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 Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 10:00 pm
Gaia Name: DarkLordTantis Character Name: Allison Stoker Gender: Female Age: 27 Race: Mirialan Character Description: Allison is "5'11 in height and weighs about 125lbs. She has short brown shoulder length hair. Allison StokerRelations: None at the moment. Her father abandoned her at the age of 12, and wants nothing to do with him or his family. Her Mother died when she was 5, and all she has is her mother robe. Character History: Since the age of 12 Allison has always learned what it meant to live on ones own and with out a family. In order to survive Allison turned to a way of crime and stole food and money from the local shops and passing tourist. Until she met one of the Aids to a Senator of the Republic. He took her in as one of his own children, and taught her everything he knew. Seven years passed and now rumors are passing around of new leaders trying to create a Rebel Alliance. An alliance in which she knew and dreamt of a future. Personal Belongings: Her robe belonged to her mother. Alignment: Rebellion Occupation: Politics Skills: Enhanced memory. Negotiations and Military Tactics if needed. Flaws: Few practical skills, like piloting, cooking, or marksmanship Roleplay Sample:Saito looked at his face staring at what once was a man. Imagining what he must have looked like. Saito used it to his advantage. 'I find it strange a man that cant see able to block every move, maybe the force is strong in you.' he said.
Tantis smiled at his words and and reignited his sabers. 'Or maybe,' he said as he reignited his sabers. 'Maybe the force pities you, and doesn't want me to kill one who cant see.'Tantis stopped moving and stared at the floor. He was transfixed and seem to be focusing on something or someone who was not here.
Saitos' hands continued to move, his mind concentrated as he stared at Tantis, he continued his spell, talking and speaking to Tantis as another person. 'You are weak, and should have never held the mantel of Dark Lord of the Sith, you are a disgrace, to the Old Order.'Tantis smiled "Don't taunt me I am the best thing that has happened to this Order, with out me, there would be nothing... without me the Sith would still be extinct." Tantis finished.
'No without your followers you are nothing... Without the Order you are not the Dark Lord... Do you think power and claiming to be the Dark Lord is all you need.? Cunning. Brutality. And will is what makes a true Dark Lord. Freedon Naad. Exar Kun... Even my old Master and Former Dark Lord, Lord Kaan. Were greater people.'"NO! I Recreated the Order. I found the missing Holocrons. I resurrected the old Sith Lords"'Just to gain their power. No you are like other untrained and unworthy Sith. Hungry to be the best but no skill and brain to get there. You are a coward... You are a weakling... And you deserve to die.' Bane began to laugh, and the laughter only got louder, Tantis began to hold his head and screamed, he held his lightsaber against his forehead, and ignited it killing him instantly. The force Explosion that followed was so immense that it hit Saito hard and threw him about forty feet into the hangar wall, the wave of energy shook the whole ship destroying many levels of durasteel, destroying parts of the ship and nearby star fighters. Saito looked around and saw Tallons ship nearby still intact he crawled towards it then past out.
The ships sirens began to sound and red alarms were the only things that could be seen through the dark of the ship. "Five minutes to meltdown. All personal head to the nearest Hangar or Escape pods, evacuate the ship." The automated system said and continued for the rest of the time. The ship was descending to Onderons Atmosphere, once it reached its atmosphere it would begin to break apart and catch fire until it met its fiery death when it hits the planets surface.Approved -EK
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 3:29 pm
Gaia Name: Master Dev Character Name: Comander Bacara Gender: Male Age: 24 Race: Human Character Description: Regular Storm Trooper Gear except has red shoulder pads and. http://www.holored.com/media/images/Episode III/Clons/Commander Bacara.jpgRelations: He was not allowed to have relations, but has secret relations with a woman from Naboo. Character History: Born on Corasaunt, he joined the Republic army as one of the few non-cloned troopers. When the Republic was destroyed he had no choice but to join the Empire. He is now one of Vadar's most trusted commanders. Personal Belongings: His trusty rifle his father gave him before he was accidently killed in a Rebel invasion. Alignment: One of Darth Vadar's elite Occupation: A high ranked trooper Skills: He is an expert at hit-and-run tactics Flaws: His weakness is snipers. Roleplay Sample: "Run for cover!" Commander Bacara said as the Rebels closed in. Firing a few last shots, he made sure all of his men where on the ship before he got in. "We have to get off the planet before the bomb ignites!" Rushing to the nearest window, he saw the fire on the horizon. "Why isnt the ship starting!" He screamed. "Sir the pilot was shot."Announced one of his men. He had never piloted a ship before, but he had no choice. "Make sure you're buckled up, because I have no idea how to pilot this thing." he said sitting down in the pilot chair. It seemed like a sea of buttons and flashing lights, but he had to somehow pilot it. Soon enough, the small transport was speeding toward the star destroyer in orbit of the soon -to- be, flaming planet. (Is that better?) Better. Approved. -EK
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 4:53 pm
-MOD CHARACTERS-
Gaia Name: Ominous Bloodlust
Character Name: Jacen "The Black Knight" Valkran
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Race: Human
Character Description: Jacen stands about 6'8" and weighs 195lbs. out of his armor. He always wears his black Storm Commando armor, which has a a large scar over the chest plate from a a wookiee encounter. He has messy brown hair and green eyes, there is scar under his right eye.
