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 Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 10:54 am
Gaia Name: Shouri
Character Name: Katarra
Gender: Female
Age: 150 (adult)
Race: Wookiee
Character Description: Katarra is not your typical wookie. She was born with pure white fur that fades to cream deeper at the root, and she has blue eyes. She's not technically albino, but her family was at a loss to understand why she was born with white fur, considered a very sad thing for a Wookiee as it means they cannot blend in among the wroshyr trees and branches. She is typical height and build otherwise. She wears a belt to keep any handy items and weapons she has with her, and a long vest like coat to give her small protection against prying eyes, and will also favor wearing a rough hewn brown or grey cloak to try and hide her white fur in crowded situations.
Relations: Currently she has no living relatives or close friends.
Character History: Katarra has not had an easy life. She was raised in a small village on Kashyyyk with her family. Despite her white fur, she was loved and given a warm home among one of the noble families of the village. However, when she was still a cub, a tragedy happened that she does not speak of to anyone. She ended up being the lone survivor of this incident, and was taken in by her uncle with a neighboring tribe. She was feared after this for the others did not understand why she had survived the village when everyone else had died. She kept to herself and had few friends, though some other cubs saw past the fear when they learned she was a kind gentle person who was very intelligent.
However, her life was about to take an abrupt turn when she was nearly of age (Wookies reach of age young adult at 18, and adult at 100). A group of slavers that frequently came to use the Wookiees for labor purposes attacked the village. Her uncle tried to help her escape since though white fur is seen as a downside to the Wookiees, it is highly prized for outsiders. Unfortunately, he was discovered hiding her, killed and she was taken. She was sold to a wealthy family as a personal attendant and bodyguard, at a high price. She did attempt escape numerous times, however the punishment after was enough that she finally stopped trying, but she did not give up hope. She instead learned from her captors, learning patience, and various political skills, as well as gaining their trust enough to become a pilot for them. Once she had enough trust, she finally made her escape around the time of the Rebellion's uprising. She stole a ship and escaped to the stars. She has been on the run ever since working with ships and mechanical parts, traveling as a mercenary and trying to stay one step ahead of the bounty hunters who are eager to find her (alive) to return her for the large sum placed on her head.
Fortunately, she has always posessed a form of intuition, and can tell when danger is approaching. She does not know what this is, and puzzles over it as well as frequent visions she has warning her of danger to herself or others she works with. The Wookiees spoke of the Force a few times in her youth, but she never knew what it was until she started recieving more and more of these visions, and it has weighed heavily on her mind as something she wants to find answers for, one way or the other.
Personal Belongings: She has few personal belongings (including a hairbrush!). She carries her clothing, basic tools for repairing engines, ships, droids, etc. She also carries her personal bowcaster that she made by altering an old model she bought, and a small blaster as backup, hidden in her fur strapped to her wrist. Other than this, she carries nothing of sentimental value, and rarely has more credits on her than can get her by in the world.
Alignment: Katarra is solidly good aligned. She wants to help others who cannot help themselves, since she knows what being a slave was like. She's good hearted, has more patience than normal for her race (though she can still rip arms off droids if ticked off), and has an enormous capacity for loyalty and honor. She has heard of the Jedi, and this strikes a chord in her heart, something she needs to investigate as it draws her in a particular way.
Occupation: Currently she works as a mercenary, doing anything within her moral boundaries. Security guard, escort, bodyguard, pilot, mechanic, you name it she'll do it.
Skills: She is skilled in any kind of dextrous work, as her race tend to be. She's a fair pilot, often having an uncanny ability to avoid projectiles. She also is fair at repairing mechanical items, be it ships or droids. She is an avid listener, and doesn't offer her opinion unless something really matters, preferring to listen and see how others around her react. She's picked up a few political skills from her time as a slave, though she can't seem to find much use for them in her own life. She also knows a fair deal about medicinal remedies using herbs and natural ailments, though med-pacs are also quite handy. She's a fair shot on the gun as well, but tends to avoid confrontations if possible, preferring to stay out of the center of attention.
Flaws: Other than the physical flaw, the inability to blend in since she is different from her people, she also has a temper. She hates slavers, and has flown in to a Wookiee rage from time to time when slavers are concerned. She also dislikes the Empire, since they were very speicies biased, and any old remenants will have to deal with her wrath. She can be a little stubborn from time to time, and is also still very naieve about what can lie in space, having only been venturing out there for the last 50 years.
Roleplay Sample: Katarra hadn't been planning any bold move today. However, as Mistress Snow strole about the lake with her entorage, leaving Katarra to guard the ship, the white Wookiee couldn't resist a glance up to scan for security. Alderaan was a peaceful planet, with little crime and low security even in the main city. She knew how to fly the ship, she could do it... if she risked it.
