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Gaia Name: VoLt189
Character Name: Volt
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Human
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 140
Eye Colour: Black
Hair Colour: Black
Skin Complextion: White
Marks/Tattoo's/Etc.: A scar down his left eye
Character Description
Volt's body is of athletic build. His hair is black and long, about neck-length, combed to the right and parted at the left side of his head, and stubbled after shaving his rugged beard starting at the end of his sideburns and meeting at his chin where the mustache met. His facial expressions usually stay the same, rigid; however, it has changed time to time depending on his emotions. Unlike his facial expressions, his black eyes, now yellow and red boarded, never change. His eyes are piercing and reveal a horrible past filled with much pain and suffering... He is also dressed in a custom Dark Jedi outfit with a sleeveless black long coat, a vertically stripped black leather shirt with shoulder pads and long blue sleeves, black leather pants, black leather boots, knee length, and a black belt where his lightsaber hangs from a hook on the left side of his belt. (For better description, look at my signature.)

Home Planet: Tatooine
Starting Planet: Coruscant
Relations: None
Character History
Hatred! Anger! Confusion! All three now blind Volt from reality! The wounds from his training in the Jedi Temple still burn even today. He could remember the taste of his sweat after a long day's worth of training with his Master. The joyous memories he shared with other Padawans are burned into his mind--leaving horrid mental scares all along the creases of his brain--haunting him every since that day, three years ago, when he made the decision to turn his back from his teachings and his believes and take the path of the exile!

But now, he has a new path. One fulled with power and truth, unlike the Jedi who keep secrets from their students... Deep in space, where the "Dominator" hides, Volt knelt in front of his new Master with honor and waited patiently for his mission... "Yes, my Master... It shall be done..."

Alignment: Imperial
Occupation: Dark Jedi
Skills: 1) Pilot 2) Repair 3) Weapons (Blasters, swords, lighstabers, etc.)

Weapons: A red single-sided lightsaber
Ship: Light starship
Personal Belongings: Blue double-sided lightsaber and ruined Jedi Knight robes.

Roleplay Sample
That's him...
The Jedi?
Look how he walks!
Get off our planet, scum!
Just wait until the Intergalactic Alliance Troops get here!

Volt traveled through the dusty and crowded streets of Tatooine while listening to the comments of strangers. The blazing sun burned the back of his neck, which made it harder for him to keep a single chain of thought. Sweat ran down his face and dripped from his chin and the tip of his nose, splashing against the sandy ground. There was news that the Intergalactic Alliance Troops have come to Tatooine looking for the remaining few Jedi that might be residing here on this planet.

Finally fed up with the heat, Volt decided to enter the local cantina for a nice refreshing drink and a cool place to sit. As he sat there, staring at the variety of species and races, the sounds of clattering armor overcame the lounge music playing in the background.

You there! You're coming with us!

Volt reacted violently and flipped the table over, pulling his double-sided lightsaber out and igniting it. Blaster rifles were immediately fired directly at him, while all the people bewilderedly tried to run out of the cantina. Using his lightsaber, he was able to take out most of the rookie troopers by deflecting their shots back at them, but he was trapped in the cantina, nonetheless. While the troopers reloaded their weapons, he deactivated his lightsaber and quickly took refuge behind the table he had turned over. Searching through his pants pockets, he pulled out one grenade, a flash grenade. Knowing this might be his only chance of escape; he quickly pulled the pin and threw it over the table towards the troopers. The troopers scrum, trying to figure out what it was.

Flash grenade! Cover your eyes, men!

But by the time they had realize what kind of grenade it was, it was too late. The grenade had exploding, blinding everyone who looked directly at its path. Quickly taking action, Volt spun out from behind the table and ran outside of the cantina. He rushed passed the people moving towards him, trying to reach the docking bays where had landed his ship. Volt knew it was no longer safe for him here on Tatooine.

Accepted ~ Sephi

(I'll edit this latter)
Gaia Name: Zeo Draken
Character Name: Kyl-Pre Ludeh
Gender: M
Age: 37
Race: human
Character Description: The one on the right

Home Planet: Coruscant
Starting Planet: Coruscant
Relations: Master to a Padawan (Natalie Lightfire)
Character History He was a Rebel Soldier only 19 at the battle of Endor, After surviving the battle and the New Repulic and Jedi order had been established he was one of a few "Too Old" people to become Jedi (like Kyle Katarn) he was given a padawan Learner named Natalie lightfire together they have gone on many missions and have developed a close bond. Very much like Obi-Wan Kenobi, Wise and powerful, looks only to do good in the Galaxy.

Alignment: Jedi of the new Jedi order.
Occupation: Jedi Master
Skills: All basic Jedi Skills (Push, Mind Trick, Etc.)

Weapons: Yellow Lightsaber
Ship ADV Jedi Starfighter (Recovered from the Clone Wars and Re-built)
Personal Belongings: Astromech Droid R7-88

Roleplay Sample
"Yes... now, I have one more thing to take care of... you can come too..."
He began to head back to the cantina, he wasn't going to leave Lia alone in that retched hive of scum and vilany.

