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 Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 8:15 pm
Username: Alayne Rivers
Character name: Armina Cypher-Rahl (Mina)
Race: Human
Age: 22
Sex: Female
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Knight
Class:(when applicable)
Saber Color: Green
Force Powers: (when applicable)
Weapon of Choice: Niceness. And words. (And saber.)
Personal Ship: (NAME/MODEL : if applicable)
Personality: Slow to anger and quick to forgive, Armina is impetuous, mischievous- when time calls for it - has a mouth that more than makes up for her size. She speaks before she thinks, hates being confused, and believes nothing is inexplicable. But still, there's something about her honest and extraordinarily blunt sincerity that is... charming, somehow. Maybe it's the way that her rough-around-the-edges personality softens around those she cares for, or those who have managed to earn her trust and respect. Maybe it's the way she can't stand injustices in the world. Maybe it's her obstinate, obdurate, and utterly infuriating nature...
Armina Cypher-Rahl suffers from multiple personality disorder. Her alternate calls herself Cypher and is the exact opposite; quick to anger, slow to forgive, coldly calculating and never says or does anything she doesn't mean. Recently Cypher has become less of her own personality and more a part of Mina.
Hair/Eye color: long, curly brown/bright green
Height/body build: 5'3 / fit
Distinguishing marks: none
Background: At first a sergeant in the Republic, Mina learned she was a Force Sensitive when she was abducted and taken aboard an alien ship with the Grandmaster Sam-el Joelk and her Padawan, Ronyo. It was on the ship that her respect for the Jedi deepened and she sought to become one herself, eventually traveling to the Jedi Academy on Ossus where the new-made master Alliandre Kigarin took Mina on as her Padawan.
Mina was devoted to both the Jedi and her master, and learned alongside Kennero Aedos - whose own master, Isani, traveled frequently with Master Kigarin. When her master died on Kashyyyk alongside Isani, Mina was deeply upset by the loss of her mentor and friend, and she grieved for Kennero's similar loss.
In recent years, she has been engaged to Kennero and become a sort of diplomat between the Jedi and the Republic.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 11:51 pm
Username: trevor le vampire Character name: Kennero Aedos Race: Falleen Age: 25 Sex: Male Faction: Jedi Rank: Knight Class: (when applicable) Saber Color: Green -- Upari Crystal Force Powers: (when applicable) Weapon of Choice: Ryyk Blade Personal Ship: Black BirdPersonality: Kennero is more of a watcher and a listener than a thinker or a speaker, which is probably a result of his being raised an only son in a Matriarchal family. Unlike many of his family members, and those of his race in general, he has a profound respect for the vast cultures of the galaxy -- humans in particular. For a Jedi, Kennero's passions run deep and he rarely refrains from expressing them. With the heart of a poet, but the hands of a warrior, he manages to reconcile both natures of his soul without sacrificing either - usually through swift justice. Kennero is quick to decision, a trait developed after being apprenticed to one Jedi Master Isani, and often times those decisions are not always undeniably 'good', but they are always just. Hair/Eye color: Black/Black Height/body build: 5'11" / Athletic Distinguishing marks: Less-pronounced ridges than typical Falleen males Background: Born the first born, and only, son of the Aedos noble house on Falleen, Kennero quickly adapted to the Matriarchal world he would spend the first half of his life in. Though he was young, there was no room for error as the first male heir the house had seen in generations, and so he learned quickly and efficiently. It took only one beating for him to learn not only his place, but the power of his position. Many in his position would grow to admire and covet the power that would be his one day, perhaps conspire to make it sooner than later, but Kennero - with his uniquely male perspective in the matriarch's family - saw it differently. He saw what the power allowed his mother to do, and what it caused her to become, and he loathed it. When he came of age, when he could be expecting his mother's assassins to find him and insure her continued rule, he left the planet and his home. He found a place of peace in the Jedi Order and he embraced it. Growing up in a culture that appreciated fine music, art, and poetry, it was easy for him to accept a new place with the Jedi and embrace its ideals. They were a comfort in contrast to the cold, calculating palace of his mother's, and the false, empty appreciation for life within those walls. It was here that he met Armina Rahl, and his bard's heart would belong to no other. Apprenticed to Jedi Master Isani, either because the Grandmaster sensed that the two of them complimented one another or as a sign of her faith in the new Jedi Master, he learned quickly as always and did Isani proud - though she never voiced it aloud. Her cool, aloof displays of approval were not alien or strange to Kennero, and though outer appearances would not show it, the bond between Master and Padawan was very strong between the two of them. When Isani and Alliandre Kigarin were declared dead, Kennero and Mina found comfort in one another. Though Kennero could not admit to himself that his Master was dead, for his instincts strongly declared otherwise, he kept his thought to himself. As her sole living student, Kennero secretly devoted his time to locating her - if she lived - while on missions for the Order. Even when he and Mina became engaged he did not admit his suspicions to her, though after five years he was beginning to wonder if he had ever been correct.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 7:40 pm
Username: Snitches_get_Stitches
Character name: Morbella
Race: Gurlanin
Age: 30
Sex: Female
Faction: Double-Agent
Rank: Lieutenant
Class: n/a
Saber Color: n/a
Force Powers: n/a
Weapon of Choice: Cloak & Dagger
Personal Ship: n/a
Personality: Morbella has always been quiet, but since adapting to a life of constant lying and intrigue has since silenced her even further. She's distrustful to a point, surrounded daily by those that she's sure would kill her in a heartbeat should they discover her traitorous actions, but brave enough to continue doing it. Morbella does what she needs to in order to survive, and that is her only constant mode of character.
