Xaojii's Shanty

[Xaojii]

It had been about a week and a half since Xaojii arrived on Coruscant, and despite the numerous social problems he had been met with on his arrival he had been doing very well by spending most of his days collecting scapped sheet metal and pieces of other deris he found while hunting in the sewers and exploring other such places. After a while he had gathered enough of such material to build himself a small shack propped up along the side of a wall in the undercity.

It has a low, slanted ceiling roughly 8ft tall, 18 x 10 with 3 rooms; a storage, bathroom, and one small room with a fire pit/chimney in the middle and a pile of skins and cloths off to a corner as a bed, and his pack close by. The storage contains most of his food, save for some dried meat left from Tatooine, and the rest of his supplies and findings.

Xaojii sat there silently close by the fire trying to complete a cushion he had been working for the fire on this morning after a pleasant day of checking and resetting traps in the sewers and exploring an abondoned apartment he had found a few days earlier. It was getting late and he was little tired so he decided to stay up to complete the cushion and start skinning another hide for a blanket.

((OOC: started this thread because I figured Xaojii might be stuck here for quite some time. I like the shack and the spirit of it for it's informalness and just to give more detail into the sort of person Xaojii is. Despite looking like a homeless person, it's something I have done before as well, just not that big a scale, and I also admit to liking that sort of lifestyle. It also delves a little bit into the Urbex, which is something me and my friends have been meaning to try.))

[Xaojii]

Xaojii was bored. Not just bored, but isolated and bored. It had been so long since anything important enough to make him take action on it that he forgot why he came here. Boredom and isolation was getting to him and he thought that he was losing his grip on sanity. The thing bothered him the most was that there wasn't much he could do about it in order not to go crazy. He was on a planet where he didn't know anyone who knew his langauge, and everyone looked at him despite all the other strange looking creatures he had seen, he never felt so alienated in all his life.

In the beginning it was easy to stay focused; he had to build a shelter, gather food, and all the other things he had lived with all his life, but now there was nothing he had to do, and the things he had to do that seemed to occupy his time were just part of the daily grind. It was tearing away at every fiber of his being, and was exhausted from just thinking of things to do with his time. The goal he arrived with was lost, time seemed infinite and he did not have anything to occupy that infinite time. It seemed as though the socialization he was hoping for couldn't be achieved, and his hope of exploring and finding out all there was out there, besides what he had seen on his homeworld in the tiny encampment, with his tiny clan was lost. For a day he thought of going near the humans and try to talk, but his paranoia of the humans killing him upon hearing his dialect of growls and consonants was far too great for him to risk it.

He needed help. He needed interaction. But all he could do was sit and think and hope of what, or who might come and if they will.

[The Conman]

((OOC: Oh lawd, urban exploration? Thats some fun stuff man, done a little of it myself and it was well worth getting dirty as hell for the day. ))

[Xaojii]

((OOC: Took someone long enough, but yeah I did some of that back when I lived in an apartment complex, I've been out of it for a while though...not many place around where I live now where you can do that sort of thing. Whad'ya find, I heard there some great stuff out there, and if you said it was worth it... I've been meaning to get on here more often now, and maybe actually start something and get a little bit more involved, but I suffer from chronic writers block and making my character beyond my creativity to get them out of complicated predicaments. I'm more avid at Fantasy RPG than at SW, where some realism does apply, especially when your character is NFS...))

[The Conman]

((OOC: I lived in an older city, had a couple of abandoned schools and an abandoned hospital. Good stuff, the hospital had a morgue, smelled weird. And if you have the balls, going into the darker parts at night is also pretty interesting. You can find all sorts of old machinery that they were to lazy to take out and such. I'm interested in that sort of thing, and my holy grail would be an abandoned missile silo, that would be epicly awesome. Also, about the RPing, try going with a more mainstream character, like a human or something. Maybe even a Twi'lek male, hint hint. lol, a more mainstream char will get you into the plot more quickly, and if you get stuck you are totally welcome to ask for help. ))

[Xaojii]

((OOC: Missile Silo. Awesome. All I had were little places that were local myth, like place no one else bothered to go, "haunted" places, and supposed "Vampire" lairs (I got some creepy experiences, if you wanna hear 'em). Crappy apartments.... Find any good loot? Twi'Lek male?...I don't get it... Either way I did post a mainstream character, he's part of the Military))

[The Conman]

((OOC: Im just messin around, don't read to much into it man. And no, the l00t wasn't all that good, I wasn't the first into anywhere I've gone as of yet, so the places were pretty much cleaned out. ))