Her heart began to pound hard within her chest. Did she dare? No one was watching her, she had a ship here at her fingertips. Her mistress wouldn't be stranded here on a populated planet, so she wouldn't feel bad about the manuever. She could leave, and drop the ship off once she reached someplace safe, they would recover the stolen property. All that was lacking was her daring, the choice to flee when she had the chance, or remain enslaved for more years until another oppertunity came up.
She decided to risk it.
She turned, strolling calmly back towards the ship as if she were about to conduct repairs, the hem of the white silk robe nearly tripping her tall frame as she walked up the ramp. There was a protocol droid on board that glanced over at her before going back to analysis on the computer. It never saw what hit it from behind, as it's silver head went flying across the sitting room.
Katarra moved quickly now she was inside the ship. She had plenty of time, but somehow she felt the rush of adreniline swooping in to hurry her along. She slid into the pilot seat, grumbling to herself in Shiryywook for the umpteenth time why they hadn't altered the seat for her bulk. It felt cramped, but she barely noticed the moment she started prepping the engines. The roar would give away her plan immidiately, so she kept the warm-up cycle off until the last moment. She hit the switches, and the sputter of the engine shook the ship, a high-pitched whine piercing the calm by the lake. From the cockpit she could see her lady's entorage turn in surprise, and Katarra barred her teeth knowing they couldn't see her from this far away. Oh she longed to see the looks on their faces right now!
But it was too late for them to do anything about it. They had strolled too far away from the ship, and when she hit the throttle, lifting the ship off it's docking feet, she grinned widely. With one quick thrust, she gunned the engine, and the ship zipped forward, dangerously close to the ground as she buzzed directly over the group of nobles, and then turned upwards, rocketing towards the sky, clear blue fading to dappled stars as she pulled out of the atmosphere.
She took a moment to rip the white silk dress from her body and threw it carelessly behind her, as she punched the hyperdrive coordinates into the navcomputer.
She roared in glee as she pulled the hyperdrive ignition.
She was free.
Accepted ~Guilyn
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 3:06 pm
Gaia Name: Mandalore Warrior Character Name: Deakin Fraust Gender: Male Age: 32 Race: Human Character Description: Deakin is an aggressive person with little feelings. He never smiles or laughs, unless its crude humor. Deakin's childhood was strict and militant, which shaped him mentally and physically. Without helmet In armorRelations: Alone with only parents and a sister. Character History: Deakin had a tough childhood. Never spoke unless spoken to, and when he did, it ended in yes/no sir/ma'am. As he grew up, he became stronger. When the time came, Deakin took up on bounty hunting, and on occasions, assassinating. Personal Belongings: His mothers pendant. Alignment: Republic Occupation: Bounty Hunter Skills: Fire arms, CQC (close quarters combat) and explosives. Flaws: Deakin loses concentration in front of pretty women, and pressure. As a Bounty Hunter, hes seen, and killed it all, but is terrified of heights. All thought his expertise is in firearms, rocket launchers and such, are a weakness. Roleplay Sample: Deakin stood carefully on top of a narrow rooftop. His target was in a room in a building across from him. It was a 50k credit hunt. He held his breath and zoomed down the scope. The target was working out with a blaster behind his pants. It seemed as if he were ready for an attack. The busy Coruscant streets were too far to see the shot, so it was flawless. Fool he muttered squeezing the trigger. The target was down, and the blaster shot got him right in the head. Soon enough, he ran to the other side. He looked down and gulped. It would be at least an hour before he hit solid ground on Coruscant. He kept running and jumped down. Deakin's speeder was on autopilot. His timing was perfect, and the speeder was on time. As he leaped, he landed in the speeders warm soft seat. Gaining control, he flew off to the Starport. Deakin had an exclusive prototype VT-49 Class Decimator. He parked the speeder in its garage and sat in the pilots chair, waiting for the police to notice the dead body. Accepted ~Guilyn
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2008 5:03 pm
Gaia Name biggrin arth_Puttymort
Character razz uttymort
Gender:Male
Age:17
Race:Human
Character Description:Stands at about 5'11 he is a very kind person but yet has a dark evil past that haunts him he is very athletic he is serious when the time comes and when he has a mission nothing stops him from accomplishing his goal.
Relations:Alone parents died
Character History razz uttymort was born on April 23, 1990 he is very kind but his past of his parents dying haunts him he blames his parents death on the republic and tries to stop there ways in the role of the galaxy he is very athlectic which helps him do the such amazing attempts and tactics that he uses.He also has a strong grasp wit the force but yet doesnt know much about the true power of it.
Alignment biggrin ark Jedi
Occupation:mostly assists wit Dark Jedi business but on his free time is a Bounty Hunter for cash.
Skills:learned how to fly at a young age before his father died he is and has become a very skilled pilot he has the force within him which guides his movements through the galaxy even tho his mind is clouded with torment of his parents death.