Relations: Omega Team, Sera Kerac (lover)
Character History: Jacen was born in the slums of Courscant and lived a bad life from the very beginning. His mother was always too drunk to care about him and his father was always stationed on other worlds. He worked hard for what little credits he could get. When he was just 16, his mother crashed her speeder into the side of frieghter, she was killed instantly. Jacen's father came back from an eventful tour on Naboo and suggested that he should enlist when he was old enough. When his father was killed in combat, he dedicated his life to becoming a Stormtrooper, like his father. When he was old enough, he enlisted in the Stormtrooper Corps. He was a natural leader and a great athlete, which why he was selected for the Storm Commando program. Jacen under which the training and rose to become the Leader of Omega Team. He earned his rank and his nickname from when he charged into Rebel Base alone and outnumbered to save his teammates.
Personal Belongings: Storm Commando Armor, E-11 Blaster Rifle, SE-14r blaster pistol, Vibro-Knife, Thermal Detonators
Alignment: The Empire
Occupation: Captain, Omega Team Lead
Skills: Recon, CQC, and Stealth
Flaws: Demolitions, Politics, and Sera Kerac
Roleplay Sample: Bleh
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Gaia Name: Ominous Bloodlust
Character Name: Sera "The Guardian Angel" Kerac
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Race: Human
Character Description: Sera is beautiful women with long brown hair that she keeps pulled back and tied up when on duty. She has dark hazel eyes and curves that cautch a man's eyes easily. She wears her Storm Commando armor most of the time.
Relations: Omega Team, Jacen Valkran (lover)
Character History: She was born on a small farm on Dantootine and was always a bit of tomboy despite her looks. Sera was always hunting Kath Hounds and other game in the grassy plains on her home world. Because she had become such a good shot and enjoyed hunting she enlisted with the Empire. She became one of the first women to be allowed to serve in direct combat. Sera's accuracy was so great that she was selected to become a Storm Commando.
Personal Belongings: Storm Commando Armor, DLT-19 heavy blaster rifle sniper model, SE-14r blaster pistol, recon drone, vibro-knife
Alignment: The Empire
Occupation: Lieutenant, Omega Team Sniper
Skills: Recon, Long Range Combat, and Stealth
Flaws: CQC, Technology, and Jacen Valkran
Roleplay Sample: Bleh
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 10:18 pm
Gaia Name: K 19
Character Name: Vonja Galnan, nee Rowk
Gender: Female
Age: 31
Race: Human
Character Description: The female equivalent of the tall, dark, and handsome archetype, Vonja is five feet, seven inches, sports dark hair (always pulled back in a tight, militaristic fashion), and is aesthetically appealing. Her strong bone structure compliments her strong, masculine stance, and her expression is one of iron. Her voice is hard and commanding, easily echoing in the confines of the Imperial combat centers.
Relations: Husband, Yruka, with whom she is currently engaging in divorce proceedings.
Character History: A Carida graduate, Galnan is more than familiar with Imperial procedures. A good student (though she barely graduated in the forty-second percentile of her class), she is also more than aware of Imperialistic chauvanism. She ate, breathed, and s**t Imperialistic ideology, but even through her extreme loyalty, barely made her way to a commission. She resorted to more 'undercover' tactics to receive promotions. At the age of twenty-six, after becoming a First Lieutenant, Galnan married fellow officer and Cardia instructor Yruka.
____________Now second in command of the Imperial Star Destroyer Majesty, she made quick work of her position. During a freak pirate attack, her captain was killed, leaving Galnan in charge. Her command was strict and straightforward, effective, and brief. When reports reached the Imperial Bureaucracy of her actions, she was promoted to Captaincy and was chosen to command Ven's flagship, the Judicator.
____________Around the time of her first commission, the Galnin couple began to have marital problems-- Yruka informed his wife that he was no longer supporting the Imperial domination efforts, and would instead turn to the Rebellion. Vonja disagreed, viewing him as a traitor, and after countless heated arguments with her husband, turned him into Imperial Intelligence and initiated divorce proceedings. So far, the paperwork hasn't gotten very far, and it's assumed that Yruka is imprisoned somewhere.
Personal Belongings: The basics.
Alignment: Imperial Navy
Occupation: Captain
Skills: Bitchiness.