Hair/Eye color: Black/Orange (most of the time)
Height/body build: 5'5" / Thin
Distinguishing marks: n/a for a shapeshifter
Background: Born to a medium sized family, and the eldest of her siblings, Morbella was raised with a deeply ingrained sense of responsibility. It was she that the younger children came to when they'd gotten into trouble, it was she that went to them when they were too proud to ask for help, and it was she that her mother always came down on when trouble was made for her. As the oldest, Morbella took the punishments for her siblings, claiming responsibility for their actions, and shielding them from repercussions of their folly. Above all, Morbella taught them the most important lesson: survive.
Life was harder for them than the other children in the settlement, for they had been raised without a father. Their mother tirelessly provided for them, but Morbella ached for the protective arm that should rest over her shoulders from a father as she protected her brothers and siblings. When she came of age, at only 16, she left her family. She knew her siblings would be alright without her, though they had always had her to be with them they were not blind or dumb and would learn the ways of the world well-enough without her there to protect her from it. She wanted to find her father, and rumor (after her mother had had much drink) that he had enlisted with the Sith Navy -- so she did too.
It took her a few years to work up to a regular station on the Corruo, not bringing with her any particular skill or experience like many of the other, younger, pilots. She did show determinations though, and endurance, and she persevered. Eventually claiming herself a squad, her first mission on a backwater, barbaric planet was doomed to failure from the beginning and she spent six months afterwards evading the natives and surviving with nothing more than the same grim determination she had always had -- survive.
Fortuitously, the same planet hosted a gathering of factions for celebrations. Sensing that her return to the Sith would bring about an execution for the death and abandonment of her squad, she went to Nexus for sanctuary. She found a bargain instead, serve Nexus as a double-agent, feed the Regent any intel she could on the Sith movements, and Nexus would cover up her actions on Munto Codru so she could return unscathed to her position, at the head of a new squad.
For five years she held up her side of the bargain, though Nexus fell not long after her stay. Her fear at discovery was replaced by the same old determination -- stay alive -- and she began to feed her information elsewhere - to the Jedi, the Republic, whoever needed to know. A cause for survival had somehow become a cause, and though Morbella always thought herself to be smarter than to take up a cause, she now found herself caught up in one.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 9:44 pm
Username: Mr_Crescent
Character Name: Seron Crodo
Race: Echani
Age: 41
Sex: Male
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Acolyte
Class: N/A
Saber Color: N/A
Force Powers: N/A
Weapon of Choice: Vibrosword
Personal Ship: N/A
Personality:
Seron is cold and ruthless. That does not, however, stop him from being social. He has friends in the Republic military, as well as among the Mandalorian peoples. Unfortunately, his cold demeanor and professional attitude have turned many strangers away. He is intelligent and only respectful to those he deems worthy.
