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 Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 4:37 pm
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 4:39 pm
"You don't want to hurt me. But see how deep the bullet lies...." Gaia Name: ..s.k.i.t.t.l.e.s..Name:Brast'Isisina'Thornehet "Isis."Age:Twenty-SevenGender:X-ChromosomeRace:ChissHeight:Five-Feet Weight:One-Hundred and Twenty-Eight PoundsAlignment: Very much in the gray, but her actions always have the best of intentions in mind for the greater good.
Faction: n/aLightsaber Style: None Currently.Lightsaber Form: n/aLightsaber Color: n/aLightsaber Upgrades:n/aRank: PadawanClass: None at the momentAccessories: - DL-44 heavy blaster pistol
- A single Thermal Detonator, for last minute suicide attempts.
- Pendant: Just a small trinket from her home world, a large circular crystal hanging from a silver chain around her neck.
- Aspirin: Or some form of it, for the headaches.
Transportation: Whatever is going to get her to where she needs to go without charging her a price she will have to refuse...Home World: Csilla, home world as well as the world in which her Bloodline originated. Force Powers:n/aCustom Techniques:n/aSkills/Abilities- Inhuman-Night Vision: Force vision aside, the Chiss have an uncanny ability to see through the darkness using a natural, "Night Vision," which pretty much leaves no shadowed area to be had. Coupled with her force sight, which she is aware of and yet unsure of, she can perfectly see through the darkness with great ease.
- Night Stalker: A long side her ability to see clearly through the darkness, Isis, is a proficient stalker, when moving to be unseen, her footsteps rarely make noises, nor does her breathing give away her location. It is safe to say that when she has you in her sights she can follow you to the ends of the Earth and you wouldn't have even been the wiser of her presence.
- Contortionist: Bendable as rubber, Isis moves freely with the use of her body as her primary weapon. Squeezing through tight places, and into odd cracks and corners. Contorting her body into weird shapes to fit the situation. Her fighting style is something to behold, of course, it's not a great idea to experience it first hand if you do not intend on having a broken neck.
- Underwater Breathing & Cold Immunity: Not really. But her people had once thought that she almost could, having been able to hold her breath for seven minutes underwater. It's not really a skill so much as a neat ability. Which is why they jokingly dubbed her, "Lady of Lakes." As for the immunity to cold, Isis lived on a planet consumed by it her whole life. The cold does not bother her in the slightest bit, it's the heat that always gets her the most.
- Up Side to Experimentation: Though the things her Ex-Husband did to her were unspeakable and completely contorted her sleeping habits, it did have one viable good side affect, and that was her inability to fall for Jedi tricks. They are incapable of using their mind control powers over her to get what they want from her. Personality Traits:From the moment that she could walk and think independently, Isis was taught by her mother and grandmother all the requirements a proper lady was to have. If she intended one being married into a wealthy family with great political power and control.Journal Entry:Brast'Isisina'Thornehet was born into a royal bloodline, in which had been big supporters of the Chiss Ascendancy. Most of the Royal family married into the House Nuruodo, making all members of her family deeply routed in the art and chaos of war. To say the least, it was the most dysfunctionally functioning family that the world had ever known. People often fought for power over one another, involving three affairs and two assassinations. The Thornehet heritage had been paved in blood, but none the less it had existed, coming full circle with order at the holy union of her mother and father, both of whom were decorated and seasoned veterans of war and politics, before bringing her and her siblings into existence.
The youngest of five and the only female, Isis's life was doomed to be a wife to a wealthy member of the House of Nuruodo, where as her brothers would train for the military and other branches of the Chiss life that would make them great in whatever field they excelled. Out of all the Thornehet children, Isis showed the most remarkable intelligence and diplomacy, but with her father's lack of support for a greater life, she was betrothed to a scientist by the name of Kovis'Kevlart'Kethal, duly named Kev. He was known for biological advancements for Chiss during the colder seasons and how to completely annihilate frost bite, being that their home world was covered in frigid wastelands. He was brilliant, too brilliant he would prove in the long run.
When Isis finally came of age she was wed off to Kev, all hope of a better life in the outside world dying in the instant that he took her to bed for the first time. She was his object, not his wife and better half. Isis was not even responsible for house work, just to remain beautiful and perfect in the public eye as was any Duchess much like her. Isis was disinterested in most things, as her faith in her life, or lack of, drove her to thoughts of suicide. Kev had stopped her in her only actual attempt when he had revealed to close friends that she was, "stupid," and, "useless," though she had been sitting right next to him. Thinking that this was going to be a natural part of their life, Kev drugged Isis and made her part of a new experiment to eradicate female emotion from the Chiss brain. Only to make her a thoughtless, mindless sex doll that he could come to when his needs had to be met.
