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Gaia Name: ElladanKenet
Character Name: XDL- 006 "Anarion"
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Race: Human/Dug Spliced Clone
Character Description:
Okay, very awkward. Basically, you know that arm Anakin lost at Geonosis? Well, Palpatine had Dooku snatch it, and have it cloned, in case Anakin happened to die before he could become Darth Vader. Long story short, they cloned Anakin, but wanted to make him more powerful, so they spliced an embryo with a dug, and then added mechanical enhancements. The result was a creature that from a distance looked perfectly human, up close mostly human, and his structure was super-strong and flexible. Basically, he looks like Anakin. It's taken 1000 years to make the perfect clone.

Home Planet: Kamino (He's a clone!)
Starting Planet: Sith Temple
Relations: Jedi Master Jorrus C'baoth
Character History: Anarion was created from Anakin's lost left-arm and the genes of the Dug Sebulbu. It took 1000 years to make a perfect clone that could use the Force, pass for a human, weild lightsabers, and have the strength and dextility of a dug. There were 5 predecors to XDL-006, with 006 (Anarion) being the first to 'live normally', and be trained by the Sith.

Alignment: Neutral/ Evil
Occupation: Sith
Skills: Piloting, Force Powers, Lightsabering

Weapons: Twin, red lightstaffs, created for him
Ship: The Genocide (a modified Empirial Shuttle esentially)
Personal Belongings: a black lightsaber crystal, he keeps in his pants pocket.

Roleplay Sample: The project was done. After a millenia of hard work, cloning, and researching, the XDL-006 would be the greatest of our projects- a weapon not even Palpatine or Vader could've contended with in sheer potential.

Palpatine came to us first, Kamino, with the arm of a long dead Jedi. He convided in us his dependancy in the Jedi, and told us he wanted another, more powerful if we could help it.

Cloning Anakin was no problem. Analogous with the time of Grand Admiral Thrawn, we had successully replicated him, and matured him in a month. He aged normally for 50 years after that, until he died.

This first Anarion, XDL-001, was the prototype; just to see if we could do it. Using insturctions given to us from a rogue Jedi of the name Mal, we determined 001 could indeed use the Force, and was just as strong a Anakin. Also, due to Palpatine's orders, his mental structure was untempored.

A perfect clone, in all senses.

Next, we needed the skill that would make him stronger: power, speed/agility, and dextirity. As a jedi (or Sith), he would need these characteristics, but the best way to fo this would be to splice him. So, the question was, which organism would be best to splice with?

The very one Anakin Skywalker hated most: Dugs. Like the one Anakin raced against on Tatooine, Dugs were extremely mobile, could use both arms and feet to do any number of things, and were proportionately, twice as strong.

XDL-002 was the successful splicing. By combing Dug DNA with a cloned embryo, the result was exactly as we hoped. Dressed in the black tunic e gave him, he looked almost exactly human from a distance, and even as close as a few meters, seemed more 'human' than other homo sapiens. He was the first succesful Dug/Human hybrid.

XDL-003 was more complicated. To make him 'the most powerful', even having dug and jedi strength would not be enough against an overwhelmingly powerful opponent, such as space slug. So, to further increase his strength, which already allowed him to lift 300 pounds and jump 12 feet straight up, we implanted some bio-grade inhibitor chips. A really fascinating work, borrowed from the Yuuzhan Vong, basically, a seperate organ that encouraged muscle effeiency. At adulthood, XDL-003 could lift 500 pounds on his own, and 700 with help from the Force.

Of course, this was our major inhibiton: the force. We knew he could use it, we just didn't know how he could call on it, and without the help of other jedi. We knew the 'Dark Side' would bring out the most of his untapped power, but we also knew of its corrupting facets, and were forced to simply suffice with his offhand control of the Force. XDL-004 was thus instructed by the greatest non-jedi swordmaster of the age, Tian Kuran, to fight in all 7 of the known lightsaber styles, plus 40 other style, and 100 kinds of martial combat. We tarined our budding research into a weapon, complete with all but the Force.

Now, just a century ago, we created XDL-005. 005's job was to prove his new strength, with all the knowledge and strength his predecors gained. First, he was givan a white lightsaber, and we had him fight off 10 duel droids in single combat, in one week; they didn't last. Then, we had him fight one droid with two lightsabers, and two droids at once; he prevailed again. Next, we gave him a second lightsaber, and pitted him against groups of four droids, each holding two lightsabers. He seemed unstoppable. Then, to test his Duggedness, we had him weild not one, but two lightstaffs, and fight four DRDs (Dug Replica Droids), each weilding two lightstaffs. These were harder, but he still mastered them. Next, we went for the unthinkable: weilding three lightstaffs. It was amazing to see how he did it, standing crouched on one leg, while he held a red lightstaff in the other foot, and each hand. We had him gight ten droids with two lightsabers apiece at once, but his power was astounding. Just for kicks, we had him fight the rest of the hundred droid shipment (about 40 droids, each with two lightsabers), while weilding and juggling four lightstaffs. His attacks were so fast, we couldn't even record it longer than a second, even at slow-speed. We dubbed this new style "Kaminoan", after the famous, eternal-maelstroms of the water-world.

