You guys do realise you can just esc out if you want to check , right?

I would ask you to shut up or stop being sarcastic. But clearly you won't. I am aware you can level having several 60s already. What I asked was wether you could. Because why level them if you don't have to?

If we can create LV60s and use existing LV60s can we boost non 60 chars to 60 for use in KotFe?

It's true. haha.

My Sin : Merc : Huh...he-he vanished! Sound the- *Get's mind trapped* Merc 2 : Headach? get over it! I mean- huh? *Realises he is in two pieces* *Inq appears* Inq : So marks the return of Darth Imperius. You have torn down my Empire. Now I shall tear down yours! My Sorc : Merc : female Twi'lke , huh? Some trophy slave? Merc 2 : *Unfreezes her* Slve , you get-AAAAARRRRRGH! *Gets shocked to death* Merc : please don't kill me! Inq : I won't. *Totales his mind* Told you so. My Sniper Merc : Huh...when did they remove that carbonite? Merc 2 : I- *Head explodes* Merc : Sound the al-*Head explodes* Agent : Too easy My Jugg : Jugg : I am the wrath of the Emperor! merc : Okay. Go meet the emperor. Emperor : You are not my Wrath! *Realises there is a lightsaber sticking out of his chest* Oh....

VG/PT is a melee class. They shouldn't be able to do ranged damage. Shut up and deal with it. /threadclosed

Sith Assassin Male : Likes : Mercy , compassion , diplomacy Dislikes : Murder , injustice , anti-alien sentiment Gifts : Cultural , Imperial Primary weapon : Sabrestaff Secondary Weapon : Focus Role : Melee DPS Primary stat : Willpower Secondary stat : Endurance/crit Recruitment : The Imperial agent gets reports of a rogue Sith Lord with underworld contacts getting to jobs before he does. Investigation proves fruitful and he is forced to obey , using control codes. Underworld trading efficiency Diplomacy Critical Sith Sorc female : likes : Sadism , belief in the force , flirting Dislikes : Mercy , atheism , self-sacrifice Gits : Weapon , military , Imperial , Courting Primary weapon : Lightsaber Secondary weapon : Focus Primary stat : Willpower Secondary stat : Endurance/alacrity/power Role : healer Abilities (As there aren't force healers) : Dark Heal Dark infusion Roaming mend Expunge Affliction Attack Shock Bioelectric jolt (Grants debuff "electric overload" preventing you being targeted by Bioelectric jolt) Lightning strike Whirlwind healer stance Lightning stance Recruitment : Replaces Quinn when we kill him. Sniper Male Likes : Efficiency , pro-imperial sentiment , mercy Dislikes : Bluntness , incompetence , cruelty Gifts : imperial , military , cultural , republic Role : ranged tank Abilities : Attack Snipe Taunt Trickshot (leap. Roll forward and uses an off CD snipe) Cover Pulse (Flameguard) Entrench (Shield. More powerful and stops stuns , immobilises for duration) Orbital Strike (AoE. generates high threat) Supressive fire (Mass taunt. No damage but immobilises targets for duration) Take Cover (tank Stance) Sniper Sight (DPS) Recruitment : Recruited by the Trooper post chapter 5 as he gets the opportunity to fully defect with the coalition.