Hair/Eye Color: Gray
Height/Body Build: 6'1"/Muscular
Distinguishing Marks: N/A
Background:
Seron Crodo was raised as a Mandalorian. By the time he ready to accept the mantle of Mandalore, he found that it had already been taken. Following his brethren to the Jedi, he supported them for more than a year before the Brood incident. After that battle, many of the Mandalorians dispersed, with few remaining in service to the Jedi. Seron was one of those few, but he had a different idea in mind for serving them.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 11:20 pm
Username: Alliandre Kigarin Character name: Maedris Martyns Race:Near-Human BimmAge: About twenty human years. Sex: Female Faction: unaffiliated Rank: N/A Class: N/A Saber Color: N/A Force Powers: N/A Weapon of Choice: Slugthrower Personal Ship: U/C Personality: As her people are stereotyped as peaceful, calm people, Maedris takes full advantage of this. She travels the universe as a wandering artist, hiding her weapons beneath paints and canvases and generally being deceptive. Fluent in Bimmini, a language spoken in song, Maedris’s Galatic Basic has a musical lilt to it that makes her voice very pleasing to the ear—and very unsettling when one hears a vicious threat being made against them in a sing-songlike voice. When not pretending to be a peace-loving, hospitable Bimm, Mae is cruel and brusque; she speaks frankly and harshly, and never holds back her opinion. She is generally in an ill-humor, unlike most of her people, and surly. Hair/Eye color: Black / pale green Height/body build: 4'9, small Distinguishing marks: child-like appearance; Mae is also Force Blind. Background: A sweet-tempered Bimm child, Maedris was an artist and amateur storyteller who ran around her home singing her made-up stories of honorable Jedi defeating Sith or of heroic Bimms who traveled the ‘verse singing their stories to inspire courage. She and her best childhood friend were always among the first to great strangers, touching their hands or asking to be lifted so they could touch their heads in greeting. Until an armed visitor came. Maedris didn’t know who he was, or what he was, but he snuck into her village in the dead of night and it was only her and Tomas who were awake (when they weren’t supposed to be) to greet him. The stranger cut down Tomas in front of Mae’s eyes, and it was then that she realized the nature of the universe: kill, or be killed. Though she knew the secret of the universe, Mae stayed in her village for a few more years, pretending to be the same peace-loving Bimm as the rest of her kind but inwardly stewing with grief-born anger. When she was equivalent to seventeen human years, Mae left Bimmisaari to travel the universe. She picked up her weapons through stealth and her child-like ruse, and won a Ryyk blade on Kashyyyk. She earned a small reputation as “the child killer” – not for killing children, but for her human child appearance.  Standing at about four feet nine inches, Maedris, as one of the Near-Human Bimms rather than one thought to be evolved from the Bimmisaari ancestors, resembles a human child. She has tanned, olive skin and black hair, and a dimple on her right cheek when she smiles. Though fully adult, Mae uses her stature and appearance to pass as a child whenever she thinks it will suit her.
Like the furred Bimms, she generally wears a loose yellow tunic that cuts off to reveal her midriff, yellow breeches that stop mid-thigh, and black ankle-high boots. When she is posing as a child she throws a white cloak over herself to conceal her womanly figure and peers out from under the hood in as sickeningly sweet a manner as possible.
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 8:11 pm
 Username: familiar pieces Character name: Eden Whitesun Race: Nautolan Age: ?? Sex: Female Faction: Black Sun Rank: Vigo Class: n/a Saber Color: n/a Force Powers: n/a Weapon of Choice: Adventurer & Wookie Slug ThrowerPersonal Ship:Flip StingPersonality: Generally apathetic, Eden finds it simpler to just not care in her line of work. Certain topics have been known to spark anger in her, specific words have sewn rage, and in those instances she's proved to be a master in the art of revenge. Most days though, Eden drifts along with a matter-of-fact acceptance of everything, good and evil, equally in the universe. Hair/Eye color: n/a - black Height/body build: 5' 7" - muscular Distinguishing marks: White skin. Background: Eden joined the Black Sun at a young age only to find that though her place among the crime syndicate was welcomed, her staying there was quite another thing. Having proven herself against the more bloodthirsty and competitive colleagues within the first decade, she found herself moving up from petty crimes, to Bounty Hunting, until finally seating herself in the position of Vigo - a seat still warm from the corpse who had sat in it before her. More often than not, she finds herself at odds with other Vigos but as one of the Prince's personal favorites she's given a longer leash than most. Though she misses her days as a Bounty Hunter, she has come to enjoy the comfortable living style that being a Vigo affords. Of course, she's never been above getting her hands dirty for the right price.
