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 Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 4:55 pm
Gaia Name:Niralath_Lothiel Character Name:Rohok Jackson TeyarGender:Male Age:35 Race:Human Character Description: . A tall man, at the height of 6' 1'' and weight of 190. His hair, shoulder length and brown (as seen in picture), which hangs over his face and sometimes covers the brown cloth that covers his left eye socket. His face is NOT neatly shaven, in fact, he does have a 5 o'clock shadow. His face is somewhat scarred, but not noticeable from a distance. Our friend Rohok does posess muscles, but he is not well defined. No six pack is present. Sorry ladies. ROHOKS ARMOR AND WEAPONS. (In this picture, you can see his Red Bounty Hunter armor. Also you can see his three main weapons. [FROM TOP TO BOTTOM]EE3 Carbine, Heavy Repeating Rifle, DeathHammer Heavy Laser Pistol.) Home Planet:TalusStarting Planet: (Starting in Space, if that is allowd) Relations: His good friend Davir, who used to pilot his ship. Now has a family on Correllia. No other relations. (Davir is the closest to family Rohok has. I may be making a profile for Davir too.) Character History:On the world of Tatooine, our young Rohok Teyar grew up as a slave. working, and tending to broken things. He did find some fun in his life. He often collected swords, knives, and all sorts of blades. But what he wanted most was a light-saber. An ancient weapon used by Jedis and Dark Jedis. Unfortunetly, this wish would never come true... or so he thought. But he did spend lots of time drawing, and fantasizing about light-sabers. So, he didn't hate that he was a slave, though he did not like being tied down. Over the years, his master grew old and tired. He grew sick, and even became paralyzed. At the age of 89, Rohok's master died. At this time, our good friend Rohok was 19 years old. This was when Rohok was freed, and was given all of his master's belongings. Including his master's starship, the Yavin. The ship was a YT-2400, a close relative of the Millenium Falcon, a legend in fairy tales, and books that Teyar had read when he was a child. But this ship was no fairy tale. Equipped with two, top, and low-side laser cannons, and four front, pilot controlled lasers. This ship was ready for battle in the start. But now, with modifications for a mercenary. The Yavin has proton torpedoes attached underneath the starboard side. A deadly adversary to all who make the mistake of fighting with Rohok Teyar. Four days before his 33rd birthday, Rohok, Davir, and Jack encountered a Krayt dragon in the deserts of Tatooine. Davir, and Rohok managed to escape. But Jack stayed to lead the dragon away. Jack did not make it out. This was a crushing tragedy for both Davir, and Rohok. This was also the event that caused Davir to leave the squad, and marry a beautiful woman on a planet named Corellia. This is when the team fell apart, and Rohok was forced to live in the cold, black of space alone. Living off of simple, non-daring jobs. He had been travelling the galaxy for 14 years, Rohok has become a hardened veteran at space travel, and fighting. He lost his really close friend, Jack. Life for Rohok has been hard, and will continue to be hard. But the dangers, and hardships Rohok has faced before, are only the beginning... the worse has yet to come... Alignment:Fringe. (Neutral) Occupation:Mercenary Skills:Marksman, Swordsman and Hand-to-hand. Weapons: EE3 Carbine, Heavy Repeating Rifle, a DeathHammer pistol, a Tusken Raider rifle, a two handed vibroblade, and a few assorted weapons stored in his ship's storage area. Ship: YT-2400Personal Belongings: A ring that he had pulled off of Jack's dead fingers during the mission to Tatooine. Roleplay Sample:Davir kicked back and rested his feet on the ship's console. Laying back he closed his eyes and let auto-pilot do the work. Beside him was Rohok, staring out into the stars, not watching for anything in particular. But ever since his freedom, he's always adored the stars, the planets, the blackness of space. For him, it symbolized his freedom. The first place, outside of Tatooine he went to, was space. 14 years, of living in space. He wanted to almost claim space for himself, in fact, anytime he would board a ship for a job, he would always tell them "you're in my territory". No matter who's space it was, it was his. "I wonder how many stars out there, are free, independant." Rohok said aloud, just as Jack strolled into the c**k pit. "Uhm, I have no idea sir. But, we've got a new job." Rohok turned his co-pilot chair around to look at Jack. "Payment?" "50,000 credits, ammunition, and fuel. That's all." "That's not that bad... in fact, we need the fuel." Rohok stood from his seat, and walked out of the c**k pit. Jack followed closely behind him. "Sir, is something wrong?" Rohok shook his head. "A little tired, that's all. Where's our job at?" Jack let out a sigh of dissatisfaction, not quite