Flaws: Her creator's laziness.
Roleplay Sample: You kidding? YOU'RE TALKING TO K LOL OMG Oh u.
Rejected! Do it again! D< ~Seffi
Only kidding <3
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 2:53 pm
Gaia Name: Dimenticato il Faraone
Character Name: Presagio (Omen)
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Race: Felucian
Character Description: You Found Me
Two legged amphibian with two sets of arms. One set is long and has webbings and suction cups on the tips, the second set branchs out from the elbow and is short containing only three long fingers though they are very agile.
Relations: Shaak Ti
Character History: Presagio is a native felucian whose mother assisted and trained under Jedi Master Shaak Ti long ago. His mother taught him everything she knew and she happened to be the very woman that saved Felucia and spread the teachings of the force.
As both a master of the force and a child of Felucia Presagio is very good with adapting to his surroundings. He knows how to conceal himself with precision and stalk prey soundlessly. As well, tracking others has become a proffession of his. Before, Presagio followed people who, days ago, had moved from the place he now stood. He can effortlessly follow their trail and find them within hours as long as they remain on the planet.
Being one of the most force sensative creatures in the galaxy Presagio lives harmoniously with the force and sometimes looses his hold on it becoming a crazed ravaging beast. In order to prevent such a thing Presagio must constantly meditate and refocus himself to keep the dam shut and not lose himself to the overwhelming power of the force.
Personal Belongings: Native Felucian Jewelry
Alignment: Rebel Alliance
Occupation: Special Operative of Rebels
Skills: Highly Force Attuned, Excellent Hand-to-Hand, Impeccable Tracking Skills
Flaws: Turbulent Mood Swings
Roleplay Sample: (This is a sample of mine from my character Vladimir of the Sereitei)
Vladimir sat stood upon the inch wide pole high above the ground. His left left leg held steady, his body straight as a board and as steady as a massive oak tree. Within his meditative state he could feel the presence of another within the forest of steel. This spiritual energy felt familiar though something was different. Still lost in his transe, Vladimir made no movements or sounds, the only thing that showed he was still living was the rise and fall of his broadened chest.
As he had predicted, the rains had come and quite steadily. Moments before the first drop fell into the forest the slightest rumble of thunder could be heard and then, as if the heavens were weeping it began to poor down. The 'ping' of rain drops striking and slatting upon the steel poles rhythmically sounded about the forest and the leaves of the nearby trees made a papery rustle as the winds blew. Soon Vladimir found himself soaked through, his clothing was drenched but since his normal attire consisted of form fitting clothing nothing hung or drooped off his frame.
Quickly his thoughts jolted to life, "Who is this other person, how do I know them?" As his mind searched for answers his body relaxed and the meditative state washed away. Vladi tasted the rain that ran off his mask and onto his lips, it was sweet and comforting, if only his dead eyes could see the torrent that battered down but he couldn't and no matter how hard he wished it, he would never see again.Better. Welcome to the roleplay. -EK
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 5:55 am
Gaia Name: Serias_Toyo
Character Name: Darcik Talan
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Race: Human
Character Description:
Due to an Accident when he was younger, Darcik's lungs we're unable to filter out the impurities of the atmosphere properly. Forcing him to wear a breath mask, similar in design to the Kel-Dor, For most of his life as well as turn his skin a translucent grey, he has a very large vibroblade scar cut Diagonally across his face.
Relations: While he is unmarried, his parents, order and
Character History: A shuttle that crash landed near his home Destroied his respiration system, forcing him to wear a breath mask or Die from all the toxins in the atmosphere. Later in life, a barfight turned fight to the death with a rodian thug nearly cost him his life, as the thug took a vibroblade to his fave and sliced his breath mask cleanly in two, he was saved from the brink of death by a Jensaarai who noticed a strange ripple in the force, the defender drove off the thug without killing him and kept Darcik in a coma like state until a new breath mask had been aquired. Since then Darcik begged the master to accept him as a student, and after a year she finally relented under one condition, Darcik must complete his armor, without the assistance of another Jensaarai, before any further training would occur.
Personal Belongings:
Modified Stormtrooper rifle
Twin Vibroblades
Jensaarai armor
Alignment: Effectively Neutral, though the light within him causes him to favor the rebels
Occupation: Jensarrai Iniate
Skills: Darcik is well skilled in twin weapon combat as well as a decent marksman, however those skills combined are nothing compared to his ability to either grant strength or strip it with but a word. Similar to the ability of Dun Moch, minus the force ability
Flaws: in addition to great overconfidence, Darcik is tied to his breath mask. Due to a flaw in his respiration system, he cannot tolerate the toxins in any atmosphere, save for the sterile air of a starship, or he will slowly die of overwhelming toxin build-up.