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 9:15 pm
Username: TahiriVeilaPanjrinanu
Character name: Anyanka Neemo
Race: Corellian
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Padawan
Personality: Anyanka is distant and rebellious. Her mood shifts depending on the company. When she's with those she considers friends, she is open and jovial, but around authority figures, she becomes tightly knit and quiet. She often studies authority figures, finding out with uniquely irritates them then doing just that. She is often a trouble maker.
Hair/Eye color: Her eyes are a bright blue with a tint of devilishness in them. Her hair falls in golden locks around her face.
Height/body build: She has a relatively muscular bodily build for a seventeen year old girl. She is average height for a girl of her age.
Distinguishing marks: She has one scar on her left forearm from a training accident.
Background: Anyanka was born on Corellia to very poor farmers who could barely afford their other children. They were so very thankful that the Jedi came to take her away, not because they didn't love their daughter, but because they could not afford to feed her. Anya struggled with authority all the time at the Temple and was often punished for her actions. During a reckless training assignment, Anya's left forearm was gashed open severely and it was thought that she might lose her arm. However, she recovered, though her left arm was weaker than the right. Anya has prepared for her Trials into Apprenticeship.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 9:29 pm
Username: K-Blade Character name: Kyra Kei’Lala K-Blade Race: Zeltron Age: 19 Sex: Girl Faction: Jedi Rank: Jedi Master Class: Saber Color: Yellow Force Powers: Sorry, I know. I lag. Weapon of Choice: My mind, then the Force and my lightsaber Personal Ship: (NAME/MODEL : if applicable) Personality: Fiercely loyal to those she loves with a willingness to go to blows for her friends, (much to the chagrin of The old trooper and the schoolmasters.) She is friendly and most times in a cheerful mood, a little bubble headed and forgetful when at ease. She has the ability to become focused at the task if need be Hair/Eye color: Bright pink eyes peek out from behind dark flame red hair framing her girlish face with dark pink skin. Height/body build: stands 5’3” in height, has an athletic build weights in at 140 libs. Distinguishing marks: Background: One of the many orphans left from the last war Kyra was aboard her families’ freighter when they dropped out of hyperspace and into the middle of a battle. The ship was badly damaged and left to drift for what seemed like an eternity. Kyra was pulled from the wreckage by a Republic rescue ship some hours after the battle and taken a near-by medical frigate. She awake on the way back to Coruscant to learn that both her parents had not survived. The old Republic trooper who had found Kyra felt sorrow for the young girl and upon returning to Coruscant and Kyra’s release from the medics, he decided to adopt her as his daughter to raise, never having had a family of his own. The old trooper transferred to a ground-based position and en-rolled Kyra into school. She learned quickly and rose to the top of her classes, be it whatever she turned her attention to. The old trooper was soon to retire and wanting to show her gratitude to him and the Republic she en-rolled into the academy, and again excelled in her studies rising to the top of her class and graduated with high honors. 
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 10:14 am
Username: Dr. Acula
Character name: Lea
Race: human
Age:28
Sex: Female
Faction:
Rank: Smuggler
Class:
Saber Color:
Force Powers:
Weapon of Choice: Heavy Blaster pistol
Personal Ship: Not anymore
Personality: Cocky and blunt. Apathetic towards most any cause and loyal to only what she chooses. Money does help sweeten her personality, as does information regarding specific subjects. Does have a sarcastic sense of humor when in the mood. Only on very rare occasions does she let her true colors show through.