sure if the Captain was telling the truth about how he felt. "Sir, if you want to talk we-" "You will say no more of this Jack." Rohok interupted, continuing to walk to his quarters. "I'm fine. I'm going to get some rest. You tell Davir to plot the coordinates into the hyperdrive console. We'll stay in sublight for one Tatooine day, then jump to the coordinates." "It's on Tatooine." "What?!?" Rohok exclaimed, wirling around to find that Jack was closer than he thought. Rohok's forehead smacked into Jack's, and they both were throw onto their backs. "Fething bantha poodoo!" Rohok sat up, and looked at Jack. "Tatooine? What's on that s**t hole?" "A Sith Lord has hired us to assassinate a poor, unsuspecting jedi. Living in the caves, near the Krayt graveyard... he goes by the name of-" He groaned and rubbed his head, then finished "John." "John eh? Like your name?" Rohok asked while standing up, holding out his cold, gloved hand for Jack to grab. "Yeah, like my name." Jack was of course, another name for John. Jack's real name was Johnathon Light. He went by "Jack". The reason for this is somewhat a long story. But awhile back, they had a smuggler on the team named John. But that got confusing. So they drew straws, and Light, became Jack. "Alright, well... uhm... we're dealing with... Jedi... that's..." "I know Sir. But get your rest, I'll be informing Davir of our plans. Good night Sir." Jack bowed and turned, and walked back down the corridor and dissapeared through a doorway. Rohok let out a deep sigh, and entered his quarters. Laying down on his bed to get some rest before they left. Now all Rohok could think about was that they would be leaving sooner than a day. They would be leaving within the next few hours. (I'm sorry that my Char history is so awful crying . If you want me to, I'll take it and revise some more, and make it better.) Seems fine. Accepted ~ Seffi
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 12:26 pm
Gaia Name:woniguhner
Character Name:shadzar
Gender:male
Age:13
Race:Human
Character Description:Shadzar is 5' 2" he has dark brown eyes that change colors with his mood. His hair is yellow and i reaches his shoulders. He like to wear only darkish clothes and likes to be dressy sometimes.He works out everyday for 4 hours and has a six-pack.He likes to sleep only in his undies.
Home Planet: Where all the siths live(please the name i don't know it sorry)
Starting Planet:(also want to start at my home planet)
Relations: None all of family killed;but friends with cremnizing
Character History: At the age of 0 shadzar lived a happy life but it all went wrong at the age of 3.First the the evil sith came and destroyed my family.Then it was all blamed on the rebulic so he decided to go agaisn't the rebulic. As he grew older he trained and trained trying to withhold the awesome power he saw dark jedi use but could never.
one day at the age 10 some strange creature started stalking him and he turned to speak with it.It said it was so amazed by his power then told shadzar to follow him he said his name was cremnizing a wooky. He was so glad to meet him they became good friends. Then they were both knocked out and it all went blank from there.
Alignment: Sith
Occupation: Dark jedi
Skills: Force Sensitive;stealth;hand-to-hand combat
Weapons: None at the moment
Ship: None
Personal Belongings: old picture of my family
Roleplay Sample:
Shadzar slowly wakes up in a dark steel box not remebering anything.
"hello, anyone there?" nothing was heard but out of nowhere came a grown."Cremnizing is that you?"shadzar asked. But nothing. Shadzar was so mad is eyes turned bright red he could not contain himself and started making hude dents in the steel box.
Then the guards came they tried to calm him down but everytime one of them would be knocked to the ground dead. Thenin shadzar's back there was a stinging and he fell out again
Keep an eye on your spelling, grammar and punctuation. Accepted ~ Seffi
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 9:13 am
Gaia Name: dreams into nights yami
Character Name: xi yun
Gender: male
Age: about 30 years of age
Race: human
Character Description:
he looks like a average guy but he can defend himself, he never leaves any wounded, which means he kills, but he doesnt just go to randome people he gets jobs from people. it is said few can run from him becuse he has ways to find anyone
he is willing to go anywere for credits which means he is able but not fullly willing to explore the outer rift..... that was untill he started to explore it and he will not say whats out there
though their is something dark that seems to lingure about him
he wears dark lose cloths that seem to help him blend into most objects and shadows. he seems to have no abrasions on his skin even though he has been in countless battles
he doesnt use armor at all becuse it will slow him down
he also caries around a bass guitar to strum around
Home Planet: mannan(spelling?)
