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 Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 12:13 pm
The Story Based on the Star Wars canon Expanded Universe. Up to the end of the New Jedi Order. The state of the galaxy and of the Jedi Council will be as it was 35 years ABY, immediatley after the events of The New Jedi Order. Each person applying for this RP will create an original character. Canon characters may be referred to within the RP, but will not be directly involved in the events of this RP and will not be Roleplayed by anybody. We will simply replace the characters of the NJO with ourselves.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 2:13 pm
Rules Follow the Gaia TOS and the rules of The Roleplay Refuge. [x] Keep everything PG 13. [x] Always follow the Gaia TOS. [x] Respect everyone, and not just in this Roleplay, everyone. Do not flame, ever. [x] No spamming outside of the nonsense section please. [x] Follow your own senses. Don't do anything stupid. [x] Respect your threadmasters! If you aren't going to roleplay after applying, please notify your threadmasters so they may prepare in consequence... [x] Cursing is allowed, but don't go crazy with it. [x] Romance is welcomed, but no farther than that within the RP. [x] Please do your very best to stay literate. Unless your character has a strange accent of something. Misspelling words is understandable, but not all of the time. [x] We all suffer from writers block at one point or another. Do not let this stop you though. If you must post a one sentence post then so be it. Just do not make a habit of it. [x] Please at least check this thread every other day at the least. We want active members here. [x] Inform me/us when you will be gone please. [x] Out of Character, OOC, will be posted like such: ((Out of Character post example)). [x] I reserve the right to change these rules at any time.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 2:17 pm
Star Wars Alternate Universe Members / Character Profiles PM all applications to me: Hanyouman. Characters may be any of the races that are canon to the Star Wars universe. They may also be from any planet within the Star Wars Universe. Select members may be allowed to have multiple characters. Please use this form when submitting your applications:
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Hanyouman / StoicNinja   Stowik Tempezt Roleplay: Star Wars Universe Name: Stowik Tempezt Age: 23 Gender: Male Birth Date: September, 19 Sexual Preference: Straight Race: Human Appearance: Average height. Lean and muscular, swimmers build. Physically atractive. -Eye Colour: Blue -Hair Colour: Brown -Hair Style: Roughly ten inches long, shaggy, and parted in the middle. -Height: 5'9" -Weight: 163 lbs. -Other Features: Facial stubble. -Clothes: Loose, tan and brown Jedi robes. -Shoes: Jedi boots -Gloves: None -Other: None. Social Standing: Not well known. Occupation: Recently appointed Jedi Knight. Hobbies: Lightsaber training. He prefers to train against multiple remotes simultaneously. Is also a fan of strategy games. Likes: Friendly people, completeing a mission with no casualties. Dislikes: Tyrants, Dictators, anybody that would rule or dominate through fear and oppression. Anybody that would willingly cause pain and suffering to befall another being. Strengths: Uses the Medium form of lightsaber combat into which he has incorporated aspects of both Form II: Makashi and Form III: Soresu lightsaber combat. He is able to use Force telekenesis to assist in his lightsaber combat by adding power to his strikes, though not by much, and by deflecting, misdirecting, and otherwise altering the strikes of his opponents. He is a fast and agile warrior. Weaknesses: Does not posses a great amount of physical strength, nor a vast connection to the Force. What strength he does have in the force he uses moderately. Personality: Generally quiet and reserved. He is in the habit of remaining this way unless in the prescence of close friends. He meditates regularly to control an inner anger. History/Background: Stowik Tempezt was born on Corellia to a poor family in the year 12 ABY. He lived in near poverty for untill the age of 13 when he was discovered by a passing Jedi Master to have a connection to the Force. The Master offered to take him with him and have him trained in the way of the Jedi, Stowik accepted and left Corellia with the Master. He and the Master traveled to Coruscant where Stowik was trained in the use of the Force and in lightsaber combat. In the following decade Stowik progressed through his training and became a powerful and respectable Jedi Knight. It may be assumed that at some point in Stowiks past he experienced or witnessed some form of abuse, violence, or some other kind of horror. He does not speak of this, the only reason that this may be assumed is because of the fits of violently aggresive anger that