You ain't being a master whee ~ Sephi

Gaia Name:..... ..
Character Name: Maniac/ Quilan shan
Gender:male
Age: maniacs age+3 (forgot what it was)
Race: human
Character Description: -copy/paste-

Home Planet: Talravin
Starting Planet: Amga-305
Relations: single
Character History copy/paste too

Alignment: Teiravan alliance
Occupation: former jedi master, now "neutral forced pre-master" or something/teiravan alliance militairy leader
Skills: fart on command

Weapons: 2 lightsabers, blue and green, 1 dl-44 blaster
Ship Tei-334 XO-wing
Personal Belongings: stuff, datapad, bag of weed, some other standard stuff, a medpack

Roleplay Sample

Maniac did a little dance in the room, everyone started laughing at this idiotic appearance noone would expect of the militairy leader... "this will proof a strategy of incredible effectiveness"

idiots...

Gaia Name: Master Jani
Character Name: Jani Vosh
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Human
Character Description: long Red hair, blue eyes, 5'11', 125 lbs, thin (but physically fit), Headstrong, arrogant, very persuasive

Home Planet: Dantooine/Naboo (See history for details)
Starting Planet:Coruscant
Relations: Secertly Infatuated with a civilian from Naboo called Courtney, a girl he knew when he was growing up on naboo. He often meets with courtney when he has free time. Their love remains a secret, even to the Jedi. Jani has no known familly. Jani has befriended A Jedi his age Called Adonis.
Character History:Jani was born on Dantooine and taken in by the Jedi when he was 6 years old. His mother Died in childbirth and his father was killed before that. Jani was raised on Naboo for 6 years by a woman called Michelle before he was taken in by the Jedi. His only pleasant Memories are of his former master, Master Lacy who was killed by a sith lord called Darth Amon.Jani once Knew how to weild a lightsaber and carried a custom made hilt with a green colored blade. When Jani knew how to weild a lightsaber he fought the sith lord and lost his right hand and his lightsaber was split in two. Jani kept his dead masters lightsaber(See "Lightsaber") to remind him of her teachings. It has been almost 7 years since Jani has used a lightsaber and cannot remember much about it other than how to build one and ignite it, his dueling memories are lost to him and he requires further training to use it again. Jani Has not had a Jedi Teacher for 2 years now and is still seeking a master. In his freetime, Jani Makes adjustments on his ancient T3 Model droid F4-C11, whom he built with a man he once knew on tattooine, now dead. Jani is highly aware of his own exceptional abilities which often make him arrogant; The dark side tempts him much more easily than it would a Jedi trained at an earlier age....
Alignment: Republic
Occupation:Jedi (Initiate)
Skills:piloting, electronics, charisma (Very persuasive, as before)
Weapons:Lightsaber: Blue Blade(below)

Lightsaber History: In Jani's old days as a padawan learner Jani Built his first lightsaber. The handle was similar to his master's in design but the blade was green. With this first Lightsaber Jani only used for training. It was destroyed in a out of control training program. Jani's second attempt to build a lightsaber was much quicker than his first. now the handle was a design less like his masters and reflected his own creativity. this new lightsabers blade was orange. Jani kept this lightsaber for almost 3 years before it was destroyed in a battle against a sith lord.
Jani's latest lightsaber was not built by him, but found in the ruins of an old city in bespin. Jani believes he found this lightsaber through the will of the force but was disturbed to find a hand still attached to it. Jani has had this lightsaber for over a year now but since he lost his master not long ago, he has forgotten how to even weild a lightsaber.
Ship The Raven V
Personal Belongings: An ancient T3 droid-F4-C11, his former masters Lightsaber(Same one he carries/uses), a necklace Courtney gave him before he left Naboo to become a Jedi (resembles a cross with spiderwebs on it.)
Roleplay Sample

*Jani awoke from meditation and stood up. It was Dark out and most of the other Jedi were in their rooms or roaming the corridors. Jani Threw on his robe and put the hood up. He Grabbed his utility belt and clipped his Lightsaber to it and put it on. He headed for the hangar and entered the cockpit of his starfighter, The Raven V. Jani started the ship and thought to himself.

Perhaps I should have brought F4...

*But It was getting Late and he needed to be with his loved one. he needed to leave before he was seen. The raven lifted from the ground and Jani headed for Naboo.*

(WARNING: Jani WILL turn to the Darkside eventually.)

Accepted ~ Sephi

Edit: Changed my mind. What did we say about having met and/or being related to people from the movies? gonk ~ Sephi

oops, missed that, I think everything is in order now, sorry for the inconvenience

Gaia Name: Pyrotechnic Oracle
Character Name: Trance Shada
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Race: Echani
Character Description:
Trance is an Echani. As an Echani he is most at home in battle. Even in the heat of the feircest confrontation his mind is crystal clear, allowing his thoughts and movments to be exact and percise.

He stands at six feet even. His skin, hair, and eyes are all white, so its all right (XD). His features are plain, and nothing special. Some creatures find them attractive, and just as many find them appalling. His physical build is that of all Echani, toned with extremly defined rock hard muscles.