Hair/Eye color: blue eyes, hair color and style unknown, possibly black
Height/body build: thin and lithe, about 5’8
Distinguishing marks: A scar next to her left eye, wears a dark head scarf on her that conceals her hair
Background: Left home at a young age to live with some distant relatives, where she learned how to take care of herself. 5 years ago she got her first job as a pilot to carry some cargo, which led to her next job as smuggler. Otherwise she keeps to herself, never getting close to anyone or anything.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 3:17 pm
Username: papillon jaune Character name: Malo Sunrider Race: Human Age: 22 Sex: Female Faction: Black Sun Rank: Gun-runner Class: (when applicable) Saber Color: Blue Force Powers: (when applicable) Weapon of Choice: Tech & Grenades Personal Ship: Red BirthPersonality: After Anzat Malo lost her faith in many if the ideals that she'd learned as a Jedi. No longer suffering any delusions concerning the capacity for cruelty that the universe is capable of, Malo has stopped preaching the ways of the light and, in fact, even believing in them. Instead, she's accepted that the universe is nothing but a cesspool of sanctimonious s**t. However, far from letting that acceptance deter her from a life worth living she has blossomed from a clumbsy, naive, Sun-kissed girl to a cavalier, smart-mouthed, confident outlaw. With as much regard for the Republic as she has for the Jedi Order, which is little, she's settled in comfortably to the life, and nature, of a pirate. True emotion is always buried deep beneath several defensive layers of humor, false stupidity, and/or a general lack of concern. Her code of honor is still intact, mostly, and she will avoid confrontation or the taking of a life, but she is not above doing whatever it takes to preserve the new life that she's carved out for herself in the underworld. Hair/Eye color: Blonde/Green Height/body build: 5'6" / Muscular Distinguishing marks: Scars: Slash across the left side of her face, eye to jaw, from lightsaber and various claw marks and gashes from surviving feral Anzati on Anzat. Background: Former Jedi Knight, Malo was kidnapped by the Sith Master Neiva and her accomplice, Darth Reimus, and held aboard their ship. Time with Neiva was relatively short, but spent giving the Anzat a constant source of nourishment. What strength Malo had she gave to Reimus, reaching out to him to break the bonds that Neiva had over him and to help them both. When they did escape Neiva it was on Anzat during the birth of the Brood and their plans to leave the planet together fell apart as they were separated. Surviving the Brood was a matter of evading it as the focus of that threat fell on Ossus and she felt the futility break her as she felt the fall of Ossus, the Jedi Enclave, and so many of her friends. That futility came as an especial burden to her as she'd always dreamed of becoming a protector. When that became frustration it changed again, trapped on Anzat as she was - prey to both the population and its monsters - and it became determination. It took her years to make her way off the planet, unable to barter with even the most simple of space ports due to their barbaric thirsts for 'soup', but she managed it. With only the crystal from her lightsaber remaining to her she left Anzat and faced the choice of returning home or to press on. She opted the press on, opportunity rising under the name 'Whitesun' as her few exploits on Black Sun controlled planets caught the Vigo's attention, and she fell into the sea of ranks within the crime syndicate. Because her former occupation breeds distrust and contempt among her 'colleagues' she works in the company of droids, most of which she has built herself over the past year, and keeps to herself.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 8:49 pm
Username: Jynx Wildblade
Character Name: Captain Jynx
Race: Human
Age: 22
Sex: Female
Faction: Mandalorian Jedi Contingent
Rank: Captain
Class: Soldier
Weapon of Choice: Twin blaster pistols
Personal Ship: N/A
Personality: Jynx leads her squad with the authority and order one would expect of a Mandalorian but also comes off with a bit of a kinder touch for the most part. Her squad has been with her for years now and she knows each member like the family they are. Being assigned to the Grand Master has allowed the Captain to loosen a bit on her ideas seeing Grand Master Storm be so welcoming of the Mandalorians who stayed.
Hair/Eye Color: Short shoulder length raven black hair feathered with small violet streaks running down the left side which can at times slightly cover her left eye. Eyes are a deep blue which given her hair color can be mistaken for a deep purple.
Height/body build: 5'6"/ Toned
Distinguishing marks: Jynx wears deep purple eye shadow that points just on the outside of her eyes making her eyes appear slitted. Jynx wears black armor with dark purple markings.
Background: Jynx has run Diamond squad for many years now and plans to be doing it until she meets a glorious and honorable end. Her squad has always consisted of only women and will continue to be such. Her girls have done just as many missions and dirty deeds as any Mandalorian man and some they wouldn't even try. Given her squads background Jynx was wary of being requested by the Grand Master as his personal squad but most of the Squad including the Captain have come to respect the Jedi for his choice. When Jynx asked the Grand Master why he picked her squad he gave them an honest and straight forward answer, he wanted a squad he could rely on, could easily fit a civilian looking role if need be, able to handle all manner of punishment, and were easy on the eyes.
Jynx and her girls have been the personal squad for Ronyo Storm ever sense the Mandalorians choose to split with some staying with the Jedi and other returning to more historical roots. Diamond Squad has helped gain valuable intelligence and planted spy networks throughout the galaxy and keep tight records on everything they receive to bring to the Grand Master or leave in his holo-mail.