he is occasionally prone to. *Misc: Weapon of Choice: A curved hilted Lightsaber. The handle is wrapped in wide strands of cloth that are woven acros the surface, providing an excellent grip. These strands are held in place by a durasteel cap at the pommel, or base, and by a durasteel ring near the top/forward end, just before the blade emitter. The blade is a whiteish/silver color. Telkon Name: Telkon Age: 57 Gender: Male Birth Date: March 3 Sexual Preference: Straight Race: Chadra-FanAppearance: Short, well aged. -Eye Colour: Black -Hair Colour: Brown -Hair Style: Short, coarse -Height: 2'10" -Weight: 54 lbs -Other Features: A jagged scar runs from his left temple to his lower jaw. -Clothes: Dark brown jedi robes and cloak. -Shoes: Dark brown jedi boots. -Gloves: A dark brown leather glove on his left hand. -Other: none Social Standing: Well known Occupation: Jedi Master Hobbies: Meditation and lightsaber training. Games of intellect, and instructing other jedi in the knowlegde of the force and the blade. Likes: Communing with the force, the company of his fellow jedi. Dislikes: Those that would instill fear, pain, or suffering. Those that succumb to anger and the dark side. Strengths: A master practitioner of Form IV Ataru, also familiar with the defensive Form III Soresu. Telkon is very agile and acrobatic. Weaknesses: Because of Telkons size he is lacking in strength and reach while using a lightsaber. Personality: Very serious. Telkon attempts to remain calm and peaceable at all times, though he mostly comes off as terse and tense. History/Background: Not much is known of Telkon except for his name, age, and race. It would appear that he was a young padawan in the time of the old republic and managed to escape Order 66 by going into hiding with his own Master. While in hiding his Master died of old age, though not before passing along his beleifs and training. After Telkon beleived he had reached the level of a Master, at least in lightsaber combat, he emerged from his solitude to find the galaxy at the end of the Yuuzhan-Vong war. He approached the Jedi council and after a great deal of time, becoming aquainted with the new representatives of the light side of the force, was recognized as a Jedi Master. *Misc: Weapon of Choice: Telkon, being a Chadra-Fan and small of stature, uses a shoto as his primary lightsaber. The hilt is roughly 8 inches long with an activator trigger with a lock near where his thumb would rest while holding it. There is a ring, around the base of the hilt, that can be rotated to adjust the length of the blade, though the length is normally slightly over half a meter. The blade of Telkons lightsaber is a dark green color. creed_master / xMARRERx   Davrik Cindar Name: Davrik Cindar Age: 31 Gender: Male Birth Date: March 8th Sexual Preference: Straight Race: Human Appearance: Tall and lean, moderately muscular, as well as good looking. -Eye Color: Light Blue -Hair Color: Black -Hair Style: About six inches in length and pushed back. -Height: 6'1" -Weight: 176 lbs. -Other Features:-Clothes: Loose: black cloak, pants, and white upper garment -Shoes: Jedi boots -Gloves: None -Other: A bracer on the lower part of each arm made of Phrik. Social Standing: Well known, though he keeps to his own, if not merely himself. Occupation: Jedi Master Hobbies: Playing Chess, as well as training with his lightsaber and in the various martial arts. Likes: Anyone who is of a friendly nature, his fellow jedi, fighting, training. Dislikes: Those people who use fear to rule those weaker than them. Those of the dark side, and those whom disrespect the power of the force. Strengths: A master of Form VII allows him to channel his enjoyment of fighting into each attack; therefore, effectively turning his darkness into a weapon of light. Weaknesses: Though he maintains a firm stance on the light side of the force, he often gets lost in the enjoyment battle, causing him to sometimes kill or seriously mame his foes. Personality: Generally quiet, though someone would not expect this nature of him had they seen him in battle or even training prior to actually meeting him. He likes being alone though he welcomes his fellow jedi warmly into his presence. History/Background: Was born in the year 6 ABY on Tatooine a slave and raised as a fighter in a small underground circuit that put him against children of his same age or older up to the death up until he was twelve. When on the Outland Station his master was dispatched by a bounty hunter, whom tried to take him out as well. A Jedi knight witnessed the attack and the dispatching of the bounty hunter with Davrik's own hands. He was then taken in as the Jedi's padawan, and has since made his way through the ranks to Jedi Master having brought up his own padawan into knighthood. *Misc:Weapon of Choice: He uses dual curved hilted Lightsabers. Their handles are made of electrum with a gripped trigger