You will never see Trance wearing any form of armor. The weight of armor restricts his movements and slows him down. Trance wears the typical robes of a dark Jedi, jet black, and with the hood almost always up, casting a shadow over the majority of his face. Under the robes trances wears a black hiroka

The large sleeves allow him to hide his saber very easily, and while physically fighting, the wave like movement of the sleeves as they flow through the air can serve to distract his opponents.

After an encounter with a JDAT which ended in a plasma explosion, Trances entire body was covered with thin and intricately weaving scars caused by plasma charged shrapnel that was able to tear through his flesh before the force shield enveloped his body. Though the bacta tank was able to repair his ribs and broken arm, and was able to quickly heal the plasma burns, it still left thin scars behind.

These scars are some what of a work of art. They clash in every direction all over his body, spider webbing in some places. The only places that was unmarked was the left side of his face as he turned to look away from the light of the explosion. Trance keep his entire body covered. These marks tend to draw attention to him, and attention is not something he wants. To keep his face covered, Trance has constructed a mask formed from what was left of the JDATs helmet after the explosion. The wraith like robes and the dark t-shaped visor of his mask intimidate and induce a small sense of fear in most individuals. Many simply step aside before he can even tell them to move.

Home Planet: Telos
Starting Planet: Korriban
Relations: None.
Character History

Trance was born the restored world of Telos to a loving mother and father. He was the fifth child in seven. Like all Ecahni, his features are almost exactly alike to his brothers and sisters. His face was plain and soft. His skin and hair were albino, completely white. And like all Echani, his physical form was very strong from the rigors training exercises his mother an father put him through.

As an Echani, a race that sees battle as a form of art and pure expretion of feelings, he has been taught to fight with a martial art that is considered one of the best in the galaxy. From the day he could walk all on his own he had been taught to fight and to defend himself if the need ever arise. Trance was considered some what of a prodigy, already mastering the Echani arts at the age of six, and then going on to learn the martial arts of other races, such as those from the Twi'lek, Rodian, Trandosion, Faleen, Human, and Mandalorian. Mastering these arts has aloud him to defend and attack against a multitude of differently armed opponents, as well as contort his body in ways that would be impossible to just about any one else. Afourding him speed, reflexis, agility, and strength that wasotherwise unmatched by normle sentient beings. One of his favored arts when fighitng from a distenced is the Rodian style. The Rodian in thier earlyer years perfected a throwing art that is nearly unmatched. When mastered, one can pin a sand nat with a tooh pick with out killing it. One of the more extraordinary arts he has mastered is the art of Acupressure

Acupressure is an art that allows the user to deal tremendous damage to their enemies body. The nervous system of many of the creatures in the galaxy is relatively the same as the Echani. But some nerves are either located in different areas, deeper in the body, or simply do not exist on some species. Trance as been forced to augment slightly some of the techniques he has learned in order to deal with those differences.

Trance led a normal life until the age of 17. Bounty hunting had become popular, and Trance knew that with his skills he could be a master at it. His parents tried to steer him away from it. They had managed to get him a job teaching the Echani martial art to Republic soldiers, but he refused to do it. There was no excitement teaching martial arts to others, espescialy to soilders who auported a stagnet form of government. If anything, he wanted to use his skills to hurt. These dark emotions troubled his parents, and again they tried to reason him away from them. It was at the age of seventeen that Trance ran away from his parents, took the next ship to Coruscant and started a life of bounty hunting

His skill with martial arts aloud him to take his bounty heads down with out resorting to killing them. Not once was he ever forced to bring in a corpse. Word spread quickly of a new young bounty hunter who had little to no trouble with any job he was given and that he always delivered. And in only three years he was just as well known as Boba Fett once was, and almost just as equally hated. Trance never took partners. There was never a need to. He some how always managed to take down the target before things got too hairy for one Echani to handle.

Trance spent only three years as a bounty hunter, he had accumulated a wealth that surpassed that of some of his employers. But, for some odd reason, he all of a sudden sold every thing he had, put the majority of his credits in several different accounts on several different banking worlds, bought an old run down shuttle, and left for a dead world on the outer rim.

The true reason for this is that he had been hearing voices and some times would receive strange feelings before certain events. He consulted with one of the few people he trusted on this matter and was told that some of it pointed to signs of force sensitivity. His first thought, if it was true, was to seek out the Jedi. He had heard that they had set up camp on the planet Korriban. But as he thought more about it, he decided against it. The reason he fell into bounty hunting was his love of fighting. The Jedi would restrict this. Their faulty code of peace was laughable. Trance instead sought out the sith, or the dark Jedi as they are called now. But he later found that they two were just as weak as the Jedi.

The Jedi code is that of restraining all emotions, especially in battle. And the code of the Sith is that of unbridled emotions. Both codes felt weak to Trance. You can not restrain emotion in battle, for battle is emotion. And yet, at the same time, you can not allow your emotions to lead you. For if you do, you will become blinded by them, and you will be your own downfall.
The dark jedi, however, fit with what Trance wanted for himself. They promised power, and that is all he has ever wanted.

Trances was in a half sleep like state when his ship finally arrived at Korriban. The ships auto-navigation had malfunctioned and had not stopped the ship before it became caught in the gravitational pull of the planet. The ship crashed on the planet, leaving Trance and his droid stranded in the Korriban waists.

