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 Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 1:24 pm
Gaia Name: Thorax_The_Impaler
Character Name: Grage
Gender:Male
Age 13
Character Description: Short blood red hair. Pale ash white skin.Wears a Black hooded cape and black boots.
Race:Human
Home Planet: Naboo
Starting Planet: Naboo
Character History: A young kid from Naboo. When the attack on Naboo came he hid underwater with the Gunngans. After the battle he cam back to the surface only to find his city destroid and mom and dad dead. He was tooken in by Seneter Pallpation. Who tried to pursway him to become his apprentance and join the Sith but he refused he wanted revenge on the Sith.
5 Year later when he was 13 he decided to take up on Sidious's offer which he would use to eventualy try to destroy the Sith. He never finished his traning because eventualy he decided to become a Bounty Hunter for the Republic.
Allingnment: Rebublic
Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Skill: He is an great Bounty Hunter and Shrap Shooter. Although his master thought him the force he never usees it.
Weapons: A Traning Light Saber,Sniper Rifle,Shotgun,Detpack,Thermo Grenade,Flame Thrower,and Blaster Rifle.
Ship:Laat
Personal belongings His clothes and weapons.
Roleplay Sample: The office is crowded sir how are you gonna make sure you don't kill any innocen people?
I'm a bounty hunter I get payed ether way and that's all I care about them. Death is a ntral part of life I'm just healping them out.
This RP takes place 100 years AFTEr return of the jedi. So your character history does not match. you will have to redo all of it. Also you need a Roleplay sample. Just make up a short little story and roleplay it out. Not Accepted ~Guilyn
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 10:09 pm
Character Name: Scar Jal'Daan
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Race: Jawa
Character Description: Brown hair. Glowing yellow eyes. Can speak a lightly accented Basic.
Home Planet: Tatooine
Starting Planet: Tatooine
Relations: Most of my relatives were on the Jawa sandcrawler that the Imperials destroyed.
Character History: Born and raised by a neighboring clan. Father and sister murdered by Imperials.
Alignment: Republic
Occupation: Jedi
Skills:Electronics, technical stuff
Weapons: Slug thrower, Shotgun, Detpak, Supplies, Fusion Cutter, Fusion Wielder, Nightscope Sniper Rifle
Ship: B-Wing/E
Personal Belongings: Pet Ixll named Da Soocha
Roleplay Sample: I like to play as a regular soldier for the Rebels. I just follow commands and fix things.
Character history HAS to be at least 1 pharagraph you have like one line. and you HAVE to make a Roleplay sample. The idea is to make you think when making your character not spend three minutes making stuff up. Not Accepted ~Guilyn
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:11 am
Gaia Name: Sarcaise
Character Name: Dace Acier
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Race: Human
Character Description: He has pale skin, and brown eyes. His hair is black, it comes down to his shoulders. He keeps it well-groomed and styled with whatever he can toss together. He isnt very skinny, about medium build. Dace is around five feet tall, seven inches. He wears common clothing and robes. They are Jedi-like in appearance but they resemble Jedi robes of the Old Republic Jedi, not the New Republic Jedi. He found the design in an old datapad file on the aspects of the Jedi of the Old Republic, which he bought off of a transport pilot.
Home Planet: Telos
Starting Planet: Yavin 4
Relations: He lives alone and has no other family that he knows of.
Character History: Dace was but a boy of 18 on the remote planet of Dantooine when he discovered his Force sensativity. His mother moved them to Dantooine for a job with the restoration effort. He was 25 when he decided to explore the old Jedi enclave on the planet, his mother had died two weeks before and he was looking to clear his mind. As a child living on Telos, he had heard stories of the Jedi Knights on the planet Dantooine from his mother. Of course, the stories were by word-of-mouth and thousands of years old. The remnants of the enclave there were barley recognizable, if they looked like a former building at all. He decided to traverse them all the same. As he fought past the plant growth and animals that had grown there, he began to feel strange. He came upon a room, the roof was cabed in and the floor was all soil and grass. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a small crystal item protruding from a pile of refuse and grass. He walked over to it and picked it from the trash, it was cubed in shape and very, very, old looking. It was a Jedi holocron. This was very strange, due to the fact that the planet had been overrun by the Yuuzhan Vong. He decided to take this to the Jedi Praxeum on Yavin 4. As he left the enclave he was attacked by a Laigrek, he used the Force to throw it from his body. His ability was untrained and it scared him. His fear would not stop him from making his journey to the Jedi. He gathered enough credits to get a one-way trip to Yavin 4 with a transport team heading there for a rendevous with a shipping fleet.
