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Gaian Name: SwordMasterZero
Character Name: Dagon Larc
Character Age: 25
Character Alignment: Neutral
Stationary Planet: Korriban

Lightsaber type: Dual Lightsabers
Lightsaber Color: Blue and Green
additional Weapons: One hand blaster, 2 Thermal Detonaters, 1 Plasma Grenade
Owned Vehicles: Rebuilt Prototype TIE Fighter
Other important possesions: Binoculars, Water purifier
Droids: R4-D5, one training remote

Height: 6'2
Weight: 122
Eye Colour: Pupils and Iris are crimson red
Hair Colour: Jet Black
Race: Human
Skin Complexion: Caucation
Relations: None
Home Planet: Dantooine
Marks/Tattoo's/Etc.: A Scar from the upper left area of his chest stretching down to his lower right waist. A Tattoo of A Krayt Dragon on his back
Character Description: Has no love for the Republic or Empire, but aids more of the Republic troops than the Imperial soldiers. Common people often mistake his alligence due to the intimidating feature of his red eyes. His fellow Jedi see him as an "Inevitable Threat" to the Republic, while Dark Jedi see him as an "Expendable Asset" so he has little respect for his fellow Force users.
Character History: Taken by the Jedi at the age of 4 when A visiting trader recognized the force potential within Dagon and brought him before the Jedi. His abilities with A Lightsaber were revealed during A training session at the age of 7. When he was handed his training saber by his master, Paw Lu Kaw, A Kel Dorian Jedi Master, He displayed such agility and reflexs that no trainee could match him. He wanted to face A Jedi master in combat at the age of 15, but the Council denied his request many times and Dagon was becoming frustrated.

He had A taste of the Dark Side when A Fellow student slashed Dagon's chest, which gave him the scar. Dagon then struck down the student with no mercy and was counciled by the Masters. Dagon felt the Agony of the dark side and felt it would destroy him if he succumbed. He formally apologized to his masters and the matter was closed. When Dagon was 20, his master brought him along on his first mission to Tatooine. They were to investigate a possible cerial killer in the dune sea. What they found was much...much worse. A Giant Krayt Dragon had run rampant in the dune sea and it had run into the Jedi Master and His Student.

Kaw told Dagon to flee and get back to Boonta Eve. Dagon did as he said and waited for his master to return. Hours turned to days and days turned to weeks, Dagon finally realized that his Master was not comming back. Dagon spend a few years on Tatooine to hone his Jedi skills and make his own Lightsaber. He went to a dealer close to his quarters and found some interesting blue prints for a space fighter used in the time of the Old Republic, but had nothing to get the parts. He went around Boonta Eve and Mos Eisely working as A mercenary, but he hid his Jedi heritage by picking up A blaster and some grenades.

He gained much money for his line of work and has rebuilt the Prototype TIE Fighter used in the last moments of the Republic. He decided to get something to remember his master by getting A tattoo of A Krayt Dragon, the same creature that took his Masters Life. He now stays on Tatooine working in secret as A Mercenary to make a living, not contacting the Jedi of his Masters Demise nor his wherabouts

Skills
Advantages: Wisdom, Strength, Understanding of Alien Linguistics
Disadvantages: Computer Skill, Constitution

Role-Play Example! This Is a MUST!:
Dagon sits in A Local Cantina located in Mos Espa, drinking A Corellian ale. He surveys the area around him, feeling something is about to happen in the loud, populated Cantina. He didn't want to endanger his presence in the pub, so he stayed seated at the counter with his hood covering his face, grenades, and most importantly; His Lightsabers. As He took another sip of his Ale, A fight broke out between a Demaronian and an Ithorian. Dagon saw the disadvantage the Ithorian, seeing the Demaronian carrying A Vibroblade and A blaster at his side.

Dagon arose from his seat and approached the crowd creepily. As He came closer, many of the sight-seers stood out of the way as Dagon went into the circle where the Ithorian and Demaronian were arguing and causing much noise, distracting Dagon from his beverage. As the Demaronian yelled in his huttese Language, Dagon understood what he was telling him

Stay out of the way you peice of poo-doo, or I gut you like Bantha

He charged at Dagon without warning. Dagon lifted his head slightly and reached for his Blue Lightsaber. With percision, he sliced off the Demaronian's whole right arm, making it scream in pain. The others looked in awe at the glowing blade of A lightsaber. Dagon reached for his blaster and shot the Cameras, making everyone look at the sparks, allowing Dagon to slip out of the Cantina unnoticed. He disappeard into the crowd after that event, hood still covering his face.