Roleplay Sample: Darcik worked his hands with an almost frightening presicion, every movement had to exact, the placement of each molecule of the cortosis had to be perfect. Fatigue was nothing, he hadn't eaten for days, nor had he drank, sleep was but a distant memory, all he cared about, was this Armor. This was a mark of pride for one of his order, but not only was it a mark of pride for a Jensarrai. His had to be perfect, flawless.
Darcik had chosen to break with tradtion and base the design of his armor after the Krayt Dragon. He knew full well the message it would send to his enemies, and it was the exact message he wish them to hear. He was a monolith, one of the most powerful beings known to man, at least in his own mind.
Finally it was ready for the last piece, he added the horns, carved from an acctual Kraty dragon horn, to the helmet. His armor at last, was complete, after five years of painstaking construction, and his master would train him.
I assume the changes Omnious spoke of have been corrected, as I now see nothing wrong with this profile. Approved. Just be mindul of small spelling mistakes. -EK
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 11:19 am
Gaia Name: Brock-Maister Character Name: Kalor Ven Gender: Male Age: 35 Race: Human Character Description: Kalor: Kalor is around 6'4" tall and his body is ridden with scars from the extensive training he went through as a child and many other scars from battles, his body is quite broad and muscular. With black hair and cyan coloured eyes he looks like your average bounty hunter. Relations: The Hutt Cartel informants, Jabba the Hutt and his contacts in the empire Character History: Kalor's life was pretty good by his standards he was trained by his father Krenx Ven and his mother Ellah Ven who were both Bounty Hunters who had become partners after falling in love with one another. During his early years Kalor was subject to torture and hellish training some would call inhumane, but after surviving it all Kalor was ready to become a Bounty Hunter like his parents before him, unfortunately they had died during the final months of his training so he was alone. Luckily with his fathers armour and his parents money he was able to get by until he started officially bounty hunting. Taking contracts from anyone who will pay for a corpse, Kalor has become known to be as ruthless as his father if not more so. Personal Belongings: Sfor Old Republic Carbine, Personal, Custom Bounty Hunter armour, dual 434 "DeathHammer" Blaster Pistols, AEG-77 Vigo Blacksun GunshipAlignment: Neutral Occupation: Bounty Hunter Skills: Gunsmanship, starship piloting, armour repairing Flaws: Ruthless, easily angered and not one for stealth Roleplay Sample:Peering out of the side of the cockpit window of his V-19 Torrent starfighter. The clone could see V-19's all over the place with there S-Foils still locked as they began closing in on there target 3 Lucrehulk Battleships and a fleet of Vulture droids. "This is Gold leader going into attack position" one of the clone troopers stated and soon enough that's all that was heard over the comm links, many clones stating that they were going into attack positions "This is Gold 5 going into attack position" the clone, whipped his head back to facing the front as the S-Foils opened and his V-19 was ready to attack. There was a considerable note in the loss of speed for fire power but that wasn't the problem. Soon enough the clone was firing at the incoming vulture droids until the clone formations broke up into combat. The clone now identified as Gold 5, swept upward taking down a Vulture droid but became annoyed when his weapons capacitor became overheated and now there were two Vulture droids on his tail. "This is Gold 5, two clankers on my tail I can't shake 'em" If it hadn't been for Anikin Skywalker and his starfighter the Azure Angel Gold 5 would have joined the corpses of his fallen pod brothers.
A few grammatical errors, but otherwise a solid profile. Accepted -EK
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 8:52 am
Gaia Name: ElladanKenet Character Name: Colonel Bremmen Gender: Male Age: 45 Race: Human Character Description: BremmenRelations: Family on Belderone Character History: Bremmen lived a pretty boring life up until he decided to join the fledgling Rebellion. Since then, he's proven an able commander, and is the man most soldiers see to and respect on a day-to-day level. Lately, Bremmen was the Executive Officer at the Vergesso base, but now that it's being largely relocated to Dantooine, his time will be spent getting that base set up and running. As a Colonel, he is the Commanding Officer of Rebel Squadron, of which he plays an administrative role. Within Rebel Squadron, he has ten pilots and three technicians, who utilize 1 R-22 Spearhead, 3 Y-Wings, and 10 Z-95s. Other units under his command include a regiment of SpecForces (4,000 troopers), some vehicles, and the transports needed to carry them all. Personal Belongings: A photo of his wife and kids, and an E-11 Blaster rifle Alignment: Rebellion Occupation: Commander Skills: Inspiring others, keeping morale high, planning. Flaws: He worries a bit, and is almost always visibly upset when he sends pilots off on suicide missions. Because he is personally involved with everyone under his command, their deaths tend to affect him Roleplay Sample:
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:12 pm
Gaia Name: ElladanKenet Character Name: Jet Fendo Gender: Male Age: 40 Race: Nautolan Character Description: Jet in UniformRelations: Sister (Kwa Fendo), on Glee Anselm Character History: Jet grew up like other Nautolans on his homeworld, until his parents were killed during a freak hurricane. He and his sister were left to fend for themselves, and became thieves. Gradually, both Jet and his sister became proficient at their profession, until Jet started working up to ship thieving. It was here that, at a local spaceport, he attacked a bounty hunter, killed him, and stole his ship. The feat attracted the attention of Korbola the Hutt, the criminal who'd hired the bounty hunter. He was impressed so much, the Hutt decided to contract Jet for the hunter's original job, tracking down a disgruntled Senator. Since then, Jet has made a name for himself as being a tough enforcer, hunting down persons and bringing them down by force. He's not the best out there, but his services are offered at a fair price: 15,000 up front, and 10,000 upon delivery. Personal Belongings: YT-2000 Freighter "Nautolus"- Shields - Class 2 Hyperdrive - 2500 MGLT Thrust - Two Heavy Laser Cannons - Concussion Missile Launcher - One room; the rest is prison - Ion Cannon DC-17m Interchangable Weapon System (Stolen) Modified B-2 Battle Droid "Nemo" Alignment: Hutt Cartel Occupation: Bounty Hunter Skills: Good at sensing emotions and thoughts, thanks to his pheromone sensing. Also stronger than most human species. An excellant swimmer and pilot as well, with decent gunning skills. Flaws: He can't speak his native tongue out of water, plus he frequently must drink or immerse himself, or face dehydration Roleplay Sample:
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 2:52 pm
Gaia Name:Kiro Yuskia Character Name: Kiro Gender: Male Age: 17 Race: Human Character Description: http://media.photobucket.com/image/anime warrior/BeastOfDarkness4Eva97/Warriors/anime_earth_warrior.jpg?o=4Relations: slave...no family Character History: He cannot remember who his family is but he was a slave on tatooine to a man who beat him. When Kiro got older he began learning to use a blade and when he became 14 he killed his master and fled in his masters ship. He witnessed the dark sides corruption on the galaxy and vowed to fight it not knowing of sith and jedi. He fights as a rouge helping those weaker then their attackers Personal Belongings:Katana, hold-out blaster, a galatic ship, training armor. Alignment: hes a rouge but leans to the Jedi side of life. Occupation: free lancer Skills: pilot, swordsman, good shot, stealth, charm Flaws: He tends to think with his heart then his mind sometimes Roleplay Sample:Kiro stands in an open field with the wind blowing in his face. Five assassins surround him and draw their blades. The shine from their blades are more dull then expected due to the blood still cased on them. Kiro put his hand on his blade and prepared."Kiro you have stole from us for the last time, this punishment is over due.""You known that money does not belong to you...I see it as Im returning it." "You were wrong."The men charged Kiro and he drew his blade as the glare from the blade blinded a few of them and went for the one on his right. He slashed his blade through the mans shoulder and down his chest. He then ripped it out and stuck another in the heart. Three more still stood and he took two out with one strike. One was left and he lifted his foot and kicked the man in the chest and stabbed him where he lie. He with trew his blade and headed for his ship.Accepted -EK
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 5:22 pm
Gaia Name: Aztec334, (At your service ^w^)
Character Name: William Braxtern (Likes being called Willy)
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Human
Character Description: Dark Brown hair, Reaches all the way to his eye if he would throw his hair in front of his face, Has a sort of boyish-bed head hair style, Has big feet and hands, Slender body, Brown eyes, Has an astigmatism in his right eye (Referred to as his “Lazy Eye”), Always wearing glasses or some goggles, 5 '10 Tall and weighs 134.
Relations: Nicole Aztole
Character History: He lived on Endor amongst the Ewok, with his parents, Alexander & Mary Braxtern. They were attacked by a small survey group of Imperial troopers, Mary was shot and killed, Alexander was overtaken and turned in after a rage induced rampage. Willy managed to escape through the back with a few belongings and some supplies and rations. He ended up one day in front of a Imperial-controlled bunker, where he was captured and taken to an Imperial Cruiser as a prisoner. He manage to get back his back pack and get to an escape pod. He later crashed in an unknown planet (Unknown to him) where he was found by local rebels, they took him in after hearing his story and also train him in a few things. After a few months there they sent him to live in Tatooine with a rebellion-supporting family. There he made friends, and met a young girl named Nicole, they became good friends and enjoyed each others company. A few years later he was called back by the Rebels to train him and prepare him for battle, before he left he promised Nicole and his foster family that he would return to see then again...
And so starts his story...