Trance wandered through the waists, some how called to the temple on Korriban, lead by a mysterious voice that apparently only he could hear. He would later learn that these were the voices of dark lords and Jedi long since passed. Perhaps this was the reason that the current Dark Lord of the time accepted him, for it seemed that any other reason would not have been good enough.

Trance learned as much as he could, and went as far as he was able to with out having to submit to a master. His force powers came to him almost instantly, in only a few days he had mastered basic force powers as well as a few others. Trance had always been a prodigy, but it was the construction of his lightsaber that impressed himself the most. It had been done in a trance like form, and under tutelage of yet another dead Jedi. The sheer mechanics of it were extraordinary. Instead of using external buttons, the saber utilized an internal activation plate that recognizes only Trance and can only be activated through use of the force. This makes it impossible for others to use his saber.

While on Korriban, Trance encountered a very strange type of trooper called a JDAT. Trance never knew what he was, or who. Through the force his enemy felt like some one very familiar, but he was never given the chance to see his face. The JDAT unintentionally became a kamikaze as Trance sliced its legs, and accidentally sliced through the fuel tank for its jetpack. Trance was saved only by a reflexive use of the force shield technique.

After waking, he wondered back into the temple and headed directly for the medical room. The resulting explosion from the JDATs pack did not kill him. But the rough landing had cracked several ribs and broken his right arm, and it also turned out that small pieces of plasma charged shrapnel had gotten through before the shield activated, leaving thin yet deep cuts all over his body.

He submerged himself in a bacta tank. The tanks healing probes calculated that three days would be more than enough time to heal all his aliments. Something went wrong though. The tank malfunctioned, and instead of keeping him sleeping for three days, it introduced chemicals that resulted in a comma that would last for three years.

Alignment: Neutral.
Occupation: Dark Jedi Master
Skills: Extremly well learned fighting (bare hand and armed), Piloting, dark force powers.

Weapons: left hand single bladed lightsaber
right hand single blade cerimonial lightsaber

Ship Prelude, a stolen and then modified SDS Armed Star Courier. Modified with six retractable disruptor lasers, three on either side of the dager like protursion of the ship, and utilizing a class 0.1 hyper drive. Making it one of the fastest ships in the galaxy. It's cloaking device utilizes lines of rare stygium crystals that are rowed up and down the long end of the craft to provide a perfect and nearly unmatched cloaking field

Personal Belongings: An ancient T3 astromech.

Role-play Sample

Several hours passed, the hot sun had set before the little astro-meck had found its master lying out in the desert waists. The malfunctioning saucer head proceeded to role over him several time before coming to the conclusion that he would need a more drastic method of waking up.

A small metal rod extended from the middle of the astro-mechs chasse. The rod sparked with blue electrical energy and hummed softly. The droid prodded its master several times, electrical energy snapping form the rod to Trances flesh. The area began to crack and burn and boil, but to no avail.

The droid went through its memory core, going over thousands of other ways to wake up a humanoid. It stopped on one that had several physical ailments listed along with one answer: ADMINISTER IMMEDIATE MEDICAL ATTENTION. The droid whistled loudly as though it had no idea that is what you do to a victim with severe plasma burns and several broken bones.

The droid retracted its stun rod and produced claw tiped rod. Graped between the mandibles of the claw was a tube with a needle on the end. It slowly drove the needle into Trances arm, a hiss was heard from the cylander as the small chemical container inside was punctured and its contents released into Trances blood stream. The droid drove several more needles into Trance before he finally regained enough consciousness to stand on his own. The little droid chirped madly at its acomplishment. Trance, for the umpteenth time, made a mental note to have it dismanteled and to buy a new one.

Trance began to walk slowly back to the temple, stumbling every now and then. He was in so much pain. His body hurt far worse than it had when he crashed on the planets surface only three weeks before. He soon became aware that his droid companion was not along side with him on the way back. He could hear its jittering tweets and chirps from some were in the desert waists. It was too dark to see it now. The only thing he could make out was the faint glow of the temples lamps as their light bathed the sand through the open door.

He was about 30 feet from the entrance when he tripped over something. He looked down at his feet and saw his light saber, fully intact, half buried in the sand. He reached over and picked it up before lifting himself of the ground with the arm that wasn't broken. He was perplexed as to how his saber could have survived the blast. No matter, it saved him from the work of having to make a second one.

It took him about half an hour to mase his way to the medical bay in his condition. A nice cool Bacta tank was waiting for him there. He stripped down to his under clothing and hooked himself up to the breather. He climbed up to the top of the tank and with what force powers he could summon he lowered himself in. He could almost instantly feel the healing chemical penetrate his pours and begin its work on his charred body and broken bones.

The little droid rolled in some time later. Trance gazed down at what it had in one of its clawed poll arms; it was grasping what looked to be a battered and melted helm. A T-shaped visor, partially melted, stared back at Trance. Trance nearly burst into an uncontrollable laughter right there in the Bacta tank, in his near skivvies and all. He wanted a trophy of his encounter with this thing, something to prove that he had come out on top, and so he had one.

