The room flashed red. The slow beeping started. It was time. The young soldier readied himself to make the jump. He stood up, off the bench and made his way to the hatch, which was slowly opening. "Remember!" The armoured man near the hatch shouted. "Jump. Count to five, then open the 'chute! You got this Renteer!" Renteer nodded to the man, too nervous to say anything. He could feel his stomach growling in pain, from anxiety. The trip had taken about five hours. Five hours of sitting, not knowing what to expect. But none of that mattered now. It was time. Renteer stared straight ahead, the hatch completely opened. The only thing to be seen, were black skies, and shimmering water. He donned his helmet, and took a few steps forward. "Jump!" The man beside him yelled. Renteer didn't need to answer him. He jumped. The rush of the wind felt like a durasteel wall at first, until he positioned himself mid-air, into a spread out laying down position. He was up to the count of four in his head, one more second and he'd pull the chute. He yanked on the red latch connected to his shoulder pad, and the chute flew out immediatly. His body lurched upwards as the impact of the parachute opening slowed him down. He pulled on each side of the rope simultaneously, guiding himself down to the mountainous structure below. "There's the target zone" He said outloud. He couldn't help but think to himself, "This wasn't so hard. Actually a little peaceful with the chute up" Renteer smiled inside his helmet, loving the adrenaline of the experience. He was about fifty feet from the target, when he heard the loud snap of a rifle. His head jolted to each side, looking for the shot. In the jump, he had completely forgotten he was in a hot zone. He continued scanning the mountains, looking for a muzzle flash. He heard the shot again, but this time, it was accompanied by the strange feeling of falling a little faster than before. Renteer looked up, shocked to find that his parachute had a gaping hole right through the middle. He heard more shots, and more holes appeared. He was falling, falling fast now. There was nothing he could do to stop it either. Renteer tried pulling each side of the parachute's cords, trying to steer it. His efforts were in vain, for nothing could stop his fall. He was almost in a free fall now, still thirty feet up from the ground. His head felt dizzy, and he couldn't hear anything. He tried turning his head, but the force of the wind resistance didn't let him. He was falling faster and faster, the chute now in two pieces, doing nothing to restrain his fall. The soldier was diving head first straight for the ground. Renteer saw the ground just before impact. He wondered what would happen to him, he wondered how he was compromised. He thought his parachute matched the color of the sky. He thought his eyes were closed, but he had blacked out from the impact of the ground. His helmet had crushed his skull. The soldier lay, on the cool barren rocks of Ord Mantell, surrounded in a pool of his own blood. The enemy snipers converged on his position..... TBC Bear with me, first fan-fiction, and to be honest, first story I've written.

Go to Disneyland and ask Mickey Mouse.

Is it my imagination, or are we getting off-topic? I thought we were talking about people being mean in SWTOR, not mass killings, physcopaths and what not.

Hey fellow RP'ers! First off, I'd like to say I live on the Bergeren Colony (Or however the hell you spell it). I'll assume you know the basics of talking, emoting and such while RPing. I've found that (on my server atleast) most RP'ers are on in the later hours of the evening. Hotspots are; The Fleet, Nar Shadaar's Slippery Slopes cantina, and Voss. (This isn't a complete list, It's just usually where I'd go if I'm looking to RP). If you walk into, say, Slippery Slopes, you might not know anyone in there, seeing as you're a beginner. You'll want to get yourself noticed, but not openly talk to anyone until you feel comfortable doing so. I suggest something like, *The weary agent dragged himself into the cantina. It had been a hard day, and a Tihaar would finish it nicely. He looks around the room, breathing in the sights, and all the people present.. He made his way to the bar.....* Saying something like this will get you noticed by the other RP'ers in the room. Sit down, have a drink, and figure out why you're here, how you got here, and blablabla. Think of a backstory for your character, so you're ready if someone comes up and asks "Where you from?". If no one comes up to you, try going up to them. Take a seat(or stand) by someone, ask if you can buy them a drink. Try being a reflection of your character, or even be the exact opposite. Whatever you do, don't rush, don't start a random fight, don't swear at people, and don't speak in a completely different language. Welcome... to RPing.

Woops.

I agree with Kenlonis here. It may be hard to find a nice, helpful player, but it's even harder to find one that's grateful for you taking time out of your busy Star Wars schedule to help them out. If I'm walking around, say Nar Shadaa on a level 50, for RPing, it seems like every player that passes me treats me like Google. I'll get barrages of whispers such as: "How to get lightsaber" or "How to make hundreds of credits". This gets quite annoying after a while, so I just don't answer them. Would I be what you classify as being mean?

Well thanks for the answers, I think I'll just stick with one role then. Lordmird "Heat is weak. You are strong. Heat hasn't had 32 weeks of training like you. Remember the cold arctic, and heat shall witness defeat. Heat is weak."

As the title suggests, I need help. If you could provide a link to a guide that would be great. Basically I want to tank for people in FP's and Heroics and stuff. But I've never tanked before, and currently have all my points pooled into Shield Specialist tree. Oh and, should a Vanguard tank be able to survive without a healer in a group? Lordmird "Strength in the face of fear is not inherited, learned, or bought. Strength in the face of fear has always been inside you. It's in the fear. Turn it into strength, and courage. Sharpen it like a blade. You are strength."

I like this idea [Edit] to be honest, I don't like this idea. I actually wrote something a little racist the first time I commented, but I didn't know how to delete it. SO I changed it into that ^^

Thanks for the answers guys. I will thinking about buying the field repec, when I unlock it, as you both mentioned it. I guess for now I'll stick with DPS.

I'm currently a level 21 Vanguard. The other day I was doing a FP and my group needed a tank. I decided to play tank, and turn on Ion Cell. Our only healer was a level 21 Commando, and he focused his healing on me. I think I did pretty well for my first time tanking. But what I really loved, was the fact that I could just switch from Plasma Cell(DPS) to Ion (Tank). How can I spec myself, so that I can do either one, depending on the situation? Am I going to have to split half and half on my skill tree? Half in Assualt Specialist, and half in Defense? *First thread in forums.* Thanks, Lord Mird

Just face it, there were just too many snakes on his plane.

That sith captain girl on Korriban. The one that asks you to recover some guy's body in the tomb.

Yea I also agree with this and have been saying this myself... If we can use a holodevice which summons up a little person why can't we have a holomail where we can read our mail without having to find a mailbox