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 Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 11:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 10:30 pm
Username: robayn
Character name: Mabysyn Dekeesha
Race: Anzat-Human Hybrid
Age: 1350(human years)
Sex: Female
Faction: Sith
Rank: Master
Class: (when applicable)
Saber Color: Red
Force Powers: (when applicable)
Weapon of Choice: Kiss of Death
Personal Ship: (NAME/MODEL : if applicable)
Personality: Exceedingly confident to the point of being arrogant, Mab has yet to find herself in a situation to question that arrogance. Having been born strong, and grown only stronger since her existence, her entertainment comes from a sadistic joy in surrounding herself with fragile, easily broken individuals. A dependency on them forms in her after a time, and that dependency often leads her to dangerously psychotic endeavors. When she feeds regularly, she can be known to be reasonable and sometimes even cunning, but should she be denied food for long she will revert to a feral, wild and insane creature.
Hair/Eye color: Black/Yellow
Height/body build: 5'9" -- Athletic
Distinguishing marks: --none.
Background: Born as one of many in a series of experiments at a Genetics Lab Facility on Anzat, Mab's only memory of her mother, or the human chosen as a breeding specimen, is a heartbeat. Before Mab could be removed without harming her mother, her Anzati nature took form and, as a pre-mature newborn she fed on her mother's Soup through the umbilical cord. Mab was saved by the intervention of scientists, but her mother was not. Losing a mother she never know, she gained a psuedo Father - the Lead Scientist on the project.
She spent the next hundred years growing older and undergoing a series of tests and procedures to test her agility, strength, and reactions. What defined her as an Anzati and what defined her as human was put to the ultimate test, and she went through these proceedings over and over again, and it might have driven her mad if the hunger didn't bring her there first. Born with the need to feed on the Soup of sentient creatures, but lacking the physical means, her inability to feed and her equal inability to die from it stole all sense and reason from her mind.
Eventually, as she matured into a blossoming teen, it was discovered that, along with the human DNA her mother had provided, she had been gifted with Force Sensitivity as well. This caused some speculation among some of the scientists, Mab's "father" the loudest, and it was decided that pursuit of some training in Force Sensitivity would be undertaken. Mab's "Father" hope that, with the aid of training, Mab would learn to feed through use of the Force - a concept that was not unknown to the scholar.
It took many years, of which the Anzat had many more, but eventually a Jedi was captured and brought to the planet. He agreed to help teach Mab to feed, only as a means to release her from the feral insanity that had claimed her mind, and, out of sympathy for her condition, accepted the terms of the arrangement - his freedom, for her training. Mab proved to be an efficient learner, either out of an eagerness to be rid of her torment or a cunning of her own mind, and demonstrated her aptness as a student by feeding on her own teacher, and then her father, and, taken by gluttony, the rest of the scientists present.
From there, she left the planet and vowed never to return. She spent a centuries wandering, feeding aimlessly, until she learned the enjoyment in murder as an art form. Taking to assassinations out of entertainment rather than a career, she again proved her efficiency. Mab accumulated quite a lot of wealth in this path, but the only wealth she prized was the kill and the Soup. Eventually she stopped taking contracts for simple merchants and average humans, and began to take only the ones that would provide her with the Soup that she most craved - that of other Force Sensitives.
It was this that brought her to the services of Lord Raven Rahl and Darth Venia, when she was contracted to assassinate the Sith Lord and, for the first time, failed. Rather than killing her for the attempt on her life, he brought her into his empire where she was taken as an apprentice by the Dark Lady. Learning what she could from Venia, Mab swiftly became enamored of the Dark Lady and committed her services and her loyalty to the other woman, even when the other woman was not aware of the Assassin's actions.
Such a time was the killing of Kadan Rahl, under the orders of Darth Validus during his temporary