Flaws:The bad things about Puttymort is he can lose his sense in force due to his non grasp of it he can wield it but loses the ability for short periods of time when he has become exhausted of doing something.PuttyMort also has a hard time keeping his emotions out of his matters and keeping to himself is a thing he can do when not taunted but has begun to control but slowly has started to.
Roleplay Sample razz uttymort stood infront of his bounty looking at him as if he was one of the killers that killed his family seeing images of their bodies he begins to get inraged and charges forward towards the oppoent standing it was so quiet u could hear the slightest gust of wind pass through the area as they stood looking at each other Puttymort says u are one of the causes for my family's death and I shall repay them wit ur blood and ur bounty how do u feel after killing my family for no reason u worthless waste of time.
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2008 7:01 pm
Gaia Name: Eric Coldfire Character Name: Eric Skyford Gender: male Age: 27 Race: human Character Description: 6' 2" tall, dark brown eyes, and black hair, small scar along left jawline, he's alittle above average built, mainly from his early farm-boy years, he's laid back and takes things slow and easy. Relations: his small family was killed during a raiding party on his homeworld, he has one close friend, Sahara Sasori Character History: Eric has lived on a farm in the rural regions of Naboo, doing minor chores and so, his life seemed perfect, loving mother and father, wide open spaces, not a care in the world, until a raiding party attacked, Eric's mother hid him in a secret compartment, Eric watched as everything he knew was ripped away from him, he stayed in his hide out for three days and nights, he finally worked up to courage and came out, his home was burned to the ground, his mother and father were dead, for reasons unknown, even to him, he gathered up a bag, some food and water, and two objects, his father's lucky ring and his mother's pendent, and started walking, with no acess to credits or any other form of money, he stowed away on a ship not caring where it went, as long as it was away from the pain. Said ship belonged to Sahara's father, a traveling merchant, it didn't take long for him and Sahara to discover the stowaway, but they simpithized with Eric and took him in, Eric and Sahara became great friends over the years. While on Coruscant, Eric was discovered by a Jedi who saw the force in him, with the permission of Eric and Sahara's father, the jedi brought Eric to the council, originally believed Eric to be too old to begin training, but after detecting a speck of the dark side in him, the other council mebers agreed it would be best for Eric to be trained late rather than by a Sith, Eric would now begin his training as a Padwan at the age of 12. Personal Belongings: father's Lucky ring, mother's pendent, and a picture of Eric and Sahara on Sahara's ship, The Storm BreakerAlignment: Jedi. Occupation: Padawan. Skills: above average built strength and speed, intuition, Sahara jokingly says he's lucky. Flaws: can sometime let his emotions get the best of him. Gaia Name: Eric Coldfire Character Name: Sahara Sasori Gender: female Age: 28 Race: human Character Description: 5' 11", blue eyes and shoulder length brown hair, she's over all nice, fun and adventurous, she's a bit of a flirt and a tease but she only is when the need arises. Relations: her father had past away and she never knew her mother, her closest friend is Eric Skyford. Character History: Because of her father's business, she was always on the move, never staying too long on one planet, she grew up lonely, one night she made a wish that she could meet a friend, the next day she discovered a young boy hiding in the cargo hold, after a few days the boy started to talk with Sahara, the boy's name was Eric Skyford, an orphan from Naboo, later she explained his situation to her father, he understood and let him stay, soon Sahara realized her wish had been granted. On her 20th birthday, her father passed away, she later realized her father wasn't the small time merchant she thought he was but a smuggler, who had passed down a few debts after his death, to help clean her father's name and help her own, she became a legit Merchant, though she still gets into trouble but only as an absolute last resort. Personal Belongings: The Storm Breaker, and a picture of her and Eric. Alignment: Republic. Occupation: Merchant. Skills: exellect pilot, good with machanics and computers. Flaws: she does get over-confident in her abilites. Roleplay Sample: Storm Breaker leveled itself down into the landing port, once docking was complete, two figures stepped out, a man in his mid twenties who could easily be reckonized as a Jedi, the next person was a woman also in her twenties, she looked more like the mix of a pilot and a woman someone would ask 'how much?'. The 'Jedi' looked at the girl "don't you ever get tired of constantly flying?" asked Eric, Sahara looked up at him "and you don't get tired of staying in one place too long?" she smiled. Eric lead Sahara out the docks "now why are we here?" Eric asked looking around the markets. "i need some suplies and a friend of mine has a shop here that can give them to me. Sahara smiled "relax, he's legal." Eric rolled his eyes "that's the only time i worry."Accepted ~Guilyn
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Local friendly psychopath
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 12:43 pm
Gaia Name:Local friendly psychopath
Character Name:Gorank
Gender:Male
Age:29
Race:Trandoshan
Character Description:He looks just like a lizard, except humanoid, he has piercing red eyes, redish green skin (As if it had been died with blood), no hair, bad attitude, hates most everything, very sadistic. He wears a black robe with no hood.