Unfortunately, his experiment had failed, and Isis suffered greatly for it. Isis was certain she was being followed though she was completely alone. Thoughts of voices calling out to her in the middle of the night, nightmares and night terrors kept her eyes from shutting for more than a few seconds. Chronic insomnia plagued her physical health while the failed experiments shattered her already shaky mind. As a last chance to save her life, for she indeed wanted to leave, Isis packed what little she could and sought an escape, fleeing her planet for the adventures that the world could have conveyed for her. Though she was away from Kev and the world that had betrayed her best interests, she is still plagued by chronic fear every time she closes her eyes. Headaches are always keeping her from being comfortable, her concentration is slowly beginning to shatter, it wont be long before she completely cracks and pray for the universe's safety if that occurs. Isis is on a search to find ANYTHING that will bring her previous happiness and sunny disposition back to her.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 6:02 pm
"Sometimes Thou may'st walk in Groves,
which being full of Majestie will much advance the Soul.
" Ｂ Ａ Ｓ Ｉ Ｃ ● ● ● Ｉ Ｎ Ｆ Ｏ Ｒ Ｍ Ａ Ｔ Ｉ Ｏ ＮXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX ► ► ► G a i a - N a m e:● ..s.k.I.t.t.l.e.s.. C h a r a c t e r - N a m e:● High Priestess Sherizada Avi-Na'aakA g e:● One-Hundred Twenty-Five, relatively young for an Avi Priestess, which would be the human equivalent of a Twenty Year oldR a c e:● Avi, from the planet of Avi-Na'aakG e n d e r:● XX-ChromosomeO c c u p a t i o n:● Senator and High Priestess of her PeopleA l i g n m e n t:● Though benign, all Avi people, Sherizada included, would follow the Force. Or the Path of Light F a c t i o n:● H o m e - W o r l d:● Avi-Na'aak.. Ａ Ｐ Ｐ Ｅ Ａ Ｒ Ａ Ｎ Ｃ Ｅ ● ● ● Ｉ Ｎ Ｆ Ｏ Ｒ Ｍ Ａ Ｔ Ｉ Ｏ ＮXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX ► ► ► H e i g h t:● Five-Feet, Five InchesW e i g h t:● One-hundred Forty-Five PoundsH a i r - C o l o r:● A wide spectrum of colors including teal, violet and blue with golden stranded highlights. E y e - C o l o r:● The eye on the left side of her face is an ocean like blue, the other is a golden yellow like that of the sun. S p e c i a l - M a r k i n g s:● Sherizada has tattoos on her face resembling tear drops, a pair of them on each side of her face, in a lovely shade of purple. The jewel in the center of her head was surgically transplanted there when she become High Priestess, it is a brightly colored green stone that illuminates in the darkness. C l o t h i n g:● Sherizada’s clothing resembles that of the Middle East on Earth. Most of the time her hair is tied back in ceremonial hair pieces with a veil made of sheer fabric that is adorned with golden shapes and markings. With an intricately woven bodice, each one with colorful markings resembling birds in flight, with long robes to conceal her tattooed legs, Sherizada leaves everything to the imagination. It is the only proper way a High Priestess should dress. On special occasions, she will wear belts made of golden bells, or necklaces and bracelets made of her planet’s gold reserve. Which of course, is to be considered valuable and Godly. Ｐ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｏ Ｎ Ａ Ｌ ● ● ● Ｉ Ｎ Ｆ Ｏ Ｒ Ｍ Ａ Ｔ Ｉ Ｏ ＮXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX ► ► ► P e r s o n a l i t y:● Sherizada is the pride of her people. Her words, actions and thoughts reflect only the good nature of her kind and their regal lean on doing right by their own accord. Her job is only to present herself as a vessel between her kind and that of the rest of the universe, she is not without her own sense of self. Never speaking out of turn or raising her voice, she is a quiet reflection of divinity. As High Priestess, it was her job to unite her people with their great Owl God, Na'aak, whom guides them through life with justice, wisdom and underestimated strength, Sherizada is not a force to be reckoned with. Insulting her people may not lead to a rash throwing of words, but rest assured she can argue with the best of them; and will take a moment to assure you that your assumptions about her people are very wrong indeed.
This bird creature's thoughts are not always her own, for only the preservation of her planet is in mind, she rarely acts out on her own accord and will remain reclusive if the moment arises when she must present her own feelings on a matter. Though it appears as though she may think herself better than everyone else, that is not the case, for she believes herself no more important than the dirt that lines the ground or the clouds above head. Everything plays a valuable part in this life, and destruction breaks Sherizada's heart, especially that of a planet. A quiet strength and a strong sense of purpose, it is hard to thwart her devotions.