Alignment:Republic/Lightside(Chaotic Good)
Occupation:Unemployed
Skills:He can handle a blaster rather well. He is adept a crafting weapons and clothing.
Weapons:Blas-Tec Model 23 blaster
Ship:None
Personal Belongings:The clothes on his back and the blaster at his side.
Roleplay Sample:
"No! There are thousands of innocent lives..." he screamed but saw that he was too late. The aircraft carrier exploded, killing over a thousand crewers and officers alike. Acier felt the blow hit him where it would do the most damage. They were defenders of the millions of lives, families and friends. They were only doing their jobs. Orb didnt have to destroy that carrier, but he did. Acier had been looking at the man's face and saw the expression of enjoyment at abusing his power.
Acier walked back inside and went to his personal cabinet. Inside were three things. One was his picture of Sarah, his grandaughter. The second were the two stars given to him for his uniform the day he became a general. And the third was a bullet. A bullet that signified the end of Acier's contempt for Orb. It signified a trust and common ground between the two, it was never to be fired. He picked it up and also took out his Colt .45. He pulled out the clip and jacked the round out of the chamber. He replaced it with the special bullet. He placed the clip back inside and reholstered his weapon. It he would now always be reminded of the reason Orb's power was a threat to humanity.
Acier would not yet act on that power. But now they were both on the same terms. For this bullet was enchanted by another man Acier had known. It had the power to be unchanged by magic, old or new. In fact, it creates a bubble of space in which magic could not be used. This bullet's magical properties had always been unknown to all but Acier himself. The man who created it died in the year Acier had been captured by Orb. The man said "This is the one thing that can put an end to him, General." The message he had recieved with it exactly one year earlier had him puzzled.
Acier didnt know who or what that message meant then...but he knew now. The bullet young Major Kindsler made for him was a power itself. Acier knew the man's unique handwriting. And it was his. It just looked as though two people inside of him were fighting each other to write the message. As if Major Kindsler were burried inside someone else. Whether or not Acier would ever be forced to use it was one thing, holding himself from using it now was another. Acier could deal with one mindless loss of life, but not too many more. He knew he had control though...for now.
First i'm not sure what you mean by the old republic jedi robes. If you mean the robes from KOTOR one those were just made for that game. Other then that color in the RP for speech is very helpful. Other then that your fine. Accepted ~Guilyn
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 11:30 am
((if there is anything wrong with my profile please let me know and i will fix it immediatly thank you)) Gaia Name: Karanthen Character Name: Kallen Jace're (Most call him just Kallen or Jace) Gender: Male Age: 22 Race: Human Character Description: His skin is darkly tanned from being on the surface of Dac on all his free time as a child. His hair is brown with a permanent dark green streak from an underwater accident. He has brown eyes and wears loose clothing. He wears black boots that go most of the way up to his knees. He usually wears a loose button up shirt of a tan collor and a black leather vest over that. His pants are dark blue. A scar runs over his nose horizontaly and over to his left eye. (an underwater accident) So his left eye was replaced though with some of the newer technology it was made to look normal. Home Planet: Dac also called Calamari or Mon CalamariStarting Planet: Space ship flying back home. Relations: He was born on a space ark after a war which they had not yet found out was over. However his family was later killed as was most of the crew when they were attacked and the ship crashed into the waters of Dac, where he was taken in by a human family and raised up there. They later died as well from a giant squid that attacked them in which he got the scar from when he tried to save them... all that he has left family wise is his adopted sister. He also has on friend left from those days who he has grown up with and now spends alot of time with. Character History: He was born on a space ark wich later crashed into the waters of Dac leaving him an orphan. He was later adopted into a human family there and grew up on Dac. Later his adopted family was killed when he was 17 except for his sister who he managed to save though she is now unrepairably blind. She does however seem to still be able to see in a small sense though when tested for jedi abilities appeared to have none. Kallen was left with a scar from trying to save his family from the squid attack and had his eye replaced with a synthetic working and real looking eye. His adopted family was lost and he had not realized at the time that his sister had survived because of what he had done to try and save them as he was knocked unconcious and picked up by a space pirate ship that had