The little droid could tell its master was happy. It began to cheer wildly and spin in place, beeping its little saucer shaped head off. But, for the existence of it, it could not figure out why.

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Accepted ~ Sephi

Gaian Name: Yue of White Feathers
Name: Yue Feathers
Gender: Male
Age: Seventeen
Race: Aeon/Human variant
Physical Description: Yue has long silky black hair that falls on either side of his face, after six inches of black there is silver and it shines as if they have been dipped in the molten metal. He wears his hair tied back so the hair falls freely down his spine; it hangs roughly two feet from his head. He has granite gray eyes; the irises shift occasionally as if they are clouds and are surrounded by black, instead of the usual white. He wears a high collared cloak that buttons up, the collar coming up to his nose so that from the bottom of his nose to the floor is covered. The cloak also has a very large hood that he usually never uses. He is very fond of a sakket the he usually tips over his eyes. There is fabric hanging all around the sakket like curtains except for the portion that is in front of his eyes. There are also bells hanging from the hat and make a sound only when he wills them to, showing his habit of being stealthy.


Home world: Hapan Consortium.
Stationary Planet: Fourth moon of Yavin
Relations: Single, searching for loved one.
Character History:
Most things that are known about Yue are either rumors, or guesses...not much is known about the Pydrian race in which he supposedly comes from...and less is known about him...


Alignment: Neutral Evil
Occupation: Mukenin :: Exciled Dark Force User ::Skills:
Speed, Stealth, Piloting.

Weapons: Two one handed silver bladed Lightsabers, the handles carved from silver, the ends of the hilts can lock together to form a lightsaber staff. He usually keeps throwing weapons such as kunai and shuriken within his cloak as well.



Yue's Starships:
Modified Nubian Scurrg H-6 Prototype Bomber [ Midnight Daggar ]

Specs:
Six forward facing laser cannons, arranged three to a wing. Fire linked to allow all three to fire at a single target. Extremely powerful rotation laser cannon turret is mounted atop of the bomber. During firefights, the turret can coordinate with the other laser cannons or cover the bomber's rear and flank. Bomblet generator produces devastating energy bombs, which are released via two bomb chutes. The bomblet generator provides a continuous supply of explosives. Each bomb chute can hold up to five bombs, but the generator draws power from the main generator to replenish the energy supply over time. Upgraded weapons, devastation missiles, explosive proximity mines, and ionized cluster missiles that can tear through enemy shields are another part of the ships armament. Weapon system with independent targeting computer. Two astromechs housed inside the fighter provide additional support. Two modified Novaldex J-77 " Event Horizon " engines. Thrust vectoring allows great maneuvering along with tight turns. These engines allow the Dagger to attain a speed of 1200 KPH in the atmosphere. The starship can reach sublight speeds up to 3000g in space. The hyperdrive core is a class .7 good enough for the ship, but certainly not the best. The ship is twenty-two meters long and has a black color scheme, mixed with chrome silver tribal symbols, the tribal symbols are decorational as well as meaningful to Yue. They are mostly words and sayings that haunt his mind. They remind him and all who see the ship that he is an outcast, exiled man, and a loner. The symbols inspire fear in those around him, giving them a second thought before they open fire on his ship. Very little battle scars mark the surface of the Midnight Daggar, because of the awesome skill at which Yue pilots all his ships, and because of the armor. Midnight...not expendable by Yue's standards was equipped with a triple layer of deflector shields, in exchange for a better hyperdrive. The armor was also replaced with an experimental quantum armor that was mixed with a bioorganism to produce an almost living metal able to repair small damage and battle scarring over long periods of time. The Daggar was configured to let Yue either sleep in peace in a pretty large living quarters. Or pilot in the cockpit, which had seats for five. It was a small fighter with only a very limited storage area, the bedchamber, and the cockpit.
Bio:
After Yue was exiled from Hapes...he fled in his small Miy'til Fighter. He was able to reach Coruscant without much trouble and sold the small starship for quite a sum of money. He got word of a prototype starship show, and attended it, looking at all the new starships and other types of ships. He was drawn by a prototype that was being made for Naboo, a Nubian Scurrg... After the show, he stayed after, and hid within the building. He hotwired the Scurrg, and stole it from Coruscant, fleeing to Tatooine where he could start customizing the ship... He finished and just in time for his sister to catch up with him...his small starfighter flew circles around her large bulky Nova Cruisers and he was able to escape once again.