There is a part of Sherizada that only a select few see, a woman who likes to delegate situations where she alone is concerned. Aside from the Grand Vizier, she does not like being told what to do, where to go or how to be. Though her people rely on her acting in a certain manner, having any kind of freedom that is not completely exhibited seems to be a contradiction to the term. C u s t o m - T e c h n i q u e s: ● Cloak: This allow Sherizada to appear completely invisible. However, she must stand incredibly still and make no movements, slow her breath and heartbeat and appear to be dead. Any sudden breaking of the flow of wind around her will alert a powerful being that someone is indeed there.
● Minor Healing Properties: Some small injuries can be easily healed using the magic of the Energy crystal, but they must usually be only flesh wounds. For major wounds, such as blaster holes that go through the entire body, she can only clot the blood and stop it from leaking at an alarming rate.
● Voice Phenomenon: A skill that she has not actually used in her lifetime is the ability to mimic voices near perfectly. The Avi use it to instill hope in themselves by hearing the voices of the people they love. Perhaps it can be put to better use later on.
● Enhanced Eidetic Memory: Since having been planted in the forehead, the crystal allows all those of the High Priesthood to remember almost everything they hear or see. It is important for when you have to remember prayers for special ceremonies and sermons. The Avi have over a hundred thousand prayers and chants.
● Erosion: Because the Avi have such an affinity for their planet and all the Earth it inhabits, Sherizada is allowed to bring certain aspects of plant and Earth back to life, or cause them to rot and decay. Most stones, even marble are not immune. She cannot however, move or manipulate metal in any way shape or form.
● The Sending: This ability has never been used nor does anyone know how it works. All the prayer talks about is a strange black that envelopes the body of the user. Sherizada has decided to not be the first Priestess to try it out. At least, not yet that is.
R a c i a l - S k i l l s/A b i l i t i e s:
● Flight: All Avi people are capable of flight. Even with their human sized bodies, they are able to soar through the skies with limitless possibilities in directions and such.
● Avian Transformation: A painful ability for all those of the Priesthood is to transform their bodies to appear more birdlike, such as their feet and hands mutating into sharp and dangerous talons that can grip just about anything. This allows them to fly carrying someone with them, however, they cannot transform and lift to the skies in a matter of seconds. It takes at least a five to ten minute prep time; depending on how skilled the Priest is. In Sherizada’s case, she has not tried to do this once.
● Mass Transformation: Carrying another body is heavy for Sherizada. In order to alleviate some of the stress an extra body poses on flight, she can alter the weight of said body using the strength of her second set of wings. This makes a body weighing no more than 500 feel as though only 200. Sherizada’s legs, though powerful and strong, cannot withstand long periods of extra weight.
W e a p o n (s):
● Lightning Rod: A weapon that the Grand Vizier had constructed for Sherizada’s use in the case that she may be in danger. Though she has no idea she has it, this telescopic spear is grafted with a green energy crystal at it’s peak. When an individual is struck, 1000 watts of electricity is forced through their body. The body of the spear is solid white. It is currently not with her, back at the place where the Vizier was murdered, it must be retrieved if she wishes to use it.
A c c e s s o r i e (s):
● Green Energy: Every Avi person, from the moment they are born are given a small shard of Green Energy that is inserted into their body or hung upon the body in various locations. The royal family wears their crystals in crowns, regular people wear earrings or necklaces. However, Sherizada's shard is surgically inserted her forehead as a sign of her Priesthood. It is a painful process that any of her position must go through, screaming in pain of any kind is cause for excommunication. Sherizada may never have even flinched due to her training. The Crystal acts as a powerful magical talisman that, within the same vicinity of the main body of the crystal, is capable of doing remarkable things. Since Sherizada is miles from home, the crystal can only perform minute tasks.
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P l a n e t - o f - R e p r e s e n t a t I o n:
● Avi-Na'aak, a newer planet to the Galactic Senate
T I m e - I n - S e n a t e:
● Less than a few days.
P a r t n e r:
● None currently, the previous spot had been taken by a member having since been murdered after a short moment on the planet.
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● Sherizada was not of royalty, nor were her parents important in terms of hierarchy. Her mother was a teacher and her father had been a guard of the Green Crystal, to the Avi people called, “Tah-Roo-Tao.” An Avi is born five years old for they spend five years of their life inside their egg before coming into the world. The mother watches over the egg to ensure that it stays warm and dry. They had no idea that their very own child would be the next in line for the Priesthood, though they did have hopes that it could be possible. The period between the death of one Priest and the birth of another is called, The Era of Chaos, for it is usually the hardest year. In actuality, the Avi feel that without a Spiritual Leader they are the furthest away from God as one could be. Once the Priest passes away, it is said that the great Owl God, Na'aak chooses a new egg and blesses it with His likeness and thus is hatched in that image. Most of the Avi are very bird like, having bird heads and feathers that line the length of their arms. The Priests and Priestesses chosen are decided by a birth defect that makes them appear more human than bird. It is this phenomenon that helps decide whom shall be the new Spiritual Leader.