made of Phrik that protruded along the grip of the hilt. A special grip included into the hilt allowed the index finger to be easily spaced from the mid-finger; a space utilized for a button that with both button and trigger pushed down would switch power to a shorter blade that protrudes from the bottom of the hilt. This blade extends to a length of eight inches originally. This blade as well as the one meter long main blade can be adjusted with to buttons that protrude from the outside of the curve, at about the same position where the thumb would or could easily be placed. The button closest to the bottom of the hilt shortens the activated blades length by half, when activated alone. The other when activated alone adds a little under a meter in length to either activated blade. When both are simultaneously pushed, they add little over one-third of a meter to either blades length. The blades themselves able to stay activated in water and give off a bronze color when activated. Because of the many functions that have been added to these lightsabers the hilts are larger than average. Jarren Fek Name: Jarren Fek Age: 21 Gender: Male Birth Date: October 30th Sexual Preference: Straight Race: Mandalorian(Human) Appearance: Short and slim, with the build of a martial artist. -Eye Color: Light Blue -Hair Color: -Hair Style: Shaved -Height: 5'4" -Weight: 153 lbs. -Other Features: -Clothes: Loose: dark brown cloak, pants, and tan upper garment -Shoes: Brown Jedi boots -Gloves: None -Other: Social Standing: Not well known Occupation: Jedi Knight (Grey Jedi) Hobbies: Learning about both side of the force, as well as training in various martial art forms Likes: Anyone who is of Mandalorian or Jedi nature, learning, training, conversing Dislikes: Any person who has fallen to the dark side of the force. Strengths: An extraordinarily fast learner, he is agile, and unusually sensitive to the force which allows him to use it more easily than some of his fellow Jedi Knights, and due to his history he is also very good at negotiations on several levels. Weaknesses: Though he is strong his size often has put him at a disadvantage in a fight against larger opponents who are equally fast. Personality: Is generally serious, though he does drop the serious attitude from time to time. History/Background: Jarren was born in the year 14 ABY to a bounty hunter named Ruu Fek, his mother having died during childbirth was never mentioned by his father. While Jarren was growing up, his father had been teaching him everything he knew about being a bounty hunter, hoping like Jarren's brother Khan, he would take after him in the family business. When Karren was eleven he went with his father on an assignment. Ruu had been hired to kill a merchant on the planet of Naboo. A passing Jedi heard the screams for help as the merchant attempted to flee Ruu. The jedi interfered and the fight ended with the death of Jarren's father. Jarren had attempted to fight the Jedi, out of anger from the death of his father. Though the attempt was squashed quickly and he was then, due to his force sensitivity, brought by the Jedi to be trained as an apprentice. *Misc: Weapon of Choice: Jarren uses a vibroblade, forged out of Beskar(Mandalorian Iron) the blade is about two feet in length and the hilt is wrapped in white cloth, giving him a better grip, as well as matching the white sheath he made for it. Darth Ferus Name: Darth Ferus Age: 24 Gender: Male Birth Date: June 6 Sexual Preference: Straight Race: Iridonian Appearance: His skin is pale, riddled with his Sith tattoos that spread wildly over his body, their black hue, jagged with a look of insanity embeded into it. He has three main horns on his head, two in the front and one in the back, each one accompanied by a couple smaller horns next to it. He has a slim, muscular build. -Eye Colour: Red -Hair Colour:None -Hair Style: None -Height: 6'1" -Weight: 172 lbs. -Other Features: -Clothes: Red cloak, with black upper and lower garmets -Shoes: Black boots -Gloves: Black gloves. -Other:Social Standing: Fairly well known though he is still only an apprentice. Occupation: Sith Apprentice Hobbies: Training on people, allowing him the pleasure of killing another. Likes: To kill people, hear screams of the dying, torturing others, practicing with the dark side of the force. Dislikes: Jedi, anything or anyone that tries to bring good to the world. Strengths: He is relentless in a fight, and is well trained in the dark side of the force. Weaknesses: He is angered easily. Personality: He is a psychopath, his mind is virtually one track once he sets his mind to something. He is ruthless, cunning, and mute. History/Background:When Ferus was nine, his parents had taken him to the Jedi to see if you could become an apprentice, he was not accepted at his current age, and his parents were told to wait a year and bring him back where they would train him. Its