Relations:A single son named Bossk.
Character History: He grew up on his home planet of Tatooine before being sold into slavery, as time passed he was freed by a sith who was out to collect payment from his owner, he took the slave as his own, and over time made him his apprentice. He found love with another female of his species, but she died during child birth. His master, told him to get rid of his son, and he turned on him and after a long battle, killed his master. He abandoned his son, and left to become more powerful. He has a bad problem with drinking.
Personal Belongings:Red lightsaber(normal), backpack with breather, a small blaster, thermal detonators, and a variety of droid hacking equipment.
Alignment:Sith
Occupation:Sith Master
Skills: Force usage, specialty's are force choke, force lightning, force push, force grab, and force scream(From kotor).
Flaws:Very proud, unhealthy attraction to other races, sadistic at all costs, he also plays very dirty, he has no shame, his only pride is in his evil ways.
Roleplay Sample:Go rank walked up to the bar and was stopped by the bouncer, "No lizard scum allowed," He smiled sadistically, "You will let me in if you want to live..." he said choking the guard a little. The guard was tossed to the side and he walked in. He immediately was noticed and had disapproving looks thrown at him, he sat at the bar, and waved his hand at the barkeep, "Its okay that I'm here." The barkeep informed everyone he was an exception and gave him a drink on the house. A man walked up behind him, "You're kind isn't liked very much around here," he said tapping Gorank on the shoulder. He smiled, "And what do you plan on doing about it, he said not even turning to look at him. The man through a punch, which Gorank spun around and caught, he electrocuted the man and watched him drop to the floor, weapons were immediately drawn all round, "So, my you aren't very found of me, I suppose," he said looking to the crowd, "Well then, I guess I'll be leaving, but first," he picked up a man and threw him behind the bar into the vending units, gases and liquids of all kinds started to spew out as he calmly left the bar and disappeared for the time being.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 12:31 pm
Gaia Name:VxRageLycanxV Character Name:IG-109/138 (Iggie) Gender:None but thinks it is male. Age:Unknown Race:Droid  Character Description:Iggie stands at 6'4 and weighs over 500 lbs. He is built with an extendable arm that can emit electric pulses and a shield generator that replaces the optional cloaking device. The exterior has been modified to contain cortosis alloy, which temporarily shorts out lightsabers upon contact. An Artusian crystal is inlaid within the droid and powers most of it's equipment, however a compact battery has also been installed 'just in case'. It carries, and is efficient with, an electro staff and is also fitted with two wrist blasters for long-range targets. Relations:No relations. Character History: When two previous models were defeated in a spar against a grievous opponent, the designer took the pieces and, in a fit of passion, created a new droid for the victor. Unfortunately by the time the droid was finished that person had died. The designer was en route to the Hutts to sell his creation when the ship was attacked and crash landed over Tatooine's surface. The designer, being mortally wounded, gave the droid one last command, "Survive for my legacy." Personal Belongings:An electrostaff and the cloak his master used to wear. Alignment:Neutral Occupation:It's primary function is to survive. But in order to afford constant repairs and maintenance, it needs credits. Thus Iggie, as some would call the droid, searched for an occupation suitable to it's abilities. Bounty Hunting seemed too much of an exploit, but Iggie's functions made it the most logical choice. Skills:An algorithm built for and against several styles of combat. It is fluent in over 6,000 forms of communication, but prefers basic. Flaws: Following his master's last command, he is very enthusiastic about survival. His physical weakness is his joints, which are not immune to blasters or lightsabers. Roleplay Sample: The target was moving north over the sands of Tatooine. Iggie followed the character's movements, keeping a distance that protected itself from being seen. Night had fallen and the IG had tracked the person to this location. It watched as the man was cautiously stepping into a cave, remotely away from civilization and a safe hideout from collectors. The droid acted at this point, sprinting over the dunes and running to the cavern opening. A blaster shot caught Iggie off-guard, throwing itself to the side and narrowly dodging the blast from a repeater. A bubble shield formed around the droid as it stood up, Iggie fixating on the target. The target fired several shots at the shield, but none penetrated it's defenses. Then, suddenly, the shield dropped and an arm darted forth and gripped the man's shoulder. Before he could react, several charges flowed through his body and incapacitated the target. Later the next day after receiving payment from the Hutts, Iggie made his way to the nearest mechanic's shop. After some recalibrating and minor repairs, Iggie's voice box was functional again. "Can you believe he was firing at me!? Had my vocal transmitters not been damaged, I would have been screaming the entire time! Luckily my arm unit malfunctioned and struck the target's shoulder allowing me to disable him before suffering severe damage."