stopped for refueling under desguize. He then joined up on a dessert planet with a bounty hunter who he quickly learned from and picked up the trade and went off on his own at the age of 20 untill he was 21 at which point he met up with a 786 year old female jedi alien named Jeh'thes-tka in hiding, who said he was very sensitive to the force and began training him however two months later she was killed giving him only a small amount of training before her death. he then took her lightsaber with him and went in search of a new teacher under the guise of a bounty hunter which was simple for him as he was a bounty hunter. However he was now pretending to hunt Jedi which in truth he was but not to kill as he made others to believe. However upon hearing his sister was alive he has decided to return home for a time to spend some time with his sister. Alignment: For now he is neutral though he will later join the Republic Occupation: Ex Bounty Hunter now a jedi in training Skills: He's a quick thinker, apparently having a quicker and larger use of his brain for a human, even for a jedi. This allows him to learn and think quickly taking what actions need taken. He is an excelent hacker from his days as a bounty hunter and skilled in repairing or making complicated electronics (smaller electronics as he usually just screws things up more when he tries to fix a ship or something.) Weapons: A small hand blaster gun. A shocker dagger ( a serated dagger that when activated electricutes the target on impact. A heat blade (a sword like blade that heats to extreme temperatures allowig it to cut through many materials like a knife through soft butter.) His various tools of the trade from his bounty hunter days (armor grapple hooks etc.) which he keeps stored in his ship most of the time. (this next weapon is only if it is ok'd when and if my profile is ok'd) a lightsaber from his teacher who was killed two months after he started training, it is odd in the fact that the beam is white rather than having a collor that is normally found. However he rarely even takes it out as he is somewhat afraid of using it and causing more damage somehow, and also prefers his other weapons. Ship A self designed ship that he paid for and worked on with the help of an old friend who is now dead. Its wings fold up in a rounded fashion enclossing the ship to allow it to ram other ships in weak spots by making it one solid mass without the weakening wings jutting out. It is dart shaped and sleak even when the wings are out and comes with basic space blasters and torpedoes for underwater use though they work in a scrape in space as well. It also comes with a basic shielding device which he managed with some help to adjust so he can switch it to a crude cloak device that only hides it from sensor view though it can still be seen with the naked eye, the problem is that when he does this he is unshielded Personal Belongings: A small device that he attaches to his right temple allowing him to communicate with some mechanical being that he has yet to meet or know much about. And an old creature called a Werret. It is somewhat similar to a ferret on earth except slightly larger and more inteligent. It also has poison barbs located behind both its ears and its fur is dark blue with blood red collored streaks running down the back and claws of a similar collor. Roleplay SampleKallen frowned as he turned on his intercom to reply to the voice yelling over it. "Look old buddy I'm going home and thats that." The voice over the intercom growled slightly at him in return. "No, you look we have this job and we need to take it. Besides i've been needing your help for the last two months. Where have you been anyway?""You'd never believe me if i told you. Now i'll argue with you later, but right now i have to go." Kallen shut the speaker off before his old friend could reply. He was gona need alot more convincing to not go. He wouldn't admit it but he was actually home sick... and he wanted to see his sister. He smilled as Dac showed up on his controls telling him he was close. He took his ship out of hyper drive and looked calmly at the blue globe before him. Home sweet home. he couldn't wait to see the look on his sisters face when she saw him... it would be one happy reunion... what could possibly go wrong. A voice buzzed over the speaker interupting his thoughts. "Oh, I'm sorry... The Hellstrom D-5 comming into landing bay V-6 in Hawaka Island 4."The voice was silent for a second as it checked for verification. "Ok your cleared. Landing granted welcome back Kallen." It was nice to be back home... what could possibly go wrong? Very clear and well thought out. I liked the link to his home planet, saves me time of having to look it up. The only thing I do not like is the old Jedi, however because she is dead and your character most likly learned nothing passed feeling the force it will be fine. The saber you can have, however you can not use it until you are trained to use it in your training at the temple. Accepted~Guilyn
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 9:17 am
Just so whoever looks at this knows, this will be assuming he gets Padawan. Just letting you know.