Personal Belongings: His fathers' Wookie crossbow & cape & green shoulder band, a hunting knife given to him by his parents, A locket with a picture of his parents given to him by his mother, and a vibro-blade given to him as a going away present from Nicole
Alignment: Rebel Alliance
Occupation: Rebel Trainee
Skills: Good with bows, crossbows and blasters, hunter, scavenger, Has somewhat a good understanding of various languages and tongues but hasn't mastered them, has somewhat a skill with hacking, a strange blinding rage trait passed on to him by his father, a good medical knowledge and maintenance, good for running and jumping, incredible stamina or/and endurance, can sometimes senses something wrong, notices somethings out of the corner of his eye, a quick learner when he's concentrated and can withstand or resist Jedi mind tricks ( A good strong will, but not unbreakable), has a fascination and practice with blades
Flaws: His uncontrollable rage rampages will strike at everyone within striking distance and sight distance, sometimes disobedient, very hard headed (hard to change his mind once he's decided on something), makes too strong connections with his friends and comrades , has a fear of death usually resulting in nightmares, to trust-worthy to others, though it seems he possesses many skills, they all are either basic or just a bit developed, gets lazy if he is not put to do something, has a knack of talking back to the authority or higher ranking officers, not very good with hiding & evasion & stealth, low reaction time (Slow on reactions), and has one mean yell when angry, (he has one yell in which they have named “The Demoralizing Yell”, they don't know how he's capable of doing a yell strong enough to damage and effect others) *Not sure if that last one is a flaw, but it sure messed up a few fellow rebels XD...*
Role play Sample:
Willy walked towards the stationed rebel transport with his knapsack on his back, when suddenly he turned around and saw Nicole waving and running up to him.
“Nicole?!, What are you doing here?”
“I just wanted to see you off, Willy... You know I'm gonna miss you.” ~Gives him a hug~
~Blushes~ “I'm gonna miss you too, but I promise you I'll come back to visit you and my foster parents...”
“Oh and before you go, please take this” ~Hands a shiny new Vibro-Blade~ “Please take it, I saw you wanting to buy one to practice with the other day, and well, I went ahead and bought you one so you can have your own to use and practice with...”
“Wow, thanks, but how did you manage to buy it? Its new.” ~Stares at it in awe in his hands~
“Well I had made a deal with a vendor, and managed to buy it with the money I was saving”
“Oh, Nicole... You did have to buy me anything... But many thanks anyway, I'll take good care of it. I promise you one day I'll make it up to you...”
“Good bye and good luck Willy...”
“Good bye and take care Nicole...”
Willy then set out again to the Rebel transport, and as he was going up the ramp, he turned to see Nicole afar and waving goodbye, he waved back and boarded the ship.
Accepted -EK
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 12:30 pm
Gaia Name:Travis Celendel Character Name:Captain Janx Hamner Gender: Male Age: 39 Race: Human Character Description: Brown eye and brown hair cut in a military style. He has two prominent scars. One across his neck, and a deep one down the right side of his face. He wears an eye patch over his damaged eye. Relations: Father and mother, 7 younger brothers; A wife, Kai, who he finally married after his career (missing) ; Kenth, his seven year old son. Character History: Janx was born into a poor farming family. His father taught him how to shoot for food and how to hunt. When he reached proper age, his father took him to the city to help him sell the food they had harvested. It was there he met Kia Sal. She was the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen. It was three years later, whe he had turned sixteen, that he worked up the nerve to talk to her. They connected immediately and they talked away many hours. They met three more times, each time they met, he fell more and more in love. It was after this third time that he hear she had a master. Instantly thinking she was a slave, he tried to help her run away, only to learn that she was a Jedi. Around this time, his family's farm began to do poorly. In order to help make enough money, and also to relieve them of the burden of another mouth to feed. He joined CorSec on his 18th birthday. by this time he had become good friends with his Jedi friend and as the years went on, she became his unofficial partner. Then, his life as he knew it was at an end. It was supposed to be a routine spice bust, but something went wrong. His backup never showed up and he was captured. He was tortured for a solid month. It was all a blur of pain for him until he was freed by Kia. It took him a long time to heal from his woulds. Physically and psychologically. He was given his discharge papers from CorSec. In a fit of depression, he bought the first ticket off world he could find. He didn't know how long he spent hopping from one bar to the next, no Idea where he went. His daze was broken though by a bucket of ice water. He was taken in and nurtured back to sobriety. His savior was an older man who always wore a ranger cap and a bomber's jacket. The man was an Antarian Ranger. A sect of mercenaries that worked exclusively for Jedi. Janx was recruited and trained in their ways. They gave him a "uniform" and a rifle. The uniform was really just a bomber's jacket and the cap, and the rifle was specially designed for him. Then came the clone wars. He