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 4:04 pm
Gaia Name: Nimafu
Character Name: Vvandel
Gender: male
Age: 22
Race: human
Character Description: has medium, choppy, red, hair; skin is slightly tan; 5"5'; medium-slim build; brown eyes; wheres a torn up creme colored over garmet and has black sleeveless shirt and black pant
Relations:Rin, the jedi that took him as a boy
Character History:Vvandel was abandon by his parents on Corusant at the age of 5. as a child alone on the streets he was scared and lonely and had to get food some how, Vvandel soon became a thief stealing for a living. thats when he learn he could use the force, stealing became a breeze for the force aloud him to steal things pretty much unseen. when one day he was passing by a person and noticed a shining handle the person had on his hip, and he tried to steal it but the person being a jedi knight sensed it and had caught him. noticing the little boys talent in the force he took the Vvandel off the streets and became his master training him in the ways of a jedi and for the next 17 years he trained...
Personal Belongings: vibro katana, a revolver(with those old things called bullets), a speeder, a pet cat called kitty
Alignment:republic
Occupation:padawan
Skills:has mad katana skills, and is a good quick drawer
Flaws:has a weakness for woman and will NOT kill woman(if thats a flaw)
Roleplay Sample:"hurry up!" Rin sternly said to Vvandel. "isn't patience a thing that the jedi teach?" Vvandel mockingly replied as he brush his hair. "yes, but not being vain is a thing we also teach" Rin replied
as he shifted his position. "and yet you win again master" chuckeled Vvandel as he put down his brush. "your weakness for impressing woman is going to be the death of you some day" stapped Rin "well every one dies master some in other ways...." Vvandel paused " i'll just stop talking".
Rin picked up his light saber and clipped it to his belt "we better get going before we're late... and dont forget who has the light saber' Rin jokingly replied.
Accepted ~Guilyn
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2008 2:37 pm
Gaia Name: Bloodrose017
Charecter Name:Jakine Soros (Abandoned that name. Now Darth Sarim)
Gender:Male
Age:20
Race: Human
Character Description: Has long hair brown hair (similar to Anakin's in Episode III) skin is tan but not too tan, 6,1, Slim-musculular build, Red eyes: wears a jet black cloak with the hood up most of the time and clothing similar to Anakins just the belt is red underneath, and there is more black. Carries 2 double ended red lightsabers and one automatic blaster rifle.
Relations biggrin arth M., The almost invincible sith lord who took him as his apprentice.
Character History:Jakine was born on Mustafar where he self taught himself the force. One day a Jedi Master came to Mustafar for a battle with the sith and accidently killed his parents. Jakine held his anger in and sought revenge (which he gets later on). This led him to learn the dark side of the force. At even age 9 he could use the sith trick of electricity. One day Darth M. (a sith lord who was reigning at the time) came to Mustafar. He found Jakine while he was still 10 and trained him in everything he knew. Jakine changed his name to Darth Sarim. He set up a base on Mustafar and became the leader of a group called the Shadow Troopers (Look them up at StarWars.com). He married his childhood sweetheart from Mustafar and he has even taught her some of the dark side of the force.
Personal Belongings: 2 Double ended lightsabers. His cloak and his blaster.
Alignment biggrin ark Jedi (Sith)
Occupation biggrin ark Jedi (sith)
Skills: Mad Lightsaber skills, and is very very strong in the force.
Flaws:vengeful, angry
Roleplay Sample:BAM! The ship flying overhead shattered into bits as it slammed into the ground. Blaster fire zoomed around everywhere, lighting up the night sky.bodies littered the ground along with weapons and cruisers.
Darth Sarim used force jump and landed on the other side of his opponent. He swung his double ended lightsabers fast and skillfully, clashing with his enemies sabers again and again. Then Darth Sarim force pushed his enemy as he cut off one of the Jedi's arms. The Jedi jumped back up and grabbed one of his lightsabers with his remaining hand. He flipped at Darth Sarim just as the bright blue bolts of lightning clashed with his body. The jedi fell to the ground, smoking. He stood up injured and tired. He ran at Darth Sarim just as Darth Sarim flipped into the air and landed beside the Jedi, one of his sabers sliced cleanly through his neck. The Jedi's body fell down, its head rolling away. Another Jedi darted at him and ,then as Darth Sarim focused on the Force, became frozen in a giant peice of ice. Then Darth Sarim used the force again to shatter the ice and it inhabitant.
Ok, why does everyone that wants to be a dark jedi always have to be so overpowered? I will delete to skills no dark jedi has ever seen and I'll let you keep the mad lightsaber skills. The character kinda screams god mod to me but more dark jedi are needed so your in. You will start at the bottom as an padawan but i'll make you an advanced padawan so if you dont god-mod with the character I can promote you to knight quickly. Please note the name of darth only goes in front if you want to claim your super powerful or your the apprentice to the dark lord/lady.