The new Priestess was born with wings attached to her back, much like The Great Owl. Her facial features were human like, with sharp teeth and claws, and after the death of Naseem, Sherizada was born. Right after her hatching she was taken from her parents and placed into the care of the royal family and their Grand Vizier, who would begin her year long training. Since young Avi spend such a long time inside of their hatching egg, it makes easier for Spiritual Leaders to commence their training immediately after birth. Sherizada was never allowed a childhood. From the moment that she could speak their native language, she was reading long texts from the Priests of past Eras. Learning dances, chants, charms, prayers and all of the things required in order to be a High Priestess. It was work that no child should ever have to endure. Once the Era of Chaos was through and Sherizada came of age, she underwent her surgery, having the Green Energy Crystals installed into her forehead. A test that would prove if her training was a success, any cries of pain would excommunicate her from her home planet and the Era of Chaos would reign for five-hundred years. Since it was not her intention to be the first Priest since the dawn of their creation to fail this test, she held the pain and suffering back, as she was trained for, and passed. The Rights of Passage was a ceremony that would place the Green Energy source in her care and the five year mediation period which she spent isolated in her temple would begin; to cleanse the old Priest and bring herself closer to the planet.
Even for such a young Priestess, Sherizada had done many wonderful things for her people. The crops that kept all Avi fed flourished the likes not a single Avi had seen in their lifetimes. Her connection and love for her people was unequalled and changed the way the Priesthood is to be run. Most spent their time in prayer deep within the Energy Crystal’s chamber. Sherizada saw it fit to spend her time amongst the people. Walking with them, helping with the daily chores. Implementing the family dinner, instead of segregating everyone into their separate homes; they ate as one.
In just a hundred years, she convinced her people that remaining separate from the rest of the universe was a mistake they would all have to pay for. The Outer Rim was no place for a planet like hers to have fostered no allies. The first fifty years of council meetings was by far the worse. Though she loved her people, for they were her life the only thing she knew and was sure of in this whole world; things needed to change if she wanted to preserve their way of life. After years of deliberation, it was concluded that they would join the rest of the unknown and make themselves part of the Senate. The problem then became, who was appropriate enough to serve as the two senators needed? The Grand Vizier was one of them, and Sherizada devoted herself as the second. Her people objected, in that she needed to remain on their planet in order to best serve them. With a heart filled with hope and love, she assured them that she would not be away from them forever, and they could do without her presence. As long as they protected the Green Energy, they would never be without.
Sherizada and The Grand Vizier set off for the Galactic Senate, though it was a necessary evil, she did have a heavy heart leaving her people behind. The connection to them, however, would never be broken. She seeks to unite her kind with the rest of the universe.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 1:16 pm
"Better me to think you are a fool than for me to have to open up your chest and rip it out of you."B A S I C - I N F O R M A T I O N » »xxu s e r - n a m e xxxxxxxxx ■■ ..s.k.i.t.t.l.e.s..» »xxn a m e xxxxxxxxx ■■ Wayanna "Ursa" Tsu » »xxf o r m a l - t i t l e xxxxxxxxx ■■ Ursa Dark Lady of Desire » »xxa g e xxxxxxxxx ■■ Twenty-Five» »xxg e n d e r xxxxxxxxx ■■ XX chromosome» »xxr a c e xxxxxxxxx ■■ Echani » »xxa l i g n m e n t xxxxxxxxx ■■ The Light (But truly the Darkside)» »xxr a n k xxxxxxxxx ■■ Dark Lady of the Sith» »xxo c c u p a t i o n xxxxxxxxx ■■ Galactic Senator» »xxf a c t i o n xxxxxxxxx ■■» »xxh o m e w o r l d xxxxxxxxx ■■ ThyrsusA P P E A R E N C E - I N F O R M A T I O N » »xxh e i g h t xxxxxxxxx ■■ Five-Feet Five Inches » »xxw e i g h t xxxxxxxxx ■■ One Hundred Twenty Two Pounds » »xxe y e - c o l o r xxxxxxxxx ■■ A very pale shade of green. Not a very common color amongst her people, some would call it a defect or an unfortunate circumstance. Since most Echani people have pale gray eyes. Of course, prolonged use of her powers begins to fill them with a deep shade of crimson. Once rested they will return to their normal state. » »xxh a i r - c o l o r xxxxxxxxx ■■ Due to the nature of her kind, almost all Echani have a variation of naturally white hair. Thus, so does Wayanna» »xxc l o t h i n g xxxxxxxxx ■■ EverydayS I T H - I N F O R M A T I O N» »xxS a b e r - a p p e a r a n c e xxxxxxxxx  XXX  » »xxS a b e r S t y l e xxxxxxxxx ■■ Double-Wielded » »xxf o r m xxxxxxxxx ■■Ataru and Juyo» »xxc o l o r xxxxxxxxx ■■ Black » »xxu p g r a d e s xxxxxxxxx ■■ none at the moment » »xxa c c e s s o r i e s xxxxxxxxx ■■The Cocktail: Is a collection of vials with various liquids that each serve a unique purpose. There are seven in total, (Not such a unique number...)