And in our last project, who was born sixteen standard years ago was XDL- 006, codename- Anarion. All the power and research we had on him, collected into this last fruit. The plan was, he would be raised as a Sith, unknown to his cloned heritage. We deposited him at the world of their temple. And left him with red lightsaber and black clothes. His memory was wiped of all traces of genetic transession, so that he would have amnesia, and not even have a clue of his nature. he would be a weapon, to others, as well as himself.

But at the same time...we couldn't help but wonder... what kind of creature did we unleash on the Galaxy?

So this should have hint you enough that I don't think this should be accepted. Yes, it is very well-done and the plot is elaborated. But the last thing i want is ANAKIN! WHY! Forget him can you? T.T ~SK

Gaia Name: KoRn Fedd
Character Name: Khameir Sarin
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Race: Zabrak
Character Description: Darth Maul's clothes, red eyes, 5'7. Black horns protruding from his head. Red and black tattoos all over his body (similar to Darth Maul) but slightly different.

Home Planet: Naboo
Starting Planet: Dathomir
Relations: All family members are deceased, or to be believed.
Character History Born on Naboo, he was discovered as a young child as a force-sensitive individual. Not very social and very mysterious, it is said that he had a long lost brother. His whereabouts, unknown. Very skilled in sabre combat, acrobatics, and mechanics. Lacking in marksmenship skills. Farely well as a pilot, but could do with some more practice, if he wanted to be a fighter pilot. He grew up at the Sith Temple, and learned the ways of the force. One of his favorite things he did at the temple was taming wild beasts. His favorite animal was the highly intelligent nexus. After having many disputes over numerous things, he eventually left after being threatened by his master if he did not do as he said. One night he snuck out of the Temple, took his belongings and cruiser, and fled. He started rethinking his career. He was thinking about trying to become a Jedi, or maybe a bounty hunter. Currently took a bounty for some extra cash, on the planet Dathomir.

Alignment: Neutral, at the moment. Leaning towards the Republic side though.
Occupation Bounty Hunter
Skills: Acrobatics, animal taming, and mechanics.

Weapons: Fathers double sided lightsabre. Black handle, with red blade.
Ship Customized Solid Black, Republic Gunship (LAAT/i). Similar to the LAAT/i ARC Trooper model. Since it can be piloted by one individual, all the gun bubbles have been removed. Only the forward attack cannons remain. Everything else is the same. Can fit up to four people, and cargo room.
Personal Belongings: Father's double sided lightsabre.

Roleplay Sample
The cool Endor breeze swept through the forest. The borra's howls could be heard sweeping across the rocky cliffs. The nearby torch flickering in the dead of night as it shown down on the captured and weakened, condor dragon.
Now finish it, young padawan.
But master, I can't. It's defenseless, and weakened.
Do it, finish it now!
No!
Then I shall have to do it for you. As he said this, he turned with a small smile on his face. His lightsabre flickered on and as it sliced down towards the poor creatures neck, I drew my own sabre and blocked my masters.
So, you want to save this useless creatures life? Then try and stop me. He swung at my head, then for my legs, and finally for my torso. Then he leaped over me and cut down. The blade scorched my shirt and and sliced my back. I screamed in pain. I had to stop myself from instinctively grasping my back in pain. I switched on the other blade of my sabre, and began to fight for my life. I was severely outskilled, but not out maneuvered. I twisted and flipped through the air, frantically trying to dodge his sweeps, slices, and stabs. I jumped over my once-masters head, twisting in mid-air and landing behind him. Catching him off-balance, I brought my blade down in an arch, swinging towards his neck, but I stopped.
Drop your sword. He gave me a frustrated look and I saw it in his eyes. He wasn't going to drop his sword. He spun the handle in his hand and went for a low stab, but I spun to the side and lerched my blade forward into his abdomen. As he slumped to the ground, his final words were-
You never would have made a good Sith. I turned and cut the condor dragon loose. I swung onto his back and headed back for the Sith Temple, not to far away...

I'll accept you, but be sure not to use your sabers unless you enjoy any training here in the guild, that's just a rule we have, noone starts with force powers/saber skills right away...perhaps you 'forgot' them due to some event or something...
-MrM

Gaia Name: Chocopyro
Character Name: Kai Rogue
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Human
Character Description: Brownish red hair with bangs spiked down, blue eyes, and a somewhat muscular build, but pretty thin. His face is youthful, and he wears dark gray most of the time, with a tan vest, and Gloves.

