorious Greezo Armadie! Amazing! And alive no less! Anyway... your payment has been transferred to your account. Try not to spend it all in one place," was all that was said between the two men, with the secretary doing all of the talking. Ngre merely nodded and left with his money.
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Post by Ragath Ngre on Mar 22, 2009 12:35:49 GMT -8
A picture arrives of the Changeling, with the following message:
Here's the assassin, the fool let his pride get the best of him. You can listen in on the rumors, it's true, I did this. Thanks for the cash.
The cash is transferred by the clerk, all 28 thousand credits.
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