Gaia Name: Makum Sacre
Character Name: Makum Sacre
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Human
Character Description: He stands at 6 foot 2 inches. While he isn't exactly the type with bulging muscles, he is by no means out of shape. His brown hair falls to all sides of his head, causing him to constantly shake his head to get the hair out of his eyes. His mind is known to wander unless he has things set before him that need to be done. Makum loves to have a good time but he likes to go out of his way to find it, which gets him into trouble a lot. He is prepared for hours of training however, and looks forward too it.
Home Planet: Almania
Starting Planet: Coruscant
Relations: None, his family was taken as slaves.
Character History Makum grew up on Almania. Not the best living conditions possible, but his family did what they could. In his early age, his parent’s were always around, and showing up at home with random things that they could never afford. As Makum grew older, he came to recognize his parent’s thievery, but said nothing about it. The biggest problem was that the life style was all too unpredictable, and you could never tell when they would be able to get something new. He was sent to a terrible school twice a week, and learned nothing more then how to read and speak. On Makum’s 18th birthday, his parent’s asked him to join them in their ‘business’, but he quickly denied not wanting to fall to that level himself. As the weeks went on, he found it troubling that he didn’t know where his life was leading him, and didn’t know what he was meant to do. What was there to do on a planet where people constantly disappear into slavery after all? While walking through the market one day, he saw someone unusual, or at least someone who he hadn’t seen before. As Makum inquired about who the man was, he soon found that he was a smuggler and in need of parts. He went home, told his parents, and they went to work getting them. His parent’s soon got all the parts, got paid handsomely, and they moved on. Little did they know the Makum intended to leave with the man. As the family went back to the home, Makum's parent's were taken away for crime, and made into slaves. So, just as the man was about to board his ship, Makum stopped him, and asked to go with him to get away from the horror of the constantly replaying cycle of a world it was. The man, who Makum soon found out was named Jerek, took Makum on his journeys, which ultimately landed him on Coruscant alone as Jerek took off again. Now, he’s simply wandering, trying to find a life for himself.
Alignment: Republic
Occupation In search of something
Skills: He doesn't know much about himself since his pitiful excuse for a school taught him nothing, but he does work hard, and can accomplish anything as long as he has the right help. Force-sensitive
Weapons: A handgun which he found on Jerek's ship.
Ship None.
Personal Belongings: The only thing he kept from his parent's life was an amulet he wears around his neck. It has slim pieces of gold which wrap their hands around a red stone. He doesn't know really what it is, but he wears it to remember where he came from, and what he intends to do.
Roleplay Sample Sweat beaded on his forhead as he kneeled to the hard rock ground, letting his breath slow to normal. The cold temperature of the room left him feeling odd, and the air was filled with the rising cloud that was his breath. He held his lightsaber in his right hand, but kept it extinguished. He sat, waiting. A figure moved to his left and Makum jumped to life. He brought his saber around and flicked it on, bringing it down toward the figures head. It was stopped with a parry that nearly knocked him back, but he held as strong as he could. Master and student, one against the other. The green and yellow lights shone brightly on their faces as Makum pushed with all his might. The move brought a smile to the master's face as Makum was knocked to the ground by brute force. Makum felt the anger welt up, but suppressed it quickly enough. He rolled to a rock near him, and used it to assist him in standing again.
"How much more of this master? We both know I cannot win." Makum said while he extinguished his saber.
"You lose faith too quickly my student. You must learn to use confidence as a tool, but do not let it overtake you. Again padawan."
Your sample could have been a little longer, but it got the basic idea across. Your character has a history, and reasons for who he is. A very well made application, good job. Accepted~Guilyn
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:53 pm
Gaia Name: Takayoma Shouji
Character Name: Flamber
Gender: Male
Age: 13
Race: Human
Character Description: Basicly he is a jedi in training, he is 5 foot 3 inches tall, has small muscles, but is strong in the ways of the force. His Blond hair falls to the back of his neck and his black eyes can see though lie's like a hot knife through butter, but only if he uses the force. His Gothic ways makes him look like a sith but his fellow jedi can since the lack of evil inside him.
Home Planet: Tattonie
Starting Planet: Endor
Relations: He has no family that he is aware.
Character History when he was just 8 years old the sith destroided his family, his village and his clan, the sith let him live only if he swore not to disobay them, know this he went with them and learned the ways of the darkside, but know that his mother and father would be ashamed of himself, when the sith went to endor, he ran off, leaving no trace behind.