fought hard for three long years. He was eventually assigned as a special adviser for a clone unit led by his old friend. He and she worked just as well together, even after their separation. She had gone with him to scout out a Sep fort when Order 66 was handed down. He was forced to fire on the clones he had grown fond of in order to save Kia. They fled together and attempted to live a normal life. His father, in his absence, had invested heavily in several drive yards just prior to the War, and had made a fortune. He married Kia and many years later they had a son. It seemed as if everything would work out wonderfully. It was not to be however. One night, as He and Kia were walking home from the play house, a tall cyborg dressed in black assaulted them. He used the force to toss Janx into a wall. When he came to, she was gone. He knew who that man was. It was the Emperor's bully, Darth Vader. He vowed revenge and joined the Rebellion, leaving his father to raise his son. Personal Belongings:Ranger cap; bomber jacket; Greff-Timms AR-1 Rifle customized. Scope to AR-1 is linked to his ocular implant. When his eye gets within a few centimeters, they link and he is able to see as if he were looking down the scope.; Ocular implant covered by eyepatch; Various weaponry; Holopad with an image of his wife and son. Alignment: Rebellion Occupation: Antarian Rangers sniper, Officer in the Alliance Skills: Tracking, stealth, detection, sniping. Flaws: Fits of depression, prone to alcoholism. Sentimental. Roleplay Sample: A shadow flitted across the floor. The three men in the dark and humid room all stopped arguing long enough to register the movement. A light was on down the corridor that led out from the room. The one wearing a red cowboy duster and sunglasses put his finger to his lips and quietly moved around the large desk. He slid his hand inside the Leather coat and pulled a strapped shotgun from behind himself. The other two moved likewise for the door. The shortest pulled free two silver pistols, the overly large one gripped his bowie knife tighter. The only sound was their shallow breaths and the squeaking of the slowly rotating ceiling fan. Scott O’Connor held the shotgun away from his body as he peeked around the threshold. He saw nothing more than beige hallways that seemed yellow because of the poor lighting. There were three corridors, each stretching on farther than he could see with a quick glance. He didn’t dare stick his neck out too far though. That was a good way to loose a head. He needed a better view. He used his left hand to signal the others to each take a hallway. The short one right, the big one strait. Scott would take the left. He gripped the pump of his gun again and nodded. The trio moved as one. Scott took a quick step and leveled his barrel down his line just as his darker haired companions stepped behind to clear their corners. Scott sighed and dropped the gun, letting it swing behind him. He turned around to regard his companions. He ran a black gloved hand over his military style cut blonde hair. “This place is bordering on creepy, guys. A whole town and hardly a sign of life? I think we may have stepped into Silent Hill.” > Character Application accepted, you may now begin Role-playing. -Ominous Bloodlust.
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 4:52 am
Gaia Name: Wish Resign
Character Name: Sha Doon
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Kel Dor
Character Description: Sha Doon looks to be older than he really is, thanks to excessive tragedy he has seen throughout his life. He stands at about 5 feet 11 inches, and weighs roughly 150 pounds. Sha wears simple robes, covered in dirt and grime. His eyes are a deep black, with silver irises that seem to glare back like suns.
Relations: None that remain alive.
Character History: Sha Doon grew up following the teachings of the Baron Do Sages. Trained in the Force with several others of his sensitivty, he learned to move small objects and sense all living things. Though he was skilled at this, Sha wasn't very skilled at anything else. Almost every attempt at earning food or honor ended in failure, and Sha developed an overwhelming sense of self-loathing. His family, destitute and desperate, tried to beg whatever they could off of off-worlders or locals. Once they could no longer take it, they resorted to stealing. Sha refused to partake in this, and eventually his entire family was caught. Every single member of his immediate family was tried and put to death. Angry and alone, full of self hate, Sha Doon found transport to the distant planet of Dantooine, where he lives as a recluse and becomes more corrupted by the Dark Side every passing day.
Personal Belongings: A Vibroblade, robes, his face mask, and a rucksack.
Alignment: Dark Side Elite
Occupation: Hermit
Skills: Force ability, limited martial arts
Flaws: Subject to fits of rage, depression, and has a tendency to take things to the extreme.
Roleplay Sample: "I have felt a presence, on Tatooine. You must go there...seek out the one who is strong with the Force." Vader's words still rang in his head, loud and clear. Most of these backwater inhabitants were quick to give him answers, thanks to his Imperial status. Srikhma had been waiting for this, the day where he finally proved himself as not just a Death Commando...but as Vader's apprentice. He kept a close watch on the tiny hut, battered by wind and sand. A man exited the hut, looked around for a quick moment, then ignited a glowing blue lightsaber. Srikhma smirked to himseld and knew, this was going to be a little more interesting then he thought.
EDIT(WISH): Edited, for canon sake.