"Well....that was very easy"

As Dagon disappeared, many people began running out of the cantina, looking for the Jedi they just saw. Dagon slipped into the shadows of A droid shop and removed his hood. He looked around the shop to find any parts for his TIE fighter, but with the new parts for other frieghter class shipd, finding parts for a star fighter was tough. He bought an Ion cell and three blaster clips for his Blaster. He paid 300 peggots, the currency on Tatooine.

He walked through the populated roads again and was surprised to find the people still looking for the "Jedi with A blaster" as he heard some people call what they saw in the Cantina. He walked into a different Cantina and sat at the table, ordering a Kryat juice. He heard three rodians having a conversation about the Jedi with A blaster. He understood their language as they spoke

"Hey...you see that Jedi in the cantina down the road?"

"Yeah, haven't seen A Jedi in a cantina for years now"

"What are you two talking about?"

"We're sayin we saw A Jedi with A blaster in the Cantina where there was a fight with that Demaronian schutta, Zriad."

"Picked the fight with the Ithorian again?"

"Yeah. The Jedi came out of no where and sliced off the Demaronian's arm. Then he blasted the cameras and disappeared."

"That Jedi must be foolish, showing their ugly face in Tatooine for what they've been doing lately"

"Your face is ugly too!"

The Rodians laughed after their conversation. Then Dagon got up and left the Cantina. Dagon began to wonder what those Rodians meant by what the Jedi have been doing recently. He thaught it was the work of Dark Jedi, but they way they explained it, he knew these were different kind of Saber weilders, but not Jedi. He then figured Tatooine was not safe anymore and decided to take flight through the stars again. He came up to his TIE fighter and R4 bleeped when He came back

"Arfor, fire up the engines and set a corse for Korriban."

R4 did as Dagon requested. He hopped into the cockpit, strapped himself in, and took off away from Tatooine. Tatooine would soon be littered with the Republic and Imperial forces, looking for the Jedi seen on this planet. Other Jedis and Dark Jedis would possibly wander the planet as well, but Dagon knew he wasn't THAT important. As he drifted in space waiting for the ship to reach Korriban, he felt many tremors in the Force as he neared the Planets atmosphere

accepted

Non - Force User App

Character Information-

Gaian Name: kalyha_samasan
Character Name: Princess Larra Starr of Agamar
Character Age: 18
Character Alignment: Republic
Stationary Planet: Coruscant
Preffered Profession: Princess/Diplomat
Weapons: A blaster pistol that's more than likely under her bed than on her person (there's always bodyguards, right?)
Owned Vehicles: Various star cruisers (owned moreso by her parents...)
Other important possesions: An extensive wardrobe


Role Play Example:Larra didn't know where she was heading when she stepped on board with that seedy looking man, she wanted to travel in something comfortable, big, safe, and familiar, but her adviser's last words before he had disappeared were something along the lines of 'Stay in the shadows and keep a low profile, Princess.' Of course, he had voiced that much more eloquently, but Larra wasn't one to use large words like him. Somehow she had made it from Umgul, to Naboo, and now Nar Shaddaa. She had never been there, only heard terrible things about it from her parents. She wished that she could contact them, but all communications from Agamar were down, as far as she knew the planet didn't exist anymore. The captain of the last ship she was on promised to only bring her this far, and swore that there would be plenty of people willing to bring her back. Looking around the landing bay, she felt very out of place. Her mother told her that this was one of the places where one could find the scum of the Earth, and she appeared to be correct. Shady looking characters roamed the streets; Larra kept her handbag clutched tightly up against her as she looked for a cantina of some sort. There were always people at a cantina willing to do anything for a few credits. She entered the first cantina she saw trying her best to exude an aura of confidence. She was pretty bold for being young, naive, and barely over 1.5 meters tall. She tucked a lock of her long flowing hair behind her ear, as her green eyes scanned the room looking for either a potential employee or a place to sit. Finding the seat first, she sat down, continuing her search for some sort of pilot.

