::lays down on the hard wood floor::

[General Bane Nothos]

::writes a note::
Good people of TSO:
I know I have not known you for a while, but I have known Roul most of his life. He and I are brothers. I was the one who had killed him earlier. You are to know this. I hired him to my company. We are best freinds and I was the one who told him to betray you. I fell really bad for it. Please don't blame him blame me. I wish to make it up to you though. I am willing to sacrafice my company and fortune to do this. My body is to go to Darth Roul, he is to be reserected in it. All of my possesions shall go to Roul, not TSO. This is my final wish. Thank you.
General Bane Nothos
::Places the note next to his body and pulls out a blaster. Looks at the side of it [i]made by the reble alliance</i: :
figures
::Places the blaster to his head and pulls the trigger::
BANG!
::The sound is heard from all corners of the palace::

[Darth Viscera]

aha! That's crossdressing! You're creating one character to use in order to benefit another!

[Live Wire]

oh who gives a damn just let the poor man have a body! Geez!

[Darth Viscera]

aha! I knew it! I used the symbol, meaning you can't bitch at me, no matter what I do, or at least that's what Dale says.

[Live Wire]

Dale's rules dont apply here

[Darth Viscera]

oh

[Lady Vader]

so there

[Darth Roul]

OOC: when I created this character I had different intentions, ask fox, DDC, or LL and they will tell you