- Lust: (Red) Makes the drinker desire whom ever is in the room, or more importantly the first person that the drinker eyes. This is much like a love potion, only Lust actually works. It is imperative that Wayanna use this only if she is one on one with another individual. Too many people could ruin the spell entirely. (Combinations: Drinking Lust with Anger, will drive a person mad.)
- Anger sad Orange) Excites a murderous tendancy in any one person. The most amazing part of this potion is that once inside the blood stream of the individual it disguises itself as natural endorfines. It merely need be injected into an individual and that person begins terrorizing a group of unsuspecting people. They may even try to kill someone if they are being restrained. The only way to get rid of this potion is to kill the person it has been injeted. They will not stop.
(Combinations: None, aside from Lust)
- Greed sad Yellow) Greed is a wonderful little distraction potion that when injected or dropped into someone's drink causes them to over exert themselves in whatever they are doing. Such as eating, drinking, reading, writing or whatever else may be the case. It will be hard to focus your attention on anything else aside from the blubbering fool furiously trying to acheieve all the books in the library.
- Envy: (Green) Envy is very, very tricky. Two individuals must consume the same amount of this liquid in order for the potion to work. Once acheieved, the two begin to argue,at first subtly, growing ever more intense, until they begin to try to assassinate one another. They are usually fighting over something the other has and the other one wants.
(Combinations: A few drops of Anger will make them excite an entire crowd to fight for the same reason.)
- Sloth sad Blue) Sloth is the easiest to administer, the hardest to concoct. The vial merely be thrown into a large or small group of people and once in the air, causes every person in that group to fall into a coma like sleep. They can be awaken, but usually with a short term case of amnesia. It works best when there is one person in that group that need not remember a certain piece of information, which gives Wayanna time to find and destroy them.
(Combinations: None)
- Gluttony sad Indigo) Gluttony is not a vial on it's own. If administered, it does nothing. Gluttony enhances whatever liquid it is added too. If Wayanna wants over kill, Gluttony is the one to do it.
- Pride sad Purple) Pride forces drinkers to hallucinate confections of their own image. The hallucinations then proceed to diminish an individual by revealing all of their dark secrets. This is perfect for one person. THe effects last a great deal, but an undetermined amount of time.
» »xxt r a n s p o r t a t i o n xxxxxxxxx ■■ stuff F O R C E - I N F O R M A T I O N» »xxt e c h n i q u e s xxxxxxxxx ■■Force Push
■■Force Pull
■■Saber Throw
■■Force Jump
■■Force Speed
■■Force Projection
■■Force Concealment
■■Force Combustion
■■Force Deflection
■■Drain Knowledge
■■Force Destruction» »xxc u s t o m - t e c h n i q u e s xxxxxxxxx ■■Darth Ursa, the Dark Lady of Sin's natural ability is to excite the sin most present in every individual. Though JedI feel themselves exempt from the rule of sin, for it leads to the Darkside. Everyone, in Wayanna’s opinion has a place within them where the darkness is itching to be set free. It is this knowledge that Ursa derives her powers from. The huddle masses of people that plague the universe can be easily disposed of using the powers of Sin and desire.
■■Lust: Is the unfurled want and desire for another being. Wayanna’s most favored Sin of them all. All of her followers are endowed with this Sin not only for her sick pleasure, but to control them as well. When you want something, you make damn sure it is always in sight. Ursa can instill this Sin in a multitude of ways. The first and foremost, is to take a lover to her bed. Most commonly used on a single foe. One taste of Wayanna is enough to ensure complete and utter loyalty. The second, is to give a large group something to Lust after. Most common, a single goal. Once the Lust within targets is released the individual target will follow blindly in hopes that that Lust will be fulfilled. It is not the Sin itself but the prospect when it comes to this particular Sin.
■■Wrath: If Lust is her favorite, Wrath will come in a very close second place. There is nothing like watching a group of idiots fighting over something that does not exist. It starts by finding out exactly what makes an individual angry enough to kill for. With that valuable information, Wayanna can convert anyone to the Darkside. Once induced, an individual is maddened into completing a common goal simply for the sake of revenge. I.E a lost loved one, invasion of ones home world. There are many things that can make a man off the handle angry, it’s a matter of finding that which turns men into animals.
■■ Greed:
■■Sloth:
■■Pride:
■■Gluttony:
■■Envy: » »xxs k i l l s / a b i l i t i e s xxxxxxxxx ■■ Tactical Warfare: Brilliant at knowing what to do and when to do it. Everything she does is like playing Chess. She sets her pieces up making it seem as though she is moving without knowing care, but secretly already has you in check. A lot of the time, Wayanna is only moving around certain pieces. Her most favored type of warfare is allowing the enemy to destroy itself, within itself. It is much more entertaining to watch the enemy cut it's own head off as the body scatters around perplexed and decimated. Girls' gotta have her fun.