Better. Approved. -EK
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 3:00 pm
Gaia Name: InsoulentWon Character Name: Alexander Aevum Gender: Male Age: 31 Race: Human Character Description: HereRelations: -- Character History: Alexander grew up in a rough family. His father was an old swordfighter and reknown master through the outer rim turned into a drunk, and his mother was a spice-addicted sniper. His father and mother were both Antarian Rangers, and helped the Jedi escape, though the Empire soon found out, and began to try and kill the family. The two took Alexander, and raised him as best they could, but the troubles of the Galaxy seemed to collapse ontop of them. His mother tried spice in hopes to calm her nerves, while his father drank. They quickly became adicted, and would often fight, which frightened the young boy. He trained with his dad, whenever he was sober, and likewise with his mother. He learned alot from both, but when he turned 13, all went worse for him. The Empire caught up to the two parents, and began a raid on their ship. They killed the two parents, but to their astonishment, the young boy had somewhat of a life-changing event. The raiders who survived the encounter found out the boy had a strong connection with the force, and used a "wave" on the troops. He managed to escape, but not before single handedly killing two trained soldiers. He fell unconsious afterward, once several men pinned him down. They took him to the Capital of Coruscant, and many of the men retold what they experienced. The Emperor, entreaged, sent the boy to the Maw Installation to remove his memories, and to place him as a trooper. He went, and every membery was locked away. Once he awoke from his memory wiping, he grew a small connection with a female human scientist named Jasmine. The woman was very caring, and was there agaist her will, working for the Empire, but she did not tell him that. Shortly after, he was taken to the Imperial Royal Guard Academy on Yinchorr, and was trained by the best of the best. He trained day and night, becoming a mindless and powerful killing machine, unaware of his strong connection to the Force. On his 18th birthday, he was placed in the Squall. He quickly laid waste to his opponent, without hesitation or waste, and was recorded as the fastest and shortest duel in the Academy's history, with the time of 8 seconds. Alexander then became a Royal Guard, working alongside a young girl names Rache. Rache was Alexander's first crush. He had feelings for her he'd never felt, and her smile reminded him of his mother, well it awoke his memories of her. Slowly but surely, Alexander began to remember his past, and Rache eventually found out. She was one of the Emperor's Hands, sent to spy on him, and keep an eye on him. She told Alexander that she'd be going to tell the Emperor, and even tried to attack him. Alexander easily moved from her vibroblade, and striked her down. His hatred for the Emperor, and his twisted world grew even more. He had taken everything from him, his family, his life, his memories, and even pinned him agaist his first love. He left, and joined the Rebellion, hopign to use his skills agaist the Empire, and bring it down once and for all. But first he'd have to find them. Personal Belongings:Alignment: The Rebel Allience Occupation: Rebel Sympathizer Skills: Since a young age he had been around blades and guns. He has quite masterful skills in both areas, and his training on the Imperial Academy even furthered them. He is a very analitical, and very strategic in all his moves. He has had Echani Training, aswell as survival training thanks to the Imperial Academy. He also has muscle memory, capable of remevering even the slightest of movements and mimics them. Flaws: He isn't much of a public speaker, and prefers to work alone, or atleast with the most minimal people as possible. He isn't much of a public speaker, or a good liar. He isn't very good of a pilot, but has shown quick progress (he is actually good for someone who has never driven a ship before). He is untrained with hsi raw potential in the force. He also has nightmares of when he killed Rache, which also leads to his fear or atleast the mistrust in most women. Roleplay Sample:"I loved you!" Alexander yelled as he rammed his armored gauntlet into the safe end of the vibroblade. He rammed the sword down, and pinned it to the ground. "Love doesn't mean anything in this Empire! Just die you idiot!" Rache said as she tried to pull the vibroblade back and got it from being pinned. Suddenly Alexander's foot rammed into Rache's chest. Her body flew back, losing her grip on her vibrosword. Alexander spun the double-sided vibroblade from his back, and jumped into the air. He flew at her, as he aimed his blade down, putting it inbetween his legs, ready to impale it into her. Her leg quickly flew outwards, and knocked him out of balance. His body rolled on the ground as his leg landed wrong. Suddenly the woman spun over and pulled the sword behind her back ready to hack down the man's body. It peirced the air behind her shoulder, as she let out a gasp. Alexander's blade rammed into her heart, ripping cleanly through it. Blood rolled down the blade, and into his fist which clentched the sword tightly. Rache let out a smile, and tears rolled down her face. "This is how it ends.." she said with a whisper. "I guess mom was right. A good man is hard to find. I'm glad I met you.." she let out from her breath, but she suddenly dropped down limp. Her tear dropped on his cheek, as Alexander looked away. Her lifeless body still slung over his blade. He moved his arm away as her body flung to her side, and off of his blade. Tears rolled down his eyes as he turned his head from the sight. He left the cold empty room. Now he'd have no choice but to destroy the Emporer and anyone who got in his way of doing so. > Character Application accepted, you may now begin Role-playing. -Ominous Bloodlust.
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