The Rest of this App is for those who wish to make a detailed character. YOU DO NOT NEED TO FILL ALL OF THIS IN, IT IS OPTIONAL

Height: 1.52 m
Weight: 42.18 kg
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour: Brown
Race: Human
Skin Complexion:Fair
Relations: None
Home Planet: Agamar
Marks/Tattoo's/Etc.: None
Character Description: Larra, despite her small stature, was a lady of remarkable beauty. Her flowing cinnamon hair fell past her waist not at all overwhelming the rest of her body. Her face was young and innocent, reflective of herself; her face was classic; her skin like flawless porcelain, her lips a soft rose color often formed a smile. Her eyes were probably her most striking feature: almond shaped and a piercing emerald green. They sparkled with youth and probably spoke the most of her adventurous desires.
Character History: Larra was the younges of four children born to Therek and Lanna Starr of Agamar. Her oldest sibblings, twins, were Logan and Liah. Both of them began Jedi training at a very early age. Next in line was her big brother, "Vulcan." Vulcan wasn't one for the formality of politics and quickly bailed. Last Larra had heard, he was quite the flying ace, but nothing the family was proud of. Lastly was Larra-the spitting image of her mother. The other children all seemed to resemble their father, tall, well-muscled, red hair and blue eyes. Larra however was the 'perfect princess,' as her mother once put it, petite with long dark flowking hair and sparkling emerald eyes. To her mother, she was a miniature Lanna, an extension of herself, and everything her mother wanted for her was forced upon her from her birth. Most of the time she didn't mind the small talk and the parties; she definitely didn't mind the dressing up, but sometimes the shallowness upset her... At some points it even drove her to leave, run away... However, it always seemed that she wasn't able to make it on her own...


accepted

Gaian Name: Arch Seraph
Character Name: Asmodeus Tydrell
Character Age: 18
Character Alignment: Light Side (Jedi)
Stationary Planet: Couresant

Lightsaber type: Two Lightsabers
Lightsaber Color: Both lightsabers have a silvery hue.
additional Weapons: Two standard rebel issue blasters
Owned Vehicles: Jedi Interceptor
Other important possesions: An astromech droid with the designation R3-D5

Role-Play Example! This Is a MUST!: The young Jedi was sat in deep Meditation in the Academy on Yavin 4, he felt the force flowing through him, it was like a river, he was in touch, feeling for the slightest disturbance, it was as he had been for the past couple of hours, he was also seeking counsel from the old Jedi Master Yoda. Asmodeus has come across a dialemma. He had found love in another Padwan while at the Academy, however she distracted him from his studies of the ways of the force. Finally after eight hours of meditation, the spirit of the deceased Jedi appreaed before him, thoug he did not open his eyes to see, he could feel The Jedi Master's presence.

"Master Yoda, I seek your wise counsel, I am faced with a dialemma of the heart. I am well versed in the teachings of a Jedi, however they are unclear on courting." Asmodeus asked

"Hmmm, correct you are in seeking counsel. Much confusion I sense, steer clear, the relation might not work out, this will lead to suffering, suffering is to hate and hate is to the dark side." said the wise Jedi

"Thank you master Yoda, You have been of much help. I shall continue with my studies."

With this Asmodeus, got up from his position, and proceeded to the hangar to continue working on his ship, it was almost complete, all he needed to do was patch up the astromech droid link up to the main computer.
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Finally he was finished, He called for his droid. The droid went onto the loading platform where it was pushed up into the ship. There was a loud clank as the droid was secured into place. The young Jedi clambered into the cockpit , and initiated the launch sequence....

The Rest of this App is for those who wish to make a detailed character.(OPTIONAL)

Height: 6'2"
Weight: 125 lbs
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour: Black
Race: Human
Skin Complexion:Healthily Tanned
Relations: None
Home Planet: Naboo
Marks/Tattoo's/Etc.: A scar down his right eye, a momento of a fight with a Sith apprentice.
Character Description: Asmodeus is well built, something you'd expect from a Jedi, he wears the black style outfit worn by both Anakin and Luke Skywalker. His hair reaches his mid back and is platted to keep it in place. He is like most Jedi, liking to keep a level head about situations, seeing both sides of the argument, however this does not block out his sense of humor. He is also a skilled mechanic, pilot and computer user.
Character History: Asmodeus was dicovered by the Jedi on Naboo at the age of three, he was taken to the Academy on Yavin 4, where he trained with the other Padwan, however during his recreational time, he found a love for computing and mechanics, fixing up an old Jedi Interceptor (The wierd things Anakin and Obi-Wan fly in RotS.). He was Padwan to Master Jania Solo, who was later killed by a Sith Lord by the name of Darth Kobron.