■■ Hand to Hand Combatant: Due to her race, Wayanna does not appear to know how to fight. For the Echani are silent, pale and graceful. They were responsible for the fighting methods that are still taught to young Jedi today. She spent most of her life training and organizing her own fighting style that for a small fraction of her life, she knew nothing else. Wayanna is very proficient with her body and her combative skills. Her frame is perfect for strikes that may not be all that powerful but are fast and precise. Coupled with her expansive knowledge of the humanoid body, she will prove to be a formiddable foe.
■■ Pre-Cognitive Battle Function: By race, she is capable of lightly predicting the moves of a foe before they themselves even make the move, based entirely on the move that was executed first. Part of the Echani training is studying the fighting types of all other predominate races, included a select few small groups that make their appearence known. Since her knowledge of those fighting styles still remains lodged in her mind, it is easy to predict how an enemy is going to react based on her own movements. Wayanna's first reaction in battle is to let the enemy come to her. From then on, she can tell what kind of fighter the foe is, whether courageous, cautious, passion driven, that sort of thing. Next she allows them to tire out, to learn their style of fighting, if there is one to be had. Once that information is discovered. It's only a matter of time before the enemy is finally defeated.
■■ Seduction: Seducing is second nature to Wayanna. All her life she was confind to the study of her body and the bodies of others. Skin enticed her. Thralled her to stick with her people till they were of no use to her. Though her training partners were not aware, Wayanna used their sparring to train further her understanding of the body. To feel the skin. To know what it was to touch them and where to get the most reactions. Later that night they would return to her home in secret begging for her touch once more. Since then, Wayanna has become a master at the art of pleasure and seduction. In everything she does, walking, sitting, eating, drinking, reading, writing, dancing. EVERYTHING, is for the art, as she calls it. Wayanna can gain favor and trust from anyone she affects. Sometimes through touch, others through looks and body movements.
■■ Pressure Points: Just like with most of her abilities, this one derived from her training when she was just a girl. The art of pressure points and how to use them properly. So traversed in this knowledge, Wayanna can use this to paralyze her victims, stop them from walking, moving their arms, blinking. Sometimes, even breathing. It's all a matter of necessity.
P E R S O N A L - I N F O R M A T I O N» »xxb i o g r a p h y xxxxxxxxx ■■ There is an old saying, murderers are not born, but created through the tireless efforts of chaos and destruction. The Tsu family must surely be the contradiction to that rule. Since the first conceived Tsu born into this world, they have slaughtered hundreds, leaving behind a trail of heartbreak and melancholy wherever they trek. Dahailus Tsu was the first in the bloodline, having murdered his wife, not altogether a crime, but the manner of such a heinous act was one whispered about for a little over a decade. Before the next Tsu, Mortis, would trump that case with the annihilation of over three hundred traitorous soldiers unwilling to follow the new world order. Mortis was a founding member in the creation of the Sun Guards. The first major Crime based organization on the planet.
Wayanna was the second, and last, of two offspring between Mortis and Magana Tsu. Magana having lost her life in the delivery of her second child. Though not of royal blood, the Tsu family had been well respected amongst the high stature, leading the expectations of each child to be rather high. Argun, Wayanna’s older brother was the first to attempt the time trials and, under his father’s tough reign, passed with record setting speeds. Not only had the bar been set since the moment of her birth, but Argun had made it near impossible for his only sibling to please their father.
Five years old was when Wayanna’s grueling training began. The Echani fighting styles were difficult to remember let alone to successfully execute. The punishment for failure was by death, and as the Tsu bloodline dictates, family was not exempt from said punishment. Despite being pushed to the ledge countless times, Wayanna was introduced to many great teachers, including one in particular whom would one day soon change the course of her life forever.
Watching faithfully and curiously was a member of the Echani people whom was not all together liked, but by far greatly feared. You could say that he was Wayanna’s bridge from where she stood and the Darkside. After a few months of the same face appearing at her training sessions the man came to her house, she was six then. There were arguments with her father that lasted for hours through the night. It wasn’t until he took her by the hand and led her away from her home that she realized something had gone terribly wrong. OF course young Wayanna neither cared nor bothered with the idea that this kidnapper had probably murdered her flesh and blood. Something about him made it feel as though this was suppose to happen.
As fate would have it, Darth Corrus, a former Sun Guard member, had brought her away from the Echani way to lead a life through the Darkside. Which in Wayanna’s opinion sounded far more fun than anything her father could have spewed out.