Alignment: Rebublic/Lightside
Occupation Reble Soldier
Skills: He can handle a 2 sided lightsaber with extream skills, and he can use the force to see through lies
Weapons: a blue 2 sided lightsaber
Ship a Modifed X-wing that has turbine boosters and plasma Cannons
Personal Belongings: the 2 sided lightsaber, and his armor
Roleplay Sample "NEVER!, I will never join the darkside for what you did at tattonie, You killed my only family, my clan, and my village, and for that, I will never forgive you!," Flamber said as he grabed his lightsaber and started to spin it around his head and charged at the Sith commander that was infront of him and swong it downwards but the sith saw it comming and dodged to the left and use the force push and knocked him to the large wall to the right and you could hear a loud SMACK and also a loud CRACK.
How can you be trained in the dark side and a republic soldier, your character history is shorter then the Master Yoda is tall. Your character history made as much since as Drew Carrey being the spokesman for slim fast. You can not use ANY sabers unless you are part of the jedi or Dark Jedi. Not to mention that you can't use more then 1 saber until you reach the rank of master. Not Accpeted, try again~Guilyn
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 12:27 am
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 fiercest confrontation his mind is crystal clear, allowing his thoughts and movements to be exact and precise.
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 extremely 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 place that was unmarked was the left side of his face as he turned to look away from the light of the explosion. Trance keeps 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 are 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 expression 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. Affording him speed, reflexes, agility, and strength that was other wise unmatched by normal sentient beings. One of his favored arts when fighting from a distanced is the Rodian style. The Rodian in their earlier years perfected a throwing art that is nearly unmatched. When mastered, one can pin a sand nat with a tooth 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 enemy’s 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 art to others, especially to soldiers who supported a stagnant 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.
Tranc 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 ecountered 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 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.
Three years later, he woke to find himself still in the bacta tank. At this stage Trance was still as foolish as before, though he was stronger now. He recognized his own feats and prowess as being those of a knight. His first act after reawakening was to destroy his T3 droid, which he dubbed as being too annoying and old.
He then spent some time regaining his ground, exploring the temple, which he found to be completely empty. It wasn't long before he picked up on the new Emperors message to search out the imperial fleet to find the new temple, with out a ship though he was out of luck He decided to head to Dresdea to see if he couldn’t rent one to a dealer on Courscant and find the fleet form there. As luck would have it though there was a ship there waiting for him. A heavily modified SDS Armed Star Courier. With a ship at his disposal he finally left the planet. It just so happened that as he was reading to jump to hyper space to look for suitable places were the temple could be, he spotted an imperial shuttle. Tacking the initiative he intercepted their hyperjump codes and followed them. It was his luck that the happened to come out right in front of the fleet.
While hailing the fleet, Trance was greeted by a rather arrogant communications officer who had a rather interesting way of greeting powerful dark Jedi. When asked to give a name he decided to change from Trance to Aryx. Once landed, like true dark Jedi nature, he killed the officer for his insolence, only to be in turn held against a wall by the Dark Lord’s apprentice’s force choke for being insolent himself. It was after a talk from her as well as admiral Runtre that caused Trance to rethink his attitude. He was powerful, but there were others who were more powerful. Shortly after that, he was summoned to meet the Emperor shortly after docking, Aryx found himself in charge of the Academy that one of the destroyers had been converted to, as well as promoted to master. Aryx knew he was strong, but that strong? It was a bit too much for his arrogant mind to handle.
Shortly after being promoted, he simply left and disappeared into space. He returned several weeks later. He had gone on a personal reflection journey. He had some how returned calmer and wiser then he had been, a new out look on the universe instilled into his mind.
Alignment: Neutral.
Occupation: Dark Jedi Master
Skills: Extremely well learned fighting (bare hand and armed), Piloting, dark force powers.
Weapons: left hand single bladed lightsaber
right hand single blade ceremonial lightsaber
Carries a third generic one which he uses to practice wielding the telekinetic third saber style.
Ship Prelude, a stolen and then modified SDS Armed Star Courier. Modified with six retractable disruptor lasers, three on either side of the dagger like protrusion 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 tipped rod. Griped 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 cylinder 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 accomplishment. Trance, for the umpteenth time, made a mental note to have it dismantled 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 make 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.
Just a repost with a few update son story, rank, and weapon. I’m not sure if its all exactly as I happened…
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