thatcasualswguy

[Dutch]

Well, the best way to have fun and practice, is to do a little fun rp versus combat or serious verbal. So, I have a droid pending, you have a droid pending, and let's face it, droid pairs are always fun, and always mischievous.

So, I'll go ahead and start it, since you required it. But I'll have you know I don't ever do that usually, you're new, and waiting, so I'll help ya out. How this will go, is after your posts, before I post, I will comment on yours. Point out grammatical, spelling, or any other errors. Also, pick out wording, give you advice on how to enrich your, and your rp partners experience.

Take what I say, and don't take anything personally, this is my board. Welcome to Thunderdome.
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It would be an auspicious day indeed in the Palace on Corellia. It was "Appreciate the King and Queen Day", and with that, came high alert for assassination attempts. And such, RA-1272 was on the job. Or so he thought. Turns out the real King and Queen would actually be staying in the palace, and their doubles would be the pair that walked among the locals, shaking hands and kissing babies. Thus, Ra would not be frying any flesh today. Instead...

"They sent a droid?"

Growled a gruff looking, heavily bearded man as he turned a suspicious look to Ra. The green and gold droid stiffened his posture a whole half an inch and pointed a finger at the man.

"Now here this sir, I am no mere droid, I am RA-1272 of his Royal Highness' protection. I will not sit here and be chastised for who I am by a peasant like you!"

The bearded man just continued staring at Ra with that same look, not moving not saying a thing. He just shrugged and held a datapad out to Ra. How the droid disliked the engineering bay of the palace- always so dirty, and the people so unrefined. But, the palace had needed a new engineer droid for repairs and maintenance. And thus, Ra was here to pick up that said droid.

"Sign here Ra, the droid's designation is T3-M6."

Ra looked around for the droid, but didn't see him. Regardless, he punched in his own designation, and peered around, looking for the droid.

[Casual]

The T3-M6 droid watched in curiousity at the developments taking place at the engineering bay doors. His sole photorecptor moving back and forth between the regal-looking protocol droid and the scraggly, gruff meat-bag. He listened in from a distance to their conversation, catching the name of the droid.

"Now here this sir, I am no mere droid, I am RA-1272 of his Royal Highness' protection. I will not sit here and be chastised for who I am by a peasant like you!"

T3 got a good tweet/chuckle out of that. He liked Ra's distaste for the man, and the way he affronted him. The only peeve T3 picked up off this "Ra" was his dialect. It was one of the most arrogant sounding and pompous of dialects he had ever heard. It reminded him too much of his own personality. But he was willing to overlook it.

"Sign here Ra, the droid's designation is T3-M6."

T3 paused. What did he just say? T3 was the only T3-M6 model in the entire engineering bay. What did they want him for? Yet the more he computed this, the more it made sense. He was, after all, the most successful and effecient droid around. Not to mention the best looking. He ran through a few scenarios in which his expertise might be nessisary. These included slicing computers, which the Corellians in charge of him knew little to nothing about, starship mainenance, which his sensors went haywire just to consider such a great and joyous thing, and general engineering maintenance, which, quite frankly, was the last thing T3 wanted.

T3 saw the droid sign the datapad and begin to search for him. After some quick computations, T3 decided to make this "Ra" work to get him. T3 quickly wheeled off into the bowels of the bay.