My Sith Assassin has been through light and dark. Being Miralukan he is aware of the force and thinks the force is him. The force is a sense. It is as much a limb as his arm and it is his sight. He believes the force is like this for everybody and follows his own moral compass. After his brush with the Dark Side he more fully recognised the force's power of will and he thinks of it more as a disobedient pet. He can tame it but it often causes mischief. Lightsaber combat is his main skill and he distrusts the force and uses it mainly as a supplement. My Sith Sorcerer is insane. She was broken as a slave and went completely insane once she got force abilities. She isn't her any more. She is just the Dark Side. She is not even a person but a mad dog , drunk on the power of the Dark Side and the pleasure she gains from suffering , both of others and her own. Even her fellow Sith treat her as a mad dog to be put down and with the end of Chapter 3 she is mad with power as well. She worshps the dark side that has erased her persona. My Marksmanship Sniper knows about the force. he can sense it and see with it being Miralukan (I know he's a sniper. Force Sight is superior to normal sight) and doesn't understand the emphasis others place on it. His experiences with the Sith and limited experiences with Jedi he has decided they are incompetent and the only reason they have any power is because of the force. their techniques he sees as an abomination compared to his experiences with it. My Virulence Sniper sees the force as power. She recognises it's destructive power and compares the more arcane Sith techniques to poison which inspired her on her path. She originally tries to compare herself to sith but later grows to respect and even worship them and the force as gods. Like Xalek's quote "The Sith are like Gods who have not died". that's La'por's view on the force. She views Jedi as spoilt sheltered children who don't understand the gifts they have and that makes them weak. My Powertech doesn't believe in the force. Period.

Please , argue. I need to have a use for my popcorn.

It was guildie vs guildi in Voidstar. Our guild was on both teams and while we fought each other tooth and nail we stopped them planting the bomb once. Then we grappled again , 30 seconds on the clock and.......I capped it. Right.Under.Their.Noses.

Yeah , that's it. Thx!

I've started levelling my sniper and am behind the red square of cover. But before now in other WZs I've seen Snipers and Gunslingers who look like they're in a box. Head and shoulders covered and all that. So my question is : how?

Chapter 2 : First battle The battle was bloody. Walkers were providing suppressive fire on the snipers but the turrets on the facility were firing rounds off rapidly. Carn was barely deflecting them and even then couldn't aim them as he wanted which meant as many Imperial troops died as those of House Ulgo from Carn's deflection. La'por's hits with the cannon were more fruitful. She lined up a machine gun nest in her sights and fired off another volley of Mortar , reducing it to slag. "You know" La'por began "This isn't so ba-" BOOM! Several hovertanks went flying as mines detonated , including theirs. "Cain? Can you read me!" La'por yelled into her comm. She was about to yell again when a red blade melted through the wreckage and armoured hands pulled her out. La'por screeched in pain. One of her legs was badly burned. Carn gave her a kolto syringe , which she happily took , before rushing to remove Cain from the wreck. He hadn't faired well. His hair was matted with blood and one of his arms had to be amputated to get him out. That arm was mangled beyond use anyway. La'por injected the kolto into her and felt relief at it's healing. She shakily got to her feet and began surveying the battlefield. Chaos. Burning wrecks of tanks were strewn around the battlefield , their only use being cover. The medics were moving forward , covered by several Sith and the efforts of Thul troops. Min'asa arrived and set up a force barrier while she tended to La'por and Cain whilst Carn deflected the blasts of energy that pierced the shield. ********************************************************************************************************************************** Whilst this was happening , the Republic , backed by House Organa , had launched their own assault on the central spear. Unlike the imperials , they lacked the supplies to launch a tech-heavy assault. their troops were being mowed down in droves by snipers and turrets. It was the perfect oppurtunity for Shadow Squad. Dyserso tapped a few buttons on his bracer and the probes produced a stealth field around them as they went in. They made straight for the commander's table. There they saw the Republic commander. The man was in a general's unfirom , unarmoured , but he was covered in cybernetics. He was more machine than man and , most notably , several arms were set out on the desk. He was fitting an assault cannon. "I know you're out there" his voice was strangely robotic "Why don't you show yourselves and explain your presence here?" "We're here" Crysha stepped out of the stealth field "To kill you. BOB!" At the call , Bob leapt out of the stealth field , twin sabers ablaze , and struck the commander on each shoulder. The shock practically immobilised him when his lightsabers disignited themselves. "CORTOSIS" Trixie yelled as she rolled into cover , firing off several rounds into the cyborg. "Thanks for noticing" He croaked and his arm attachment blasted the table Trixie was hiding behind into dust. Trixie herself went down , the armour on her chest bubbling and she shrieked in pain as it began fusing into her skin. She grabbed a thermal detonator and chucked it his way and was rewarded with a yell as the metal took a scorch. Crysha vanished into thin air then the commander went into spasms as electricity arced through his body. Dyserso smiled at Crysha's interference and sent surgical , medical and maintenance probes over to Trixie and they began working on her. Dyserso himself tosses a knife and it embedded itself in the organic eye. "Nice headshot" Bob called as he put away his lightsabers. He then held out his hand and the metal chasis of the general began compacting and crushing. "Ha. You can't kill me that way. I'm too hard to be crushed" The general spat as the electricity began to wear off. "You're still organic on the inside." Dyserso noticed and the focus on his cybernetic eye widened as the dents began appearing and he collapsed. Dyserso tapped his bracer's buttons and another probe began moving towards the fallen general. A plasma beam first removed his auto-cannon arm and then plugged a wire into the cybernetic part of the head. "No....p-plea...." The general could barely speak and then he began screaming as his mind was uploaded onto Dyserso's bracer. The screams drew the attention of he remaining troops whom rushed up and raised their weapons at the squad. ************************************************************************************************************************************ The Spear had been firing continuously on Reaper squad and the rest of the military so it was a relief when it turned away. It became a victory when the dying screams of the Republic were heard. The walkers were coming forward and each dragged the wreck of a tank to provide cover for the infantry. La'por shot out several snipers and tossed a grenade into a amchine gun nest. Carn had began to escort the wounded back to base while Min'asa and several other sorcerers were creating a force barrier to intercept projectiles aimed at them. Finally , they arrived. Missiles fires from the walkers and the wall burst open. The Walker open fired and when the smoke cleared , Imperial forces marched in. Corpses were littering the floor. A cheer of victory went up. "No.....something's not right. I sense....." Min'asa began to speak but halted as they all looked up and saw the spear's gun , pointed directly at them and building up energy. There was a terrible , ghastly silence. There was a terrible , ghastly noise. There was a terrible , ghastly silence..... Author's note : Well now , that was certainly an interesting chapter. I do like leaving you on a cliffhanger. Also , if you are reading , please leave a comment. I feel lonely.