uncertain why, but on the night of his tenth birthday, he broke into a chaotic rage and slaughtered his parents. Being an only child, he had no siblings. It was a week before anyone had came to their house to, as they lived on the outskirts of town. It was his uncle who had came to the home, where they found his parents finding Ferus eating his decaying parents; both of which at this point were unrecognizeable. His uncle took him in, uncertain as to what happened, but he couldn't get Feris had gone mute. His uncle found out on his own soon enough, one night, not long after the incident, he woke up to his wife murdered. Feris next to him covered in blood. His uncle soon realize that they he and his wife had been tied to the bed. For the next three hours, Feris would torture, and brutally murder his uncle. A Sith by the name of Darth Fury was drawn to the apprentices power, and rage. From there he was taken in as an apprentice. *Misc: Weapon of Choice: Ferus uses a lightsaber with a straight hilt, it emits a red blade. Along the side of the hilt he is able to switch it on, lock it so that it will stay on even if he releases the hilt, and double the blades length all with the same switch. DarkScarlettVixen  Shea Na Name: Shea Na Age: -- Gender: Female Birth Date: -- Sexual Preference: Hetero Race: Togruta Appearance: Shea-Eye Colour: Black -Hair Colour: -- -Hair Style: -- -Height: 5'7" -Weight: -- -Other Features: Instead of hair she has hair tails that are striped. She also has two curving horns, striped in the same manner as her head tails -Clothes: She wears layers of dresses. The bottom layer is a plain black shift, long sleeved and fitted. The sleeves flare out at the wrists a bit and the skirt of the dress is full and falls down to the floor so it usually looks like she's gliding instead of walking. Over that is a sleeveless gown she leaves open and binding it all together she wears a broad belt. -Shoes: -- -Gloves: -- -Other: Social Standing: Well known Occupation: Jedi Knight Hobbies: Dancing Likes: Being in nature, spending time with others, learning new things Dislikes: Staying in buildings for too long, shoes Strengths: "People" skills Weaknesses: Large bodies of water Personality: Friendly, open, playful History/Background: She is the niece of Shaak Ti *Misc: Generally uses two lightsabers Weapon of Choice: Lightsaber
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 3:04 pm
Stowik Tempezt stood in one of the many training rooms of the Jedi Temple. He held his lightsaber in his right hand, held before him and at a mid guard. He breathed deeply and listened intently. It was difficult to hear the sounds of the remotes moving over the buzzing thrum of the white blade of his lightsaber. He felt out with the force and could feel the remotes where they hovered and floated around in the air around him. There were four of them, three had grouped together on one side of him and he turned to face them. His eyes were closed, there would have been no point in opening them anyways since he had blindfolded himself prior to activating the remotes, he did not want to be tempted to peek.
The remotes responded to his movement almost immediately. The remote that had remained alone was now facing Stowics back and fired a low powered blast at him. Stowik immediately swung his lightsabers blade to intercept with a deft flick of his wrist. Stowik then spun to one side, raised his arm, and flicked his wrist several more times deflecting the similar blasts that the other three remotes had fired at him the instant they had seen him react to the first remote. Within the space of a single moment all four of the remotes began moving rapidly and firing consecutive bolts from multiple angles and directions. Stowik launched himself into a flurry of white bladed energy bolt deflection which he would continue for at least an hour before finally deactivating the remotes by flipping the primary toggle with a small use of force telekinesis but until then he would remain one with the force and one with his blade.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 4:38 pm
Davrik had been walking through the hallways for well over two hours now, thinking, allowing each idea into his memory only brush it away unsatisfied. Then he came upon the training room to which Stowik--his former apprentice--was training. Watching the blur of the white lightsaber's movements, he nodded, seeing as he had trained this now Jedi Knight well.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 4:44 pm
Stowik reached out with the force and took hod of all four of the remotes with the force while still deflecting and intercepting their bolts with his saber. He flipped the toggle on each remote and then levitated them to a shelf on one wall. He did not deactivate his blade but held it in a low guard, the standard ready stance for Makashi, and stood facing away from the open doorway.