Starting Planet: mannan?
Relations: none
Character History: he is a mercenary he does what you pay him to. his parrents were killed at an early age and he had to fend for himslef.
he doesnt like to talk about himself.
Alignment: neutral
Occupation: mercenary/bounty hunter
Skills: stealth(spelling), short sword, and acrobatics(jumping off walls running along walls
Weapons: short sword inside of a umbrella, his fathers bass guitar which he loved dearly
Ship: a smugglers vessale that he added to resembles a melenium falcon or a ebon hawk
Personal Belongings: sword in umbrella, a eye patch from his mentor during a training session, a data pad that he recived from his mother, his cloths which he always tries to mend himself
Roleplay Sample:he walks into the room where his target is supposibly at. just to be on the safe side he losens his blade from his umbrella sheath. then to see if his target was here he threw a table on its side and yelled "alaxander are you there? the hut wants to see you about some missing money that you owe him." their was no answer except the sound of a laser frying the air. he peaked around the table to see alexander standing and thinking he won this fight against this otherwise hopless sword weilder. didnt he know that lasers beat swords anyday? puzzled he took a moment to gloat about his apparant victory. "so the legendary xi yun is here to get me. oh to bad he uses a knife instead of even a pistol. i mean come on lasers are much better than swords anyday?"
xi yun only relpys by saying this " you know alexander lasers arnt unlimited whens the last time you changed your ammo?"
alexander quickly looked at his laser ammo counter and cursed under his breath while trying to find some more ammo on him in a hurry he saw xi yun running to him only to see him slice his throught(spelling?) "you should have come quitely." was the last thing alexander heard
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 2:55 pm
Gaia Name: XxShiShioXx Character Name: Revan Arik Gender: Male Age: 25 Race: Human Character Description: Revan has short spikey hair .His hair is colored in a black with burgandy highlights or streaks. Revan stands to about 6'2 in height and wieghs 210 lbs. Revan is slim and he is cut ( muscular ) around his whole body. His eyes are a ocean blue, and his skin color is tan. ( he looks like this without robe )  Home Planet: Coruscant Starting Planet: Tantoine Relations: Revans parents died in a civil war in coruscant. the only remainning ariks are revan and his brother relic. Alignment: Nuetral but would soon join the dark side after his first dark jedi engagement Occupation:Jedi Skills: healing, frce sensitive, and skilled in the double and single sided lightsabers. Weapons: Lightsaber ( burgandy crystal ) Ship: star fighter ship " the guardian " personal belongings: Revan owns a jedi robe worn by his father during the coruscant civil war.Revan also owns a repair robot named " captian " Character History: Revans ship " the guardian " crashed on naboo when he tried to escape from coruscant's ensalavement. After that crash on naboo, revan had suffererd severe memory loss. All of his journies, travels, and memories are nothing but dreams in his sleep. Revan however has invisions of his past when he sleeps. Roleplay Sample: Revan's ship crashed on a deserted island. His equipment lost, his ship...destroyed, and himself.....barely living. Revan scavenged around the island looking for food as his stomach growled. Revan found a blaster on the floor....he picked it up and checked it's clip to see if it had any ammo...." ahh...it's useless " he said throwing the blaster to the ground. Revan stopped to sit down and think. He sat on the beach rich sand and looked at the ocean that was in front of his eyes. Revan noticed that the oceans tide left small scalaps on the beaches shoreline. Revan walked to the shoreline and picked up the scalaps. " Scalaps are supposed to be cooked " he told himself. " man forget it " he said as he opened his mouth and slammed on the scalap with his teeth.Revan's stomach was contempt....well atleast for now. Revan then walked back to his ship " the guardian " and started to think about what had happend to him and his ship. Revan closed his eyes then quickly reopened them hoping he'd get a clue or idea to how he ended up on this empty island......
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 1:54 pm
Gaia Name: Crepsley15
Character Name: Larten Crepsley
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Race: Human
Character Description: Larten Crepsley is 6'1 with red eyes. He has orange hair that covers his right eye. The rest is short. He has a scar on his left eye from a accidental cut with a hot blade. He wears glasses and has a goatee. He is very calm in all situations and knows much about his surroundings.
Home Planet: Mustafar
Starting Planet: Coruscant
Relations: Has no known relatives but, considers his masters and friends as family.