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Character Name: Mist
Race: Twi'lek
Age: 21
Sex: Female
Faction: Mandalorian Jedi Contingent
Rank: Lieutenant
Class: Soldier
Weapon of Choice: Blaster Carbine
Personality: Mist can be a bit hot tempered at time but otherwise makes it appear as if she is always barley putting up with everyone. The appearance help keep her squad on their toes around her so they are always vigilant. It also helps keep any remarks from flying around her while she sits in the mess all around other Mandos and Jedi alike.
Hair/Eye color: Skin is a soft turquoise with small black lines running down her head lekku/ gold
Height/ body build: 5'5"/ Toned
Distinguishing Marks: Mist wears black armor with cyan markings
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Character Name: Rahia
Race: Togruta
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Faction: Mandalorian Jedi Contingent
Class: Solder
Rank: Sergeant
Weapon of Choice: Heavy Repeater
Personality: Rahia has a great sense of honor and pride and anyone who is around her for a few seconds can see that. She considers being a member of Diamond squad a huge honor and is fiercely loyal to all her sisters. She is still unsure how she feels about helping the Jedi but so far has found nothing to make her wish to see any of the dead. She has found she wants to duel the Grand Master at some point with talk about his martial prowess among the Mandalorians.
Hair/ Eye color: Skin is a deep blue with traditional white and black markings along her tendrils and horns/ aqua green
Height/ body build: 5'5"/ Toned
Distinguishing Marks: Rahia wears black armor with blue markings
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Character Name: Luna
Race: Rattataki
Age: 20
Sex: Female
Faction: Mandalorian Jedi Contingent
Class: Solder/Sniper
Rank: Sergeant
Weapon of Choice: Long distance DMR (Designated Marksman Rifle)
Personality: Like most of her species Luna is rough around the edges and will likely cut you with her wit as well as a hidden blade she may have on her. Luna joined the Mandalorians because she was good and fighting and good at hitting her mark, she joined Diamond squad because she was tired of having to kill all her male squad members after they tried to show her the "ropes".
Hair/Eye color: Pale skin no hair/ grey
Height/body build: 5'6"/ Toned
Distinguishing Marks: Piercings on her left ear and a stud in her nose, black tattoos around her head and eyes. Luna wears black armor with red markings.
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Character Name: Vex
Race: Nautolan
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Faction: Mandalorian Jedi Contingent
Class: Soldier/Medic
Rank: Private
Weapon of Choice: Blaster Carbine
Personality: Reflecting a kinder face for Mandalorians Vex fits her role of squad medic well with her want to keep her sisters alive and safe. Vex has a playful and wild side but it only comes out when her guard is down and she trusts those around her completely. As of yet only five others have earned that honor, four of which being her squad mates and the fifth being the Grand Master.
Hair/Eye color: Aqua green skin/ Black
Height/ body build: 5'4"/Toned
Distinguishing Marks: Vex wears black armor with Yellow markings
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 2:44 pm
 Username: wynterknyte Character name: Orion Gemini Race: Nubian Age: 16 Sex: Male Faction: unaligned Rank: n/a Class: (when applicable) Saber Color: (if applicable) Force Powers: (when applicable) Weapon of Choice:(if applicable) Personal Ship: (NAME/MODEL : if applicable) Personality: Generally quiet, Orion does not speak often but, when he does, tends to speak either dramatically or poetically. He doesn't appear to have many opinions regarding politics or current events, but it could be because he chooses not to speak of them. He listens and learns, and he knows much more than those around him suspect him of. Hair/Eye color: black/violet Height/body build: average/slender Distinguishing marks: none Background: Raised on Naboo as a politician's son, bereft of a mother who died at his birth, Orion was named for a long-forgotten hero of some human culture. He never quite lived up to the expectations placed on him by that name, though. Course after course he either breezed through or failed, his desire to pass changing with a whim. He had little interest in any of the studies of cultures or classes, political systems and histories, but he always loved the literature classes. Words were his passion, though he had no intention to use them to sway masses like his father wished for him. In fact, Orion never seemed to have much interest in anything. The only time he did appear to be excited about anything was either when he was lost in a book or directing his nimble fingers along the strings of his favorite instruments -- of which there were many. Top among them were the Zeltron and Hapan Lute, Tri-harp and Bass Viol, but he spent enough of his time learning many more in place of the practical studies that his father wished. Eventually, Orion was left to his own means by his father when it became clear that the boy would never desire any renown in the political houses of Naboo. He lived comfortably still, on a property on the outskirts of Theed, and still attended classes... but it was only for company while his father resided in the palace permanently. He is young and, because of this, still impressionable and naive to a fault. His quiet nature does not exclude him from taking to heart many of the things he witnesses -- such as the murder of a Nubian man named Warren and the Jedi Masters who attended to the crime. As such, he now entertains the idea of leaving Naboo one day to meet more Jedi and discover if they are all so eager to inject themselves as heroes in a story.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 8:02 pm
 Username: Talmanes Delovinde
Character name: Liesa fa Nadlen
Race: Human
Age: 16
Sex: female
Faction: unaligned
Rank: n/a
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Personality: Quick-witted, Liesa fa Nadlen has a heart of gold and the attention span of a gold fish. As a child she was always the most exuberant of her siblings, and all six of her them teased her for having some sort of attention deficit disorder. Impetuous and impulsive, Liesa often gets into trouble -- again, her siblings blame her for the source of their mother's grey hairs.