No, no master jaina solo. no sith killing her, no. she was too dead to teach you if you're 18 anyway, regarding the fact that she's dead at least 30 years
Do not involve movie characters in our guild. aside from that it looks good, change it and be accepted

Force User App

Character Information-


Gaian Name:Grolin
Character Name: Grolin Jyron Kueller
Character Age: 23
Character Alignment:Jedi Order
Stationary Planet:Naboo

Lightsaber type:Singe Blade
Lightsaber Color:Blue
additional Weapons:None
Owned Vehicles:Heavily Customized A-Wing Fighter
Other important possesions: none

Role-Play Example! This Is a MUST!:(show us your RP skills, the better the skills, the better your chance at a good rank)
Grolin hovered a few feet off the ground, meditating. Every time he breathed in, he tried to take in all the sounds and smells of his surroundings. When he breathed out, he cleared his mind of all of the sounds and smells. He had been doing this for hours, trying to get as in tune with the Force as he could. His eyes suddenly flew open. He sensed something wasn't right. He lowered himself to the ground and reached out with his hand. His lightsaber flew towards him, and he caught it. Grolin looked around, trying to reach into the shadowy reaches of the chamber he was in with the Force. Suddenly he switched his lightsaber on and in one fluid motion deflected four blaster bolts that came his way.(To be continued)

The Rest of this App is for those who wish to make a detailed character.(OPTIONAL)

Height:6"7
Weight:150
Eye Colour:Left eye is green, the Right is blue
Hair Colour:Blond
Race:Human
Skin Complexion:Pale white
Relations:None that he can remember
Home Planet:Tatooine
Marks/Tattoo's/Etc.:None
Character Description:Very thin and muscular. He is believed to be a master in Form IV lightsaber fighting, though no one is certain.
Character History:Not much is known about Grolin. He keeps to himself and does not speak of his past, or anyone's past. He is a seer of the present. Not the future, nor the past. Which is perhaps why he is so deadly in battle.


accepted

Non - Force User App

Character Information-

Gaian Name: CrusaderEnclave
Character Name: Randolf O'Keefe, also known as "Rand".
Character Age: 20
Character Alignment: Neutral, or more to the point, selfish.
Stationary Planet: Correllia

Preffered Profession: A wheeler and dealer, a jack of all trades, he dips into anything and everything he can get a piece of. Bounty hunting, transport, legal and otherwise, trade, body guards, gambling, racing. Whatever he can to avoid 'real' work. Jobs that involve hurting people is a plus in his mind, a good excuse to unleash the beast.
Weapons: A standard blaster pistol, modified as a 'hotshot', meaning that the safety is removed, the sight filed off for quicker drawing, the trigger guard removed, for quicker draws and fire, and the trigger itself is more sensative, firing with less pull on it. The flash dissipitator has been removed, so it does a little more damage, but also creates a bigger flash when fired.
Onboard his ship, he keeps a scavenged, standard issue Stormtrooper Blaster Rifle. It has not been modified in any way, shape, or form.
On his person, in a boot sheath, he keeps a vibroknife, with a 7 inch blade, and six inch handle, balance for throwing, but more often used for 'wetwork'.
Owned Vehicles: Retrofitted Lambda Class Shuttle. Scavenged from an Imperial ship's gutted remains, Rand had it retooled at KDY, for extra speed, cargo room, and even a small concussion missile launcher, usually hidden in the underbelly, which pops on a fully rotating turrent.
Other important possesions: He always keeps a strange cardkey, on a chain, around his neck. What this card key goes to, why it's important, or even if it goes to anything at all, are things that only Rand knows. It had no markings on it, and is colored completely black. What Rand alone does know, is that it is to a personal account he is keeping on a small planet in the commerce sector. Really more of a warehouse and a bank account. It has various objects he's collected, as well as his credit's that he's managed to save over the years. The card, a personal code, and a certain other object in his person, opens the warehouse, and gives him access to the account.


Role Play Example: ((Taken from another RP I'm in, Star Wars setting, with a similar character named Max Bartley))

The blare of the music, a heavy jazz beat, the stench of the crowd, the taste of stale, hot air, and old booze stains, the the hard, seat beneath him. It was all so familiar, so simple, and yet complex.

The man sat at a table, a thin smile on his face, and a opened, barely touched bottle of Correlian Ale set down before him. He seemed to be staring at the bottle, occasionally his eyes sweeping around, taking stock of the crowd, and more importantly, if anyone was paying any particular attention to him.

His hand came, clenching the slightly cold bottle, lifting it to his lips,and taking a sip of the smooth, strong drink, before he set it down again.

Where was he? It was getting late. The man wanted his payment... now...

Max stopped, looking up, frozen for a moment, as his eyes crossed over the Twi'Lek woman, entering the club. She had been here just moments before. And well, she was back now... The man smiled, just a little, from his booth. "If you have to wait. Might as well have somethin' to look at," he muttered to himself, taking another sip as his eyes drank in the woman's form.