Odds are you just lagged. Happens to me fairly often.

Chapter 2 : The tomb of Ajunta Pall The acolytes yawned as they forced themselves out of their beds. Kahn , Orco and Keyjar did so without much fus but Jackson , Mika and Mejeru were yawning and rubbing their eyes as they got dressed. Vorn was staring at Mika's bra and she smirked. Each grabbed a training saber from the rack as they scrambled to Harkun's chambers. Harkun went through roll call and then began laying out their first trial. "You must delve into the Tomb of Ajunta pall and bring back 1 living K'lor slug each for alchemical properties. You must then take them to the hermit Spindrall. He will then transform them into your opponent. Survive , and you will spend a week to do what you please. Failuire is death. Those who die will be forgotten. Return with the lunatic's approval or die!" Harkun shooed them out the room. As they entered the tomb they began to split up. Jackson , Kahn and Max went off on their own whilst Alma and Keyjar went off together as did Mejeru and Orco. Once they were gone , Mika trailed Vorn. "I've seen the way you look at me. I've not had a good time yet here. how about we find a dark corner in the tomb and...rectify it." She purred. Vorn didn't need much seduction and followed her eagerly. Moments later , Mika headed to Spindrall with a well fed K'lor slug. Jackson wandered for hours in the dark before creating an orb of lightning to guide him. He looked down upon a small K'lor slug hatchling and waved his hand. "You will follow me" Jackson had his beast. A pair of K'lor slugs charged Orco. One lifted into the air as Mejeru giggled away. The other was batted aside by Orco's saber and he lifted it up and shoved it under his arm. The unlikely pair wandered to Spindrall through the darkness and found Keyjar and Alma struggling to tie their K'lor slugs on leads. One pounced on Alma and as she screeched in pain , Keyjar bolted with his on it's lead. Then , they found Spindrall....