They also say it's her enthusiasm (read: excitable nature) that caused her own premature greying. "It's what happens when you spend all of your energy too quickly," they advise her around the dinner table.
When first meeting people, however, Liesa is surprisingly quiet and unwilling to speak (which probably stems from her first state dinner at the age of six, when she introduced herself after accidentally drinking her mother's glass of champagne and falling face-first into a cake larger than herself). Her 'shy' expression is often mistaken for condescending arrogance, or just plain disinterest which makes first impressions very awkward for her.
Hair/Eye color: premature grey/dark brown
Height/body build: tall/curvy
Distinguishing marks: premature grey hair
Background: A perceptive and quick learner, Liesa is the youngest of seven in a wealthy Naboo household.
With six older siblings, the closest to her in age being five years older, all of whom are dedicated to something - whether it was a medical profession or public service career - Liesa the dreamer stands out.
Unlike her focused, determined family Liesa never woke up early one morning between the tender ages of eight and ten and shout to the house, "This is what I want to do!" as her four brothers and two sisters had done before her. At sixteen, she attended school but focused only really on history, which, her goal-driven family often reminded her, was mostly a useless subject. She spent most of her time dreaming of a nobler calling -- and using her eerie perception of people, their motives and their thoughts to verbally bite off the heads of anyone who interrupted her dreaming.
From the beginning, Liesa felt as though she did not belong living a life of banality in Naboo. She dreamed of chivalry and justice, of saving people and being saved and a life determined by the grand themes of the universe. While her family expected her to do something great, Liesa busied herself saving drowning greysors and chasing bullies away from cowed massiffs in honor of her own lost pet, and standing up for the most unlikely of people (and then chewing them out for not having a spine. For the most loving reason possible -- Liesa understands that kindness can be deadly.)
Liesa listlessly lives a life not meant for her.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2017 12:07 am
Username: Cidolfus Wavemaster Character Name: Cidreau Rice Race: Human Age: 48 Sex: Male Faction: Sith Rank: Admiral Weapon of Choice: BL-28 Sniper RiflePersonal Ship: Ship Name: Reborn
Model: Resurgent-class Battlecruiser
Length: 2915.81 meters
Hyperdrive Rating: 2.1
Shielding: Deflector shielding
Armament: 750 turbolasers, 750 ion cannons, point defense turrets, point-defense missile emplacements, tractor beam projectors
Complement: 12 TIE/fo, 12 TIE/sf, 100 atmospheric assault landers, 7 base defense walkers, 1 Bantha-class assault shuttle
Crew: 19,000 officers, 55,000 enlisted troopsPersonality:Angry, vengeful and often under the influence of spice, Cidreau Rice rules his bridge crew through fear of retribution. Hair/Eye Color:Blonde hair Green eyes Height and Body Build:6'2", toned Distinguishing Marks: Cidreau is balding, his receding hairline now beginning at half the length of his scalp. He is also, often, grizzled, making use of the fact that he answers only to the Grand Admiral of the Imperial Navy and the reigning Empress or Emperor. Otherwise, his blue naval uniform is impeccable. Background: Cidreau tumbled into an angry, vengeful, drunken stupor after the the Gran genocide. The fact that he contributed to the onslaught and committed other acts of terror were to blame for this. Eventually, he managed to overcome these feelings of remorse, but he still retained his cynical personality.
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