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Height: 5'9"
Weight: 134 lbs.
Eye Colour: Blue.
Hair Colour: Red.
Race: Human.
Skin Complexion: Pale, he spends a lot of time in space, or indoors, so he has little pigment to his skin. Where he has gotten sun,mostly the face, there is a smattering of freckles instead.
Relations: None. He likes to be the 'loner', and is distrustful of 'friends' 'family' or 'allies'. Though he does occasionally seek company, it almost never lasts.
Home Planet: Correllia.
Marks/Tattoo's/Etc.: None, he likes to keep his body pure and clean of marks. And he is usually smart/cowardly enough to avoid scar giving situations...


accepted

Character Information-


Gaian Name: Raven Yun
Character Name: Juun Toraal
Character Age: Unknown, assumed to be around 45 years old
Character Alignment: Neutral, though more lenient towards the Dark Side
Stationary Planet: Confirmed to be Tatooine

Lightsaber type: Dual lightsabers
Lightsaber Color: One of them is red, and one of them is purple.
additional Weapons: A single vibrodagger made of durasteel
Owned Vehicles: A used, old, beat-up Imperial speeder bike
Other important possesions: Juun is a mercenary, selling his skills to anyone who needs them for simply a good enough reason, or enough credits to satisfy him.

Role-Play Example!: Easily deflecting the blaster bolts of the Jabba enforcers before him by projecting one of his lightsaber before him and spinning it rapidly with the force, Juun trudged onward slowly. In his left hand rested his activated red lightsaber, his hand twitching eagerly in hopes of being able to use it to slice the eight-or-so enforcers.

In a few moments, he was forced to bring the purple lightsaber back to his hand due to the enforcers bringing out their vibroblades, despite knowing that they were perfectly screwed now. Speaking of screws...

Juun suddenly dived straight towards the enemy. An intense spiraling force aura encompassed his body, then formed into one spear-like explosive point. It was what Juun called his 'Force Corkscrew', a devastating move that tore anything within a meter of his impact point to pieces with an explosive shockwave of deadly force.

Not feeling a bit of remorse, but glee instead, the enforcer Juun slammed into was instantaneously vaporized, three more of them that didn't think to jump out of the way blown apart gruesomely. Bits of gore and body parts rained down upon the mercenary-Jedi as he tumbled until he regained balance.

As soon as Juun stood up, he was forced on the defensive by a flurry of blows from the lightsaber-resistant vibrosword blades. However, one of them was clumsy, and left his stomach open everytime he raised his sword for a blow. And the moment the enforcer raised his blade, while the rest brought their blades out to their sides for another blow, Juun brought his right leg up, pivoting on his heel at the same time, and thrust his foot into the human's collarbone. He was glad to hear the noise of the man's bone shattering when the powerful blow connected, and also took pleasure in the fact that the enforcers took several moments to glance at the corpse.

Taking his chances again, Juun leapt into the air sideways, twisting his legs around, and clamped them around another enforcer's neck, dragging her to the ground as he landed. He then proceeded to snap her neck mercilessly, rolling over a second too slow to avoid a vibroblade strike, both of his lightsabers singing his clothes a bit and the vibroblade clipping a bit off his shoulder. Though it still hurt like hell, indicated by his yelp.

On his back, and two Jabba enforcers charging him with their blades raised, Juun simply sent his lightsabers flying straight forward towards their chests with the force. When the lightsabers impaled both enforcers, their internal chest organs were instantly vaporized, along with anything else in there.

The mercenary leapt to his feet and pried both lightsabers free, only to find that the enforcers had taken the liberty of leaving several trails of urine along their fleeing route. Juun decided not to chase them, though he'd show even less mercy next time they ambushed him.

With a snap-hiss, he deactivated his lightsabers, and then pocketed them.

(Yes, long, I know, but I'm really, really bored)

The Rest of this App is for those who wish to make a detailed character.(OPTIONAL)

Height: 6'2"
Weight: 210 pounds (Most of it is raw muscle ;])
Eye Colour: Cerulean
Hair Colour: Dark brown
Race: Human
Skin Complexion: Japanese
Relations: None
Home Planet: Coruscant
Marks/Tattoo's/Etc.: A long, deep scar extends from the bottom of Juun's right diagnolly to his hairline on the top left side of his face.
Character Description: Lean muscle build, long legs, sharp features. His clothes consist of long blue jeans overlapped by brown cutoffs hooked onto his belt by straps of the same color, a short brown-and-red tanktop-ish shirt that shows off his abs and some of his pecs, which also have their sleeves cut off. He also wears brown gloves with metal stripes reaching from the knuckles to mid-forearm.
Character History: Any and all history of Juun Toraal has been erased from existance.


accepted

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