MandalMotors Starviper- Class Stealth Attack Platform [ Deathe Vipor ]

Specs:
A pair of Taim and Bak Ht-12 double heavy laser cannons, each mounted on a forward extending arm with a 180-degree field of fire. Two forward facing Borstel proton torpedo launchers complete the weapons package. MandalMotors created a new and extraordinary advanced targeting computer coupled with an experimental laser sighting system. The targeting system allows the Deathe Vipor's weapons to perform far beyond their manufacture specifications. The engines and maneuverability can rival that of a Tie Interceptor. MandalMotors provided the starship with four adjustable wings, each capped with two microthrusters. Both thrust nacelles and wings constantly move during flight, creating the illusion that the Vipor is a bizarre, living creature. To achieve top speeds or travel in the atmosphere, the Vipor's wings folded closed behind the cockpit, in combat the four wings expanded for unmatched maneuverability. The ship could achieve a speed of 1000 KPH in the atmosphere, and sublight speeds up to 4240g. Because it was a short-range starfighter...Yue only equipped it with a hyperdrive class-1. It was unspeakably quiet, and could literally fly not twenty feet above a man and still be quiet enough to make no noise only create a breeze. The wings and the craft were heavily armored in Yue's famous, well sought, and extraordinary quantum armor. Each wing also contained one of the Vipor's four separate power generators, along with reserve fuel tanks for long-distance journeys. The Deathe Vipor is also equipped with a state-of-the-art deflector shield, that automatically transmits more coverage where it senses the blast coming from while still covering the rest of the craft in a full protective barrier. It can fend off up to twelve different laser blasts without weakening the shields. Inside the small starfighter there is little but the controls and a small compartment behind the pilot seat, not wanting to reduce the speed or maneuverability of the craft caused MandalMotors to only make room for one man and maybe some meager belongings.
Bio:
After Yue stole the Midnight Daggar and turned her into a formidable craft...he began to search for a smaller, faster, and more maneuverable craft. After having several run ins with Black Sun and their criminal organization, he decided to spy on them...hearing that Prince Xizor was ordering such a craft that he wanted...he made his way to MandalMotors and after the Virago had been made...he ordered that MandalMotors make a similar craft for himself. He ordered that he wanted less speed and quieter...with a large check he swayed the men into making him the awesome craft that could rival Price Xizor's in combat. He went back to Tatooine, and this time only changed the paint scheme of his awesome new starship.

Modified Coreillian Action VI Transport [ Dragons Claw ]

Specs:
The modified freighter has four retractable turbolasers, all suitable for battling capital ship as well as three retractable double heavy laser cannons to ward off smaller starships, two retractable ion cannons, and one proton torpedo launcher than can be fit with other destructive missiles. Even though all these weapons adorn the ship the Claw was not meant for battle, and those weapons were only precaution against larger more dangerous ships. Its carrying capacity is what drew Yue to it, it could hold 90,000 metric tons of cargo. Yue with two more starships needed a freighter of some sort, and the Dragons Claw was just what he was looking for. The hull is covered in reinforced armor...the same experimental quantum armor that Yue uses on all of his starships. Deflector shields with almost the same properties as the Deathe Vipor's have also been installed, with a dedicated power generator. Yue has many friends throughout the galaxy even though he seems to be wanted everywhere as well. His friends and contacts in many places around the galaxy can send him steady streams of data about what he needs to know. Especially since he is looking for his lost loved one. To support the data being transmitted to him, a sophisticated hyperraddio array grants Yue instant access to his friends, spies, and contacts while HoloNet transceivers monitor countless broadcasts from around the galaxy. The sensor system includes a masking device that conceals the Dragons Claw from casual scans and sends false transponder information regarding the ships cargo. Alterations in the cargo hold include life support systems for transporting passengers or animals. Yue carries Midnight Daggar, Deathe Vipor, and a Mobquet Flare-S Swoop Bike. A small docking bay and extendable force tube allows the Dragons Claw to " Grip " or link to small ships while in space. The medical bay can treat nearly any humanoid species, while the droid hold contains assorted astromechs and GNK power druids. There is also a hold in which coffin like prison holds are used for prisoners which can include force users if Yue wishes it. Of course the Dragons Claw is decorated with the usual black paint scheme with the almost threatening designs. The freighter has large living quarters that can be used to sustain up to four people for months at a time. Yue customized the engines and upgraded them a bit, making the highest sublight speed 3000g about the speed of the Millennium Falcon, its atmospheric speed can rarely exceed 1000 KPH however making the shields and armor of the Dragon the most important fail safe. The hyperdrive core is a class .5 the best out of all of his starships.
Bio:
Yue needed a freighter to carry his ships from one planet system to another and found this discarded freighter. He easily plaited it with his own special armor and tuned up the engines, added some shields, some weapons systems and the hyperradio. On his hunt for Raina...Yue would continuously go to different star systems to checkup on his spies and contacts...with the hyperradio he no longer needed to do such a thing. Yue became an infamous bounty hunter that rivaled even Boba Fett, because of his hyperradio finding lost or hiding people became easier and he soon became very wealthy... He would not settle down though and after eight months sent an order to the Kiminoans, telling them he needed a fleet of starships and enough men to pilot them. Its been three years of searching and assassination ploys...he has more riches than most on Corscant, rivals Boba Fett in Bounty hunting, is feared by both the Black Sun and New Republic. His sister still hunts him, and follows whatever trail he leaves, but as he has become more talented, she has slightly given up hope and returned home. Yue received word from the Claw, that the Kimenoans are ready to ship the fleet, Yue at the moment is stationed on Yavin Four, and soon the fleet will come out of hyperspace and land on Yavin Four. The still young prince doesn't favor the Republic or Black Sun, and he doesn't want to stir up trouble...he just wants a formidable army...