The training was far more arduous than Wayanna ever had to endure. There were times she felt she was slipping into the cold hands of death only to be brought back to life by her Master and forced to do it again. The Echani training continued, on top of her training as a Sith apprentice. He wanted his Apprentice to be of sound body, mind and soul. Attuned with deception, seduction and chaos.
The blood thirsty murderer in Wayanna only furthered her training to levels Darth Corrus had just scratched the surface. Her knowledge of the corruption in all people great and small would one day play a pivotal role in her uprising from Sith Apprentice to the unforeseen Dark Lady of Sin.
At the end of her training, Wayanna had killed almost all other students under Darth Corrus’s wing. Either by battle or just plain ridding herself of the competition, for he was only going to take on one of them as a full time apprentice. Darth Corrus was going to take on the position of Dark Lord of the Sith. Of course, that was over Wayanna’s dead body. If she desired that spot she would have to play her cards right and for the next four years, she set up to assassinate her Master in the conquest for power.
They were to leave the Echani home world immediately after the completion of her training. The now Sith apprentice had one last thing to do before departing. Returning home Wayanna found her father, now a cripple in a wheel chair hanging on to the last strings of his life. She sat down in front of him and the two stared at one another for a great while before the old man nodded in understanding as Wayanna stood and took his head clean off of his shoulders. The brother was next, he returned home shortly thereafter and met his long lost sibling for the first time in thirteen years. She hated him most of all, for allowing their father to beat her senseless, for all the hours she spent without food or water because her brother had set a too high of standard. And not once, did he stand up and protect her. But it was not his turn to die, not yet. It was easy to knock him out now that she had the means and the speed. Shortly after she set up the crime scene and when the authorities showed up, they arrested and beheaded the remaining living relative that Wayanna had in this world.
Using Wayanna’s powers of persuasion, Darth Corrus was raising a resistance army in order to place himself at the seat of Dark Lord. Of course, Wayanna was manipulating that army against her master using their darkest sins and desires against them.
Darth Corrus called out the Dark Lord of the Sith whom currently held power, only to find that he was not answering. It had been up to Wayanna to find him and bring her Master to him. Which had not happened, instead they were at a remote location far from their destination. The Echani woman broke the silence with her laughter, calling the old man a belligerent fool. Once Darth Corrus realized that he had been betrayed, he took up arms against his Apprentice and ordered the army to do the same. When not a single one of his soldiers had moved he realized he had been double crossed.
Of course, not knowing where the Dark Lord had taken up refuge was a brilliant lie, and Wayanna and her small acquired group of soldiers, expendable assets might she add, moved on to Abyssissa. It was the last known location of the Sith Academy where the head hancho was said to sit. Wayanna was disappointed to find a crippled old man, laying on the edge of a broke down palace. A failed monument to the great Empire of the Sith that which Wayanna loved so dearly. Out of rage and hate for that which she looked up too, she struck him down and murdered him with her own bare hands. Now those still lingering in the hallways of the Sith Academy had not a leader they could look too. Perhaps it wasn't the position she had initially desired, it was befitting. With the Academy at her disposal, she could teach others the beauty of the way of the Sith.
After a few years of rebuilding the Sith Academy, Wayanna set her plans of expansion in motion. But to do that, it would take a great deal of knowledge of the universe she had been so out of touch with for the last few years. There was only one location to do that and it would be some kind of hell trying to convince everyone of her reasons for joining. To do this, she would need more than a few set of nice clothes and a cheery face. Wayanna departed to her home world to find out the identity of the senators. That was the hardest part. Framing them for murder and trechery was the easy part.
After the Senators were disposed of, false records of nobility painted Wayanna Tsu, who changed her name to Ursa Tsu, the most qualified applicant for the Senator position. For her acceptance of the position, the Echani people transported her safely to the Galactic Senate, who swore her in with no knowledge of her true identity. Since then, Wayanna has been looking for a protige to aide her in her conquest for complete dominance over the Galaxy, a feat that was before utterly impossible. » »xxf a m i l y xxxxxxxxx ■■ None, all have been disposed of.» »xxr e l a t i o n s h i p s xxxxxxxxx ■■ Velyn Cor» »xxp e r s o n a l i t y xxxxxxxxx ■■Evil. Sadistic. Chaotic in nature. But never void of charming personality and devious playfulness that gives Wayanna a way in with most folks of polite society or otherwise. A charmer to the rotten core of her being, there is not a single person in this universe that could withstand the pressures of her, classy, advances. (Of course, the prudes of the world need only a shot in the face to... well, punish them for their crime) Amongst people not considered friends, Wayanna pleases the crowd, eventually it will be worth her while. As long as it keeps bringing her closer to her goals, she sees not why one so evil and devious would keep the crowd's favor.
To actual friends, however few and far between then may seem, she is no different. With that said, every prospect of her life could stem from superb relations with every individual she comes in contact with. If you are useful, you will live long enough to BE of use. However, prove to be otherwise and you could find yoursel on a remote planet as your final resting place. Friends are not protected from this rule aside from Velyn, who has been a devoted friend since her arrival at the Galactic Senate.