Home Planet: Jivon IV
Starting Planet: Tatooine
Relations: Knows a lot of people from his secret village, but since he left the village, they might as well not exist. Also had a former crush on a female jedi.
Character History Kai grew up in a secret settlement in Jivon IV. He is a member of a highly secretive clan of force sensitive martial artists that use to hunt sith jedi. He left his home at age 15, with a strong passion to help others, and explore the galaxy. Along his travels, his out of date star fighter (Which he "Borrowed" from his home) started to age and eventually fell apart. He met a female jedi that helped him recover from the crash landing, but she left shortly as he recovered.

Alignment: Chaotic good, But currently neutral in the war.
Occupation Bodygaurd for hire
Skills: Hand to hand, skilled with most melee weapons, and acrobatics.

Weapons: Vibroblade (Shaped simular to a Chinese Broad Sword)
Ship Matters who he's working for. (Doesn't own one)
Personal Belongings: He owns his sword, a blaster pistal that doesnt work, and a seal with a dragon on it.

Roleplay Sample
Kai Woke up to another day. He was hungry as usaul, since he has had no work recently. He walked out of his Apartment room. The hallways were brightly lit.

" stressed Damn, Im hungry. If only that last client didnt seperate himself from the party." Kai said with frustration.

He kicked the wall and shrugged.
Well, I guess I will have to find some other client. I desperatly need the credits. If only I wasnt so hungry all the time.

Walking past the lobby, Kai noticed the planitary news report. He walked toward the pannel. Several others watching the image with concerned looks on there faces.

"Another attack was made on the planet today as the unknown terrist faction is still at large. The bombing took place in early morning."

Thats about when Kai walked away. He thought to himself: Man, Im so sick of being here where the trouble is, and not being able to do anything about it. stare . I feel like a flame, running out of wood to burn... Which is the same reason I left home...

He walked back to his room and sat down at the couch. And waited for an idea to come into his head.

Looks good, altough I don't think many persons appriciate the use of emoticons in rp... perhaps you should avoid that
Accepted
-MrM

Gaia Name: Antisan
Character Name: Lese Antisan Ma'ken
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Race: Kiffar
Character Description: Lese is 5'10, lanky in build, with honey-brown skin, green eyes, long unkempt blue hair, wide features and large hands. His skin is covered with tattoos customary to the Kiffar, black markings all over, a Republic circlet on his shoulder, and a green band under his eyes. He also has various piercings, all of which have ceremonial importance to him, or at least his culture, as well as six silver rings, a set of middle, ring and index on each hand. His dress is simple, tunics and robes in dark greys to hide the grease from the engines, boots, gloves, one or two clean light ones to meet clients in, and piloting/welding goggles.

Home Planet: Kiffex [world of birth], Nar Shadda [current occupation]
Starting Planet: Nar Shadda
Relations: None, at the moment. He has a girl he occasionally sleeps with, but no attatchment to her, so she barely counts. No family that he knows how to get in touch with, save some uncles and aunts on Kiffex that he doesn't contact. Maybe the closest he has is the older man in the shop next door, who functions a bit like a mentor to him, Gui'en, who is in his late 50s and starting to get a bit grizzled.
Character History Lese was orphaned by his parents on Kiffex, and despite potential as a Clan Guardian he was given up to foster parents, nomads, who he didn't get along with terribly well, and was sort of 'let go' by on Nar Shadda at fourteen, and he's lived there ever since except for a trip he took once back to Kiffex to get his ceremonial markings. He's been making a living as a mechanic in the port, as he's skinny and can get into all sorts of tight spots, and and he's extremley handy. He doesn't really like the scum that make their way into Nar Shadda, he's still an honest and forthright young man. On the side, he's been working on his own ship designs, and weapon designs, and occasionally dabbling into upgrading his one droid, but he hates messing with other people's droids.

Alignment: Light. With aspirations towards lightside Jedi, in a teenage obsession kind of way. He sees Jedi as heroes, still, and is sort of all fixated on them.
Occupation Mechanic.
Skills: Very good mechanic, as its all he does all day, decent blaster skills as they're required for survival, pretty decent lie detection, pretty hot pilot, but nothing to write home about.

Weapons: Standard concealment blaster with a tendency towards being on 'stun', larger, more heavy-duty blaster, grappling hook (which is as much a toy as a weapon), and a couple prototype lightsaber casings with no crystal in them, built entirley out of curiosity.
Ship A self-built small cruiser, mostly used for on-planet hopping, though its certainly seen inter-planetary travel. It would sit about three or four people if not for all the metal that Lese hauls around with him. Its design is very streamlined, though none of the exteriors are finished entirley the same way, so it looks a bit junky but it flies like an angel. Lese swears by her, and calls her the Seralee II.
Personal Belongings: A lot of scrap and spare parts, enough to be notable, his prized ship, a few sets of clothes, and not a whole lot else. He's not much for attatching to stuff. Also, he has a cute little astromech, not really an R-class unit, that he mostly just refers to as 'bot.