Yue Starship Equipment:
All of Yue's starships have a lot of things in common because of his tastes, but there are some unique things about each.
Droid Brain: This allows all of Yue's starships to be piloted with utmost skill during emergencies. If Yue cannot get any one of his ships into the Dragons Claw's hangar, he only needs to press a button on a summoning unit, and it will allow the ship to pilot itself as if Yue was in it. This also allows Yue to use his small army of starships all at one time, and special observation devices in all his ships allow the ships to learn his maneuvers and skills when he pilots. This device also lets him summon his ships when he might be far away from them.
Aeon Designs: Yue was born on Hapes...where every thousand years or so an Aeon is born...Yue is one of these...a long dead language than only he can speak, read, and write plagues his mind, and so he decorates his ships with these symbols and words in the ancient language, reminding him of all his failures and that he is an exiled man. The designs seem to have a fearful effect on those he battles making them think twice about attacking any one of his ships.
Bioorganic Quantanium Armor: Yue is very into both organics, and machines...and stumbled across a discovery that has saved his life countless times. Yue discovered that a certain organism could be mixed with a quantum armor to produce an armor that regenerates over time. He has shared his discovery with no one, and it has never been leaked out into the open, but all three of his starships are plated and coated with the material.
Personal Belongings: Yue has a large assortment of clothing used for stealth and a headband...and sakket...but that is about all he keeps with him other than his weapons and ships.

Roleplay Sample:



A freighter came out of hyperspace, a black and customized Corellian Action VI Transport slowly making its way towards the planet, its surface black and red, filled the view ports. The pilot though instead of turning and heading home with the sight of the dark planet, adjusted the sublight engines and headed into the atmosphere of the planet, he came out of the atmosphere...the Dragon Claw's hull sizzled with the heat, the pilot engaged the atmospheric engines, and pulled up, on the controls, his ship flying fifty meters above the surface of the planet. He spotted a large palace like structure, and set the coordinates, letting the ship do the work as is landed softly on a large patch of black lava rock. Repulserlifts went off about the ship stabilizing it and releasing hot steam. The pilot set the ship into a shutdown cycle, and decided to set the controls to standby in case the people on this planet didn't want any visitors. The pilot walked out of the cockpit and down a hallway, pressing a button on the wall that made a door slide up and out of view, the landing ramp moving slowly to the ground in front of him, he walked down the ramp onto the black lava rock. He walked slowly and rhythmically, his footsteps making less sound than that of the wind outside. Upon his head, a large hood, that cascaded down enough to shade his eyes. A mask, glinting silver as the light from the lightning lit the surface, black designs, symbolic over the silver surface of the mask, the black hard to determine where the designs ended and the shadows began. A long gash across the forehead of the mask, showing that he was an outcast, loner, and hunted man. Two long slits in the mask were the eyeholes, and as he walked out of the lighted parts of the ship, a glow of silver as bright as lightning, shone through. The huge black cloak that adorned his shoulders was nothing hard to miss. The high collar of the cloak rose about his face and neck in a circle, hiding from where his neck met his shoulders to half way up the mask. The cloak had a seam that ran down from the collar to the bottom of the cloak, behind the seam, buttons held the cloak about his figure. The huge sleeves of the cloak covered his arms, hands, and fingers, as they hung loosely at his side. The sleeves came down a good foot from his fingers, swallowing up his arms and making his arms invisible within the folds of cloth. His midnight black cloak camouflaged him well in the darkness, though the silver glowing clouds on his cloak made him stand out. There were silver clouds spaced about his cloak, which glowed in the darkness as if made from molten metal, they also shifted slowly across his cloak like moonlit clouds across the night sky. The cloak's bottom hovered only a few centimeters from the ground, moving itself over obstacles as he walked. His long bangs hung lower than the hood covered, the silver tips glinted in the light as if they had been dipped in silver. His head within the large hood turned to look up at the large palace in front of him, behind his mask of black and silver, no emotions played on his face. He stepped forward, towards the towering structure, and the landing ramp of his ship rose, the paint scheme on the ship mimicking the black and silver of his mask, and was hard to spot as it was camouflaged in this wasteland of a planet. Yue had made his entrance...
Yue before letting his foot touch the carved rock that was the entrance of the large palace, he reached out with the force, letting it tell him if danger was near, he sensed nothing and took a step onto the threshold. Not knowing much about Sith and their ways, he could hardly hope for an upper advantage with negotiation...and them known for their bloodthirsty ways... He walked on, his booted feet making no sound...and he continued to think into the darkness. If he were right...they would know he was there...and that he was trespassing..., but Yue wasn't the one to worry...and he didn't think that knocking would have helped. As he continued to walk in the dark corridors, he noticed something...it was really quiet, and empty. He closed his eyes and felt the force around him, it was everywhere...and he used it to reach through every nick and cranny of the palace like structure, to search for some being of life....He found nothing, he opened his eyes and came to a conclusion that this must be a burial sight...and if it was...he was in more trouble than he could begin to imagine...so...he decided to explore a bit more before he left. He followed a set of staircases up to a high tower in the palace, walking through another series of hallways, he came to a great balcony...walked out on it and looked out about the land, with the rustling wind, dark landscape, and hot temperature... He was quite at home he thought...
Yue looked about the dark landscape one more time, and then to his starship hidden among the rest of the dark land. He turned to look at the palace, finding a large flat area that might have been some sort of arena or coliseum, he pressed a remote within his cloak, and then pointed it at the middle of the coliseum like structure, his ship lifted off the ground and sailed smoothly to the place where he had pointed the remote. Now at least, there would be less suspicion if someone approached the palace. The ship was pretty well hidden within the coliseum and would hardly be noticed with all the black stone that the palace was created from. He turned and walked off the balcony, and searched, for a room he might be able to stay in, looking through many doorways and hallways he finally spotted a large room, it had recent trappings and objects. Perhaps the palace wasn't as deserted as he thought, looking about the room, he entered a separate area that seemed to be more living quarters, things that resembled a bathroom, the bedroom, and a large and dark room that suggested a good place for meditation. Rather than leave, he moved to what seemed like a bed, removed his boots and mask, his hood and large cloak still comfortable as he laid down upon the bed, he let his conscious mind float warily as he fell into a slumber.