Wayanna does not get angry. Over emotional. Over active in anything that she does. Though the emotions and sins are coursing through her like rapid rivers she always keeps her cool. It is imperative to learn from the mistakes that others had made in the past. If there is anything to be learned from the Great Sith Lords of the past, it is that anger and hate uncontrolled has done nothing for the conquest of power. Because of the down fall of the Empire long before this time, Wayanna has been able to redesign the Sith Academy to adhere to a new standard. » »xxl i k e s xxxxxxxxx ■■Being Nude
■■Death
■■Sexual Intercourse
■■Beautiful Men and Women
■■Fine Wine
■■Fresh Fruit
■■Dressing Up
■■The Color Red
■■Opera
■■Dancing
■■Silver
■■Flowers
■■Velyn Cor
■■Practicing
■■The Female Anatomy
■■Sunsets » »xxd i s l i k e s xxxxxxxxx ■■People Touching Velyn Cor
■■People Talking in Bed
■■People Talking in General
■■Laughter
■■Jedi Speeches
■■Children
■■Teenagers
■■Senators
■■The Princess, female types
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 10:22 am
UNCOMPLETED  ▋ ▋ ▋ █████████████ die for anyone. what have ii become¿¿ ► ► ► C h a r a c t e r - N a m e:● JocastaA g e:● Tube upbringing has accelerated the aging process significantly. Though Jocasta has the body of a 25 year old, she was born only three years ago. R a c e:● Watcher: a branch of Sith genetically designed by the Sith's leading scientist.G e n d e r:● XX Chromosome, but does not have the ability to reproduce. O c c u p a t i o n:● Sith WatcherA l i g n m e n t:● Darkside F a c t i o n:● H o m e - W o r l d:● Abyssissa Ａ Ｐ Ｐ Ｅ Ａ Ｒ Ａ Ｎ Ｃ Ｅ ● ● ● Ｉ Ｎ Ｆ Ｏ Ｒ Ｍ Ａ Ｔ Ｉ Ｏ ＮXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX ► ► ► H e i g h t:● Five-Feet W e i g h t:● One Hundred Pounds H a i r - C o l o r:● Deep ebony. E y e - C o l o r:● Florescent blue when in complete darkness. A regular ocean blue during any other time.S p e c i a l - M a r k i n g s:● A unique identification code placed on the back of her neck, symbolizing the copyright ownership of her to her creator. Perhaps the most noteworthy marking on her body would be the absence of a bellybutton where she would have been connected to a physical mother, hadn't the tube taken over that role. C l o t h i n g:● Sith Watchers must always be astute, alert and unseen for a good portion of their lives. In fact, they are so good at keeping themselves unseen that basic clothing styles need not imply. For the most part, Jocasta is always concealed by a dark cloak and dark colored clothing so she may blend in well with shadows wherever the case may need to apply. Ｐ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｏ Ｎ Ａ Ｌ ● ● ● Ｉ Ｎ Ｆ Ｏ Ｒ Ｍ Ａ Ｔ Ｉ Ｏ ＮXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX ► ► ► P e r s o n a l i t y:● Personalities are a human aspect of life not instilled in Sith Watchers. They are precise. Calculating. Unequally intelligent with a memory that never seems to end. Their decisions are based on probability and the higher the probability will learn them towards that decision. Almost like having a machine in your midst. If suicide is more plausible than fighting their way, a Sith Watcher will take its own life without a single monetary thought more. Jocasta is no different. She is bound to her code as a Watcher, bound to the way of the Darkside so much in fact she would cease to operate without it. C u s t o m - T e c h n i q u e s:● These are techniques that your character has LEARNED or DEVELOPED over time. They are not the abilities that act as RACIAL TRAITS. There is a space below for that. (A custom technique could be, learning many languages quickly and knowing quite a few) Use the bullets I have provided to list them neatly, or delete the ones you don't need
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R a c i a l - S k i l l s/A b i l i t i e s:● These are skills and abilities that are racially specific. Such as, the Chiss do not leave footprints in the snow and are hard to track. The Wookie are very handy with the use of their homeworld weaponry and are miliatary strategists. Delete what you don't need
● Skill #1
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W e a p o n (s):● Weapons your character is Carrying, not capable of using. Use bullets to space each one, or put them in a list. A c c e s s o r i e (s):● Items your character is carrying with them, or carries with them on a daily basis. I.E Thermal Detanators, radio ear pieces, radio transmitters or scramblers. ● ● ● Ｂ Ｉ Ｏ ● ● ● XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX ► ► ► ● Write your Biography here. It must AT LEAST be three paragraphs. For Jedi Masters and Sith Lords please try for one more, but it is not required.
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