Character History:Larten Crepsley was born on Mustafar to unknown parents. He was then shipped to Naboo where a nursing facility was available. However, in his early years it was clear Larten was no ordinary boy. He was special. Once he was 6 he was taken to Coruscant. He visited different schools, monuments and attractions. But, he felt like he belonged at a certain structure. That structure, was the Jedi temple.
Many Jedi would pass him. They would just see him, standing there. Each Jedi felt the same thing. He belonged there too. After many Jedi passed him, one stopped. This Jedi's name Merkis Juncuto. Merkis took Larten to the council. All agreed he should be taught the Jedi way. He was realeased from his group and, starting training to become a Jedi. He was trained under the care of Merkis Juncuto until the age of 21 when Merkis passed away of old age. He stayed at the temple training and awaiting assignments until the age of 25, where he was sent out on his own. As a Jedi.
Alignment: Republic
Occupation: Jedi
Skills: Knows his surroundings well. Extremely calm. Is a very good pilot.
Weapons: A double-bladed lightsaber. violet crystal.
Personal Belongings: a medallion he's had since birth.
Roleplay Sample: Larten looked around the building. He was sure of some disturbance but, he couldn't quite pinpoint it. He looked again. Nothing. Why did he have this feeling? His instincts had never mislead him before. There was danger ahead and he knew it. But where?
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 6:35 pm
Gaia Name: NJO_Freak
Character Name: Eraya Starlight(she goes by this but doesn’t know her last name) (yes I’m using my normal fem. char name- and why female you ask... because if you knew the races you’d understand)
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Race: 1/2 Lorridian 1/2 Zeltron -- all Yuuzhan Vong...(hehehe you said any race)
Character Description: Being part Zeltron she is extremely attractive and can pull glances from all over the room. She has long silver hair with blood red highlights(khem.. dye hint) and beautiful hazel eyes. The scars that come from being with the Yuuzhan Vong are ornately arranged in a pattern that in-circles her entire body, not just what you see with clothes on, and would normally make this human looking girl ugly but only serves to extend her beauty. Pretty much rest is human… yeah.
Home Planet: She doesn’t know but she was raised on Zonoma Sekot
Starting Planet: Coruscant
Relations: only friend relations with some Yuuzhan Vong but she never has loved any of them
Character History:
Eraya was born somewhere… people don’t materialize out of thin air, but if anyone knew her parents they woldn’t tell her. She was a lost child wondering who they could be and how she came to be on Zonoma Sekot. But she is beyond that. If only things were simple enough to accept life as it is, but such is not so.
She was trained as a child like all the other Yuuzhan Vong children even as the species went thought a change it did not foresee, living on Zonama Sekot and learning pain is not a religion. She learned these lessons, but she also learned to fight, and speak with he planet, and long for something more.
So she has set out on a journey to find it, and when she does she make sure to let the whole universe know… especially her “Family” who she left without warning… but they’ll understand.
Alignment: Neutral… for now
Occupation: Explorer
Skills: Extremely powerful mind powers thanks to species basis and force sensitivity, is force sensitive and can already use “Vong sense”, is great at communication with all living things
Weapons: a collection of Amphistaffs with a place for them to recuperate in her ship
Ship: Her Sekotian ship named “Ether” hyperdrive: class 0.35 sublight speed: uncalculated
Personal Belongings: a pendant she’s had forever, and her living clothes and assorted Yuuzhan Vong tools
Roleplay Sample: since I’m ******** having to take time off my story here it is as the roleplay example… it’s a history-ish thing for another char… (named Eraya yes) and its about 1/3 done….
Eraya’s Demise
The singed grass and the pools of stained water were all that was left of the days deeds. As Eraya wiped and sheathed her daggers she muttered an ever so brief prayer of regret and atonement for her sins. She stood over the bodies she had piled high and began to set them aflame. Noticing the helm of the leader of the Dark Ones she removed it and wiped the blood from its outsides, and ripped the padding out of the inside. She threw the bloodstained cloth, the padding, and feathery plume upon the hood of the helm into the growing fire, and began to back away and head toward the mountain above.
When she reached the mountain path she began to hum a song and pulled out an ornate little flute, and muttered to the air, “I must keep better care of you, lest you be stained with this abomination that is war.” She looked into the sky and saw what seemed to be a large bird, but she knew it was not, putting away her flute she made sure she had everything and stepped to the side of the road as a great gold dragon neared and swept by as she grabbed its saddle and pulled herself on it.
“Hello, friend,” she said as she settled into the saddle and strapped herself in. The great dragon muttered a throaty response that amounted to something of “hello to you too”. They soared high above the trees and plains until they air around them began to grow cold from the closeness to the mountains.
When they reached the chain of mountains they flew toward a huge charcoal colored mountain, speckled with trees and other volcanic shrubbery. As they approached the crater of the mountain they saw a deep red, thousands of feet below them. They landed on a cliff perched midway up the cavernous hole and slipped into an expansive cave where the bases of 3 mountains met. Within the cave were pillars of pure stone, obviously cut and chiseled with magic, and a deep, expansive hall brightly lit with red, green and, yellow light from the gems that shone from within, thanks to the songs of the house Shurtan.
They approached an enclosed chamber barred with doors of darkly clouded, red version of the same material as the weapons she carried. As she approached the guards they stood aside and uttered two words as the doors swung open without a sound. When she had entered the chamber the doors shut noiselessly behind her. Seated around an ornate desk were thirty or so men and women, each representing the house of their origin. Seated at the head of the table was the three eldest members of the council, all three representing the earth whisperer houses her father being on of them.
“Eraya!” he called, “What news to you bring of the plains?”
“It is only a matter of time until the Dark Ones find us hiding here. In fact I would be surprised if they know where we are. We need to relocate and unite the houses’ armies into one striking force before they destroy us,” Eraya replied in a smooth tone.
“Yes, we were discussing that as you entered.”
“Then I shall leave you to your talks and go to where I am needed growing the crops in this unfruitful soil,” she stated plainly as she walked out of the chamber.
When she awoke the next morning and began her morning lookout, she spotted a great army approaching on the horizon. This army was clothed in black garb and was lead by a single man riding on some defiled, dragon-like creature.
……..happy >.<
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 6:09 pm
Quote: I filled this in as an application to join, so some of my info may need updated... if so, just let me know what I need to change and I'll take care of it... AceStarr Character Name: Tacry Carav Gender: Male Age: 20 Race: Human Character Description:  Home Planet: Kashyyyk Starting Planet: Manaan Relations: Brother (Shisun)- Deceased Father (Cludow)- Bounty Hunter Mother (Salaan)- Character History: When Tacry's father took shelter on Kashyyyk from some government hunters, his mother gave birth to her second child. Tacry's older brother, Shisun, was just three months from his 4th birthday and was excited to have a sibling. His father was a bit weary, being a wanted bounty hunter, but accpeted the child and did his best to support it. They lived on Kashyyyk, making friends with the native wookies, Tacry's father even did some "secret work" when some slavers came to the planet.
When Tacry was 3 years old, his father went out with the wookies to stop an oncoming slaver threat. Shisun started teaching Tacry some of the swordsmanship skills he learned from his father, and the wookies who did not go on the hunt taught him their customs with weapons. Tacry learned much, but was soon left alone. Tacry's father came back with news that the wookie front had been defeated, that many on the front lines were killed. The wookies with weapons skills went into battle, while those who were not skilled hid deeper in the forest. Shisun asked to go, but his father refused. When his mother asked about an escape, Tacry's father urged Shisun to take Tacry and flee to wherever the next freight ship was headed. Shisun agreed, bringing his brother to the surface.
As they approached the landing bay, a slaver ship landed. A crew of wookies followed behind the brothers, keeping them safe. As the slavers exited the ship, the wookies attacked to draw attention. Tacry and Shisun headed for the nearest frieght ship, Tacry sliding in first at the insisting of his brother. As Shisun headed aboard, a slaver caught his arm, dragging him out. Shisun grabbed his walking cane, which he kept strapped on his back, and began to fight. The slaver pulled a blaster and killed Tacry's brother, the younger sibling crying out. The slaver went to blast Tacry, but the doors closed as the ship started to leave. The frieght ship took off, leaving the battle on Kashyyyk and heading for another planet.
The ship docked on Dantooine, delivering some supplies to the Jedi Academy. As the ship landed, the Jedi Council could sense a new Force user aboard the ship, and sent someone to look. Tacry hid in a storage compartment, but was found by the ship's pilot as he went for the supplies. He dragged the boy into the open, where the jedi sent by the council soon felt his power. He took the child before the Council, and they began his training.
Having already learned the ways of his family and the Wookie, Tacry soon surpassed the battle skills of his fellow students. He learned quickly the way of the Jedi, and was taken under special care by the elders. As his training proceded, Tacry grew older, stronger and wiser, and would soon join the ranks as a Padawan.
On his 11th birthday, his skills showed great enough that the council awarded him with a lightsaber. He soon took to training day and night with the lightsaber, becoming the best swordsman in his class. Even a few teachers would admit to pushing themselves against Tacry's skill. His focus was great, and his determination greater. It was not long before the young one would become a great Jedi Master.
Unfortunately, his judgement clouded his mind. Haunted by the image of his brother being killed, Tacry would develop a thirst for vengeance, something the Jedi Code did not approve. His focus of the Force stayed the same, but his actions began to sway. By 14, he was taking all he had learned and using them to his own will, sometimes putting others in dangerous positions when he felt angry. The Council warned him many times to withdraw from the anger, to push his feelings aside and let the Force heal him. But he would not do such a thing.
At the age of 17, Tacry was taken on a mission to Tatooine. The elders believed that if he was to see the good in the galaxy, he may allow the Force to heal him. Unfortunately, there were problems from the landing. The Sith had been on Tatooine for some time now, waiting for some Jedi to strike down. Knowing that the calmness of Tatooine would normally prove a safe environment for new Jedi, the sith moved in and waited. As Tacry's ship landed, they could sense his strength in the Force. Keeping on their feet, the Sith moved in on the young padawan, Tacry and his mentor not seeing the attack coming. As they stepped off the ship, Tacry's master felt the Sith movement, urging Tacry back onto the ship. Tacry refused, poised for a fight. When the sith showed up, Tacry and his master were almost in arms over this conflict. They narrowly avoided the Sith attack as the lightsabers came just inches from their throats. Tacry and his master would fight back, Tacry almost showing off as his anger and rebellious nature took a form of swordsmanship that made his lightsaber seem as though it were fighting of its own will. After the Sith had been killed, the darkness inside Tacry grew, his master feeling it. He scorned Tacry for his actions, which only got the padawan irked. He ran to the settlements in Tatooine, doing his best to cloak himself from his master. The Council sent his master after him, but after a month he gave up and went home to Dantooine.
Tacry worked odd jobs around the settlement to pay for clothes and food. He worked out a deal with a single farmer to work his land in exchange for shelter. He lived this way for two years, until a disturbance on Corusant caught his attention. Tacry used part of his earnings to slowly build his own starship. He went to Corusant, seeking government duties.
Now a bounty hunter, Tacry still hides from the Jedi Council, who seek to take his saber from him. The multiple sabers he hides in his belongings belong to sith he has killed, and are not weapons so much as trophies to him. He works as an assassin, a bounty hunter, and an enforcer for the Galactic Senate, hoping to one day go home and see his family, as well as get revenge for his brother's death. Alignment: Neutral Occupation: Bounty Hunter/Enforcer Skills: Mechanic, Swordsman, Pilot Weapons:Violet Blade Ship: Personal Belongings:Clothes (in description) Ship (see... ship.) Cloth bag with broken vibroblade pieces Roleplay Sample:((Tacry walks into the Cantina, looking around just a bit. He spots am empty seat in a corner, walking over and taking a seat. He looks around at the various creatures surrounding him, then shuts his eyes for a few seconds. He hears a voice as he rests.)) Voice: Can I get you anything, sir?? ((Tacry looks up, noticing a Twi'lek waitress. He straightens up a bit, speaking to her in a clear voice.)) Tacry: Anything that can relieve me of this headache. Waitress: I'll be right back, sir. ((Tacry leans back in his seat, closing his eyes yet again. He feels something coming towards him, ignoring it until it gets within a few feet. He looks up, noticing a rather large Gamorrean looking down on him. Tacry looks up, slightly irritated.)) Tacry: Excuse me... is there a problem?? Gamorrean: Yeah. You're in my seat, bub. Tacry: I'm sorry... I didn't see your name... Gamorrean: Oh, really?? Tacry: No, I think I would remember seeing something with the words "Ugly Pig" on it... Gamorrean: WHY YOU... ((The gamorrean grabs Tacry's collar, ready to chuck him across the cantina. Tacry reaches out, flicking his adversary across the snout. The gamorrean whimpers in pain, Tacry taking his seat.)) Tacry: And I would appreciate it if you wouldn't do that again. ((The Gamorrean walks off, holding his nose, as the waitress returns with his drink.)) Tacry: Thanks, hun. That'll do. I'm AceStarr, and I approve this message. Unfortunately, that doesn't mean crap.
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