That doesn't look like the right app. Change it ~ Sephi

"]Gaian Name: Anubus20
Character Name: Slodar Finarc (a funny way my freind found of generating a name, using personal info, lol)
Character Age: 20
Character Alignment: Nuetral
Stationary Planet: Tatooine

Preffered Profession: Inventor/Mechaninc/Bounty Hunter
Weapons: Two rapid fire blaster rifles, 1 blaster sniper, a slew of concussion grenades and Thermal detonaters.
Owned Vehicles: A modified Fire spray, following the schematics he stole from the rebels after they confuscated boba fetts ship (in the bounty hunter books). Slodar modified the ship with a hyperdrive engine, twin ion/laser blasters, concussion missle launchers, a holding bay, droid storage area, proton torpedo launchers, back up generator and stabalizers, etc.

Other important possesions: Wrist mounted net launcher, Back-pack which contains six reinforced durasteel spider like limbs that raise slodar into the air and allow him to climb vertical serfaces, a jet pack, four hovering turret droids, a belt that generates a modified version of a roller droids sheild, several maintance droids that help repair Slodars ship, a portable proton torpedo cannon (long reload time), and wireless hacking equipment.

Role-Play Example! This Is a MUST!: Slodar walked into the cantina waiting for his mark, he knew that he'd fit right in, know one would expect a Jawa to ever be a bounty hunter, not only that but there commoness on Tattoine made him practically invisible. He saw the mark enter and made his way over to the human and tapped him on the side. The large figure turned to see the little fiery eyes staring up at him with one arm held up, the sleeve rolling back to reveal a blaster pistol. An awkward look crossed the mans face, "you gotta be kidding me, what do you think your doing little one?"
Slodar smiled, although it could not be seen within the blackness of his hood, as the man convulsed and fell onto the ground as a small droid hovered behind where the man had stood a small tazer retracting back into it. Slodar fired out a net at the man and drug him out of the cantinea, heading back to his ship to collect his bounty.

Height: 3ft 4in
Weight: 75lbs
Eye Colour: Bright Yellow
Hair Colour: Unkown, always hidden under hood.
Race: Jawa
Skin Complexion: Black (not black as in brown, black as in litterally black.)
Relations: None
Home Planet: Tatooine
Marks/Tattoo's/Etc.: Has several markings on his robe in the Jawa native tounge, marking who he has caught during his carreer as a bounty hunter.
Character Description: Takes adavantage of the fact that people don't take him seriously, is very sneaky and has a suprising arsenal when it comes to combat.
Character History: Slodar was born and lived as most Jawas, riding a sand crawler across the dune sea, scavaging and repairing droids for credits to live on. Unsatisfied as how life was going, Slodar began to build a ship on his free time after having come across the schematics for slave-1. After he finished he set off to make it on his own and proved himself in the bounty hunters guild by single handely defeating a Rancor and earned the respect of his peers.
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That doesn't look like the right app. Change it ~ Sephi

Gaia Name: Lanzer mrgreen
Character Name: Hyta uzijjy
Gender: female
Age: 167
Race: Teiravahn
Character Description: Picture look at the other app by me

Home Planet: Teiravuh
Starting Planet: AMGA-305
Relations: single
Character History during a very promising militairy career, Hyta quickly climbed ranks in the TA militairy forces. At the age of 164 years Hyta became the youngest Alliance Militairy leader ever, now in command of the alliance main forces. Recently after her election, maniac arrived on the planet AMGA-305, asking help of the militairy forces, and sub-command, also asking to expand the forces with several new ships. Maniac was an old friend of Hyta, and she immidiatly agreed. Now the war effort of the alliance is increasing by the day, preparing to reach their goal, freedom and independance of the systems.

Alignment: Teiravan Alliance
Occupation Militairy leader
Skills: Piloting, leadership, intelligence

Weapons: 1 TH-xcv heavy blaster, 1 light blaster
Ship: Command ship "independence", starfighter (same maniac has)
Personal Belongings: Heavy battle armor, all a commander would need

Roleplay Sample
mrgreen , the reaction everyone gets when drinking... AMSTEL BEER