Roleplay Sample

Lese's eyes glittered for a second, and when the man on the speeder was long enough gone, he looked both ways before darting into the street. Crouching low, to make sure anyone else on their way would miss him, he scrambled for a way to even carry the thing, finally locking his fingers under the outer rim of the second engine and pulling, tugging the damaged part to safety. That, he reflected with a grin, was the best part of having a workspace so close to the ground- any low-flying traffic could leave him an absoloute bounty of free supplies. He studied the part for a second, once he had it back beyond the hatch-door of what amounted to his triple-sized garage, and determined that the welding of the part to the ship body had been poor, and when the speeder had banked upwards, it had jarred the part loose, finally. Which meant... he peeked to check, touching the innards, feeling them out carefully. YES! The part was in perfect working order. He tugged it back further, unaware that his back knocked over a stack of hull plating he'd stacked aside for the next day's work.
The clang drew Gui'en to the door between their shops, and 'bot whistled.
"That's a mighty good catch, kid." Gui'en grinned, and eyed the part, almost envious.
"Isn't it? Its perfect. Just the kind of engine you said I should get." Lese called over his shoulder, grinning up at his friend.
"Need any help installing it?"
"Nope, I've.. erp!" Lese collapsed backwards further onto the stack of hull plating as he tugged the engine over further. "Well, maybe I could use a little help getting it over there. And a hand up..."

Also: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0903/darkestshadow6/lese/lesehelm.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0903/darkestshadow6/lese/makenpreview.jpg which isn't finished.

looks very good, accepted!
-MrM

dudettes, shall go trough it in a sec

Well? Yes or no? Every planet has to have Goverment, it has people in it. How could it not have a Goverment?

Because it is run by Hutts, which I would assume doesn't actually class as "government" ~ Seffi

Gaia Name: eika_star
Character Name: Eika Star
Gender:Female
Age: 17
Race: human
Character Description: Eika looks like my avi. She is 5.10 and weighs 145. She is thin ,but still has well developed muscles. She has a leave shaped tatto on the back of her neck.
Home Planet: cornellia
Starting Planet:
Relations: she only knew her mother and father, both are dead.
Character History: She was the child of two jedi. They were both hunted down and killed

Alignment: neutral
Occupation:Jedi
Skills: pilot,jury rigging, blasters
Weapons: heavy blaster pistol, vibro sword
Ship: skipray blast boat
Personal Belongings: mothers lightsaber

Roleplay Sample:
Eika was listening to her mother talk about the old days before the jedi started to be hunted down. " Now those days are just a memory" her mother said. They were living in a old space yacht that would never fly again. They had patched it up so that the rain that courusant had every now and then wouldn't leak in. "Im going to go wait for dad outside" eika said. "thats fine dear" her mother said

She steped outside and sat down agansit the dented hull of the yacht. She herad the whine of repulsor engines in the distantence. She looked in the direction of the sound and could just make out two vechiles. They were closing rapidly. About a klick off the one in the back started to fire on the front one which she could make out as a speeder bike.

Eika ran back inside to tell her mom but found that her mom was already packing in a hurry. She pulled out a repeating blaster rifle and her light saber. As she started to walk to the observation level of the ship she said" go to the bedroom and lock the door." Eika turned and ran to the bedroom without a word. She spent 20 minutes waiting.

She bent over on her knees and hands in pain. Some how she knew her dad was dead or dying. The ship shuttered from something hitting it. The door opened and her mother ran in grabed eika and ran to the secondary exit from the ship. A gun ship was landed and troops were run into their home. Her mother wispered"We have to get to that ship. On three well run for it. one...two...three." They both ran to the ship but one of the soilders spoted them and started to fire on them. Just as they were almost their her mother cried out in pain. She fell to the ground with a hole in her chest. "MOM" eika screamed. "Eika go with out me..escape while you can."her mother coughed out. "No, never" eika cried. She draged her mother into the ship then jumped into the copit.

She reconized enough of the controls to lift off and fly to a safe area. As soon as she sit down she went to care for her mother. She cradled her mother's head. "Eika...i going to die here" her mother said in a raspy yet calm voice. "take my lightsaber and swear to never give up helping the inoccent and dont take revenge for what they did today". She died in eika's arms and disappered. Only her lightsaber remained. She cried for hours in the same spot.

Accepted. But take note that all JEDI ARE LIGHT SIDERS! So no neutral. confused ~SK