"Ah, Master Cindar. It is good to 'see' you. You are just returning from your mission, no?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 5:05 pm
"Yes, I am back and so is the senator that I had to escort..." Davrik continued to look at his former apprentice, "I see you're practicing as always Stowik...I assume its going will yes?" He walked a bit more into the room, seeming to pace lightly across its surface as he talked.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 5:14 pm
"Yes, of course deflecting remote bolts is not much of a challenge anymore. Perhaps you could honor me with a brief sparring session. Something to actually break a sweat over." Stowik said to his Master and turned to face him. He offered the traditional Makashi salute with a flourish before returning his saber to its ready position. He reached up with his left hand and pulled the blindfold down from his face so that it rested around his neck, over his shoulders.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 5:36 pm
"Yes, I suppose we could have a brief sparring session...I can see how training against remotes could be, shall I say unchallanging." Davrik smiled lightly and bowed slightly before holding his left hand outward from his side, slighlty forward. Using the force to grab the lightsaber that was holster on his left hip, he pulled it into his hand, gripping the fairly thick hilt firmly in hand, the trigger pulled flush with the hilt. The bronze beam jetted out from the hilt and he brought it into the ready position. "One lightsaber each, we fight as equals yes." Grinning slightly he motion with his head to allow his former apprentice to make the first move.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 6:04 pm
Stowik readied himself, extending his awareness in the force, and then leapt forward with a wide swing that brought his saber directly in front of him, point first at his former Master. He began to gather the force into himself readying himself to employ his own special version of Makashi, which was a form of lightsaber combat specifically designed to combat other lightsabers.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 6:14 pm
Davrik quickly jumped backwards, exiting the range of his former apprentices attack, "Going to be pulling out all the stops?" He smiled and quickly leapt forwards in response. Davrik sending a powerful attack, swinging at Stoik from the left as low as his right knee cap, up towards his left shoulder.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 6:26 pm
Stowik ducked and angled his blade tip down. He intercepted the strike from Cindar and allowed it to slide up the length of his own blade before giving his former mentors blade a light push with the force to lift it off his own before it severed his fingers. He then flicked his wrist and brought the tip of his blade from where it had been diagonal to the ground and parallel to his mentor to come forward toward Cindars chest.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 7:01 pm
Davrik spun, avoiding the blow, his arm coiling around him. Stopping the forward movement of his previously attack and quickly swining it around with the movement of his body. The bronze blade aimed for Stowiks neck as his feet were perpendicular to the white blade that was Stowiks. Should Stowik be unable to block, the bronze of his blade would stop dead, an inch from its target, the spar won and ended on his part. However, should Stowik be quick and not block, but simply attack his index finger was ready to push the side button allowing for the near instant shift in power and his thumb ready to add nearly a third to its length if needed, though simply only watchful for Stoicks next move should he dodge his attack.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 7:23 pm
Stowik quickly composed himself and lashed out with a wide force push directed at Master Cindars upper chest so as to deflect his saber upwards and away and to put some space between them. Simultaneously, Stowik darted away from his former Master and then rose facing him with his lightsaber held in a forward guard.
"Clever, Master. But you taught me to well for that." Stowik said.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 8:43 pm
"Yes I did, and that is why you are the Jedi before me." Davrik grinned and charged Stowik, after gaining some speed he leap from the ground like a bullet, giving himself and extra push with the force. Moving rapidly closer to Stowik. In mid-flight he twisted his body setting the bottom of his feet onto the ground, his body at a diagonal Davrik's lightsaber before him ready to push against Stowik's blade. In an attempt to break through Stowik's guard and hoping to take out Stowik's legs with his own thus dropping him to the floor.
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