Accepted ~Guilyn
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2008 8:03 pm
Gaia Name: Sagetim
Character Name: Mike S'naros
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Race: Human
Character Description:
Mike stands at 5'10. He's got a thin, emaciated look to his body. His hair is copper, his eyes are green. He generally has deep circles under his eyes, and his face has a gaunt look. In general, he looks like he doesn't eat or sleep enough.
Relations: none.
Character History: Mike grew up in an orphanage. There wasn't anything particularly wrong with the orphanage, but the experiences of having almost every friend he made get adopted conditioned Mike into a pattern of no longer trusting people or making friends. At the age of 8, he no longer tried to make friends with others, and spent the majority of his time reading and tinkering with broken toys. If they had the time, the caretakers would have tried to help Mike with his trust issues, but they were generally too busy. When he was 16, Mike gathered his things and ran away to sign up for the Imperial Academy. He managed to make his way into the Imperial Engineering Corps, barely passing his physical tests, but making up for them with his technical knowledge. He has since been assigned to work maintenance on a light patrol ship. He also acts as the shield operator if the ship comes under attack.
Personal Belongings:
A blaster pistol (Imperial standard issue)
A uniform. (Imperial Engineer corps)
A Toolbelt. (Personal)
A Toolbox (Imperial standard issue)
A Datapad (Personal)
Imperial Issue Flight Suit. (Imperial Standard Issue)
Alignment: Empire
Occupation: Imperial Engineer
Skills: Building, Repairing, and Designing Tech. He's also an okay shot.
Flaws: If he were put into a fight, he would be taken out easily with even a weak punch. He thus avoids fighting, and thought it hasn't come up yet, he has very little loyalty to any faction.
(summarized: frail, lacks loyalty, pacifism/cowardice.)
Roleplay Sample:
It had been a normal day for Mike, up until that moment. He had woken up, checked the systems, and started to eat his breakfast before the ship went into red alert. The sounds of blasters on the shields jogged him out of his daze and Mike ate the rest of his breakfast bar as he ran the short distance to his station. He slid into the chair and his fingers wove over the keys as he chewed the last of his breakfast.
Mike looked away from his station long enough to take a gander out the main port, and listened up to the situation.
"It seems that space pirates think they can take on the Imperial Navy. It's time to prove them wrong. Fire at will."
Based on the words, Mike knew that they weren't going to be running from this fight. He quickly shunted power from life support, the Hyperdrive, and the astrogation systems. He then used it to replenish the shields and keep them from dropping as the ship was hammered by blaster fire. Over the sounds of blaster fire hitting the shields, the whine of the engines, and the klaxon of the red alert, Mike heard the laughter of the ships main gunner. By the sounds of it, he was taking down the droid controlled mini ships that the Pirate ship had let loose and was letting loose Concussion missles upon the main ship.
Accepted ~Guilyn
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 6:15 am
Gaia Name: Jolee-Windu
Age: 17
Character Name: Kit Kat
Gender: Male
Race: Klatooinian
Character Description:
I wear a long dark brown cape at all times which appears to have been very worn down and weathered through time. My hood is always up and my eerie yellow eyes are slightly shaded by typical Klatooinian heavy eyebrows. Underneath my cape I wear a suit composed of what looks like bandages which are pulled skin tight to my un-naturally skinny and tall physique. I stand at 2.1 metres and have a very upright posture. Only part of my face and ankles are exposed and it can be seen that my skin is pale to a dark shade of white.
Relations: I have always been a loner and I prefer to be isolated as I am a very independant thinker.
Character History: I was born aboard a trade ship as a stowaway which was delvered on Kashyyk. I was taken in by wookies but I failed to connect with them properly in the 7 years I spent there. I then spent the next 5 years travelling secretly aboard pirate's ships to different planets.
At 12 years old I came across a Jedi in an underground sector of an unknown planet. Ever since I've been in awe of the Jedi ways and have dedicated my life to seeking into how the Jei's operate and what they believe in. After 5 years of wandering alone and isolated I have decided to make it my goal in life to discover the ways of the jedi using the little understanding I have acquired.
The majority of my 17 years of life I have spent alone thinking about the universe and howmit works. Consequently I've developed the ability of being able to be isolated from the world and totally focused.
Alignment: I'm unaware of how different factions operate in the universe as I've spent so much time alone and am yet to make up my mind.
Occupation: I have no official occupation my life consists of just living and surviving through the years of thoughts and relections.
Skills: My character has amazing focus and can concentrate on anything as long as necassary to understand it.
Flaws: Because of my lonesome nature I'm extremely naiive about the ways in which people function.
Roleplay Sample: Kit Kat strode onwards wary as always, fully aware of the dangers that could present themselves in the thick of the dense undergrowth. His fingersran through the leaves of untouched plants.
Kit Kat continued through the vegetation until he reached a clearing. His eyes peered from beneath his tattered hood and he felt comfortable enough to stop, focus and reflect on his life thus far. His long slender legs stretched outwards and his feet gripped the earth as he collapsed into the floor sitting legs crossed and his hands at his sides with stretched out fingers.
Kit Kat's life had been uneventful but beneficial in the ways in which it had helped his mind develop into a free thinking independant thinker. he licked his lips and breathed in the moisture as he spoke in crisp soft words to imself.
"I am ready"
Accepted ~Guilyn
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Posted: Sun May 04, 2008 12:41 pm
Quote Gaia Name: MOD CHARACTER Character Name: Terry Rita Gender:Female Age: 38 Race: Human Character Description: A middle aged women that doesn't seem to look a day over 30. Long blond hair normally rolled into a bun on top of her head. Relations: None Character History: Terry was found to be force sensitive at a young age and was taken to be trained as a jedi as many children are. As found learning the force to be much easier then many new young lings at the time. As the years passed she was finaly granted the rank of Jedi Knight which she quickly took a padawan and began to train the next generation of Jedi. At the age of 36 she was given the rank of Jedi Master, though not placed on the council, due in large part that the council was full. The jedi council will normally sent her on their harder missions due to her good relations with people and her amazing understand of the force at her young age. Personal Belongings: One Green Lightsaber she made in her padawan training. Alignment: Jedi Occupation: Jedi Master Skills: Very strong force control compared to other jedi her own age. Flaws: Tends to be too forgiving at times, something many jedi do not share. Roleplay Sample:
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Posted: Sun May 04, 2008 2:49 pm
Quote Gaia Name: MOD CHARACTER Character Name: Kazuto Dai Gender: Male Age: 33 Race: Human Character Description: A tall man with short black hair and pale skin Relations: None Character History: A runway at a young age she spent most of his year stealing food and moving from planet to planet looking for something he could never understand. One day when he was found sneaking on a smugglers ship, instead of killing him quickly they left him to die on Korriban since no one would go there because it was "haunted" or whatever other stupid stories the traders would tell one another. Here he was found by the Dark Jedi, and found he was strong in the force. He spent most of his life in the temple training to be by the side of the Dark Lady. Never taken as her apprentice he always wished to one day be given that honor. As of now he is one of the more powerful Dark Jedi masters in the temple and server the Dark Lady without question or hesitation. Personal Belongings: A double bladed red Lightsaber Alignment: Dark Jedi Occupation: Dark Jedi Master Skills:Flaws:Roleplay Sample:
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Posted: Sun May 04, 2008 2:56 pm
Quote THIS CHARACTERS INFO WILL BE FILLED IN AS HIS HISTORY AND INFORMATION ARE LEARNED IN THE ROLEPLAY.Gaia Name: MOD CHARACTER Character Name: Onary AKA "The Gray Jedi" Gender:Male Age: ??? Race: believed to be human Character Description: A former Jedi that wears a gray Jedi-like robe and always has the hood over his head. Relations: None Character History: ??? Personal Belongings: ??? Alignment: Oronar Fleet Occupation: Self Proclaimed "Savior of the Galaxy" Skills: ?? Flaws:?? Roleplay Sample:
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Posted: Sun May 04, 2008 3:46 pm
Gaia Name: Kumori shadou
Character Name: Atlas Shadow
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: human
Character Description: stands at about 6ft 5”. He has black hair with red tips and green eyes. He also has a burn mark on his right arm from his past. He has tattoos on his right side of his torso with the names of his home world written in the old dark Jedi written language with the words always remember. He also has a will muscle build working on his physical features as one of his primary goals. He wears Black combat robes then over that a Black with blood red trim cloak over his combat robes.
To hide better from the oranor he can be found to have Long brown cloak with onderon citizen robes underneath. He also were a metal chain around his neck.
Relations: All dead
Character History: He lived in a small mining colony on the border of the known galaxy. His child hood was normal for a semi poor mining family. His parents worked hard and he had a brother and a sister both older then him. His very early child hood was a hard and poor life, but as he looks back to the few things he can they were his happiest times. Then he felt a strong connection to his family and enjoyed being around them. He was very close to his siblings always wanting to be around them. Even if the didn't want him around.
On a lonely day Atlas lost every one he knew on that world. They were all whipped out in front of him. He himself was almost killed as well. He spent the next few years working on cargo ships and scratching a living in the coldness of space. With no one he really ever connected to. After 4 years of that he was discovered to posses a range of “gifts”. He soon was taken into the Dark Jedi order. Then for the first time in his life he started to feel part of a team and family again. He spent his life to the order working to learn power and control it. He spent his days and night working and training under the instructor of the temple. To him the order became his family and he learned a rare concept to dark Jedi unwavering loyalty. He was instructed in concepts of the force. His child hood having a very dark beginning has left Atlas with nightmares and trouble. Only recently threw training he has conquered his fear and replaced it with anger. His anger however has been tempered threw training and his mind has been troubled at what caused the destruction of the world and has dealt with the memories by trying to just bury them. This has caused some early trouble for he has a problem with working with others for in heavy combat he taps into his emotions the drive him into a frenzy of raw force and aggression.
Personal Belongings: He has nothing from his past. He has dark robes. And a red single bladed light saber
Alignment: Dark Jedi
Occupation: Dark Jedi Apprentice
Personal Belongings:
A red single bladed light saber.
genral tools he might need.
Data pad on form II
Skills: He has basic force abilities. Such as force push and jump.
He has strong principles of form 1. Continuing training in form II he is proficient at this point in it. Learned lightning
Flaws: He is very head strong and closed off from others. He taps into his emotions in heavy combat and when he does he goes almost into a frenzy styled state. He lacks the wantl to work with others.
Role-play Sample: Atlas is crying in pain from what has just happened. He can’t remember anything but the burning pain of his arm. It is trapped under a piece of hot metal. All around him fire from the buildings can be seen. People he should know his parents are on the ground around him in some sort of sleep. Emotions start cascading in from all sides in his mind. As his body is crying out in pain as he almost hears voices screaming in his head. All he feels is large amounts of grief and sorrow anger and pain all combined with fear. As it is about to become unbearable he then awakes from the nightmare. A deep sweat has appeared on the skin and the shivers from what he just experience shake his mind he is close to going insane from the hatred of what happened. It take an hour to collect the thoughts to finally calm himself down it is the same dream he has had for the last several years the one of his home burning to the ground.
Accepted ~Guilyn
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2008 4:27 pm
Gaia Name: Sagetim
Character Name: Jacob Starseer
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Race: Human
Character Description:
He stands at 5'10. His hair is dark brown, and his eyes are greyish blue. His build is slight. He is in shape, and used to extended periods of physical work, but his muscles aren't built for strong ballistic explosions (ie, he has stamina but not a lot of strength). His face has been described as 'okay looking' by those that see it. His hair is generally kept short and messy. He has the starts of a beard on his face.
Relations: Parents, Siblings, large extended family, all on Dathomir
Character History:
Jacob was baby snatched by the jedi at a young age, being only a few months old, his only memories of his family are emotional imprints that they left upon him during his mother's pregnancy and the few months after his birth.
He grew up at the jedi temple, interacting with the other padawans occasionally, but generally trying to stay away from those with more volatile emotions. His natural empathy made him feel the emotions of those around him, and he general kept to the library. The library was his safe haven, a place where others were calm (mostly) and to top that it had many wonderful books.
During lightsaber training classes he would constantly shed tears as he felt the pain of the other students when they were caught by the blades of training sabers. Knowing that attacking would only bring the other person pain, and that he would then feel the pain, Jacob tended not to fight back, but only to defend himself until the other person got tired and stopped.
He was added onto the Kalist 4 mission in hopes that he would find a reason to start fighting back to defend himself or others.
Personal Belongings:
Jedi padawan robes
Lightsaber (Green)
Comlink
Datapad (with a large number of books loaded onto it)
Alignment: Jedi
Occupation: Jedi Padawan
Skills: Basic force skills, superior skills for his level of training in defense with a lightsaber. Strong Empathy.
Flaws: He can't bring himself to hurt others. Being strong in empathy is a flaw in and of itself.
Roleplay Sample:
Jacob hopped back as his opponent in the training match lunged forth. He brought his training saber up and deflected his opponents attack, bringing the base of his blade against the tip of his opponents to gain more leverage. His parry left his opponent wide open, but to the dismay of his instructor Jacob yet again didn't take advantage of this opening.
His opponent got angry, misinterpreting Jacobs lack of attack as an insult, he began to strike out in a flurry of attacks. Jacob responded by dancing back, bringing his blade up to deflect each attack. Not...Good. If I keep defending he'll just get more angry, if I attack he will be hurt, and I will feel pain anyway...so..let him win, and I can just take the pain. It's not like this is a real fight anyway.
With the final attack of the flurry coming towards him, Jacob brought his blade up to defend himself, but shifted a bit, pretending to have missed the blade and allowing his opponent to get a hit in on his side. Jacob fell to the ground in pain, dropping his saber and clutching his side. He had lost another training match.
Little lost with him feeling the pain of others. Maybe just say he doesn't like to cause others pain or something. Other then that your fine ^_^.
Accepted~Guilyn
((I sent a pm explaining what I mean by Empathy. If that's not okay as an ability to have, then I'll change him to just having personal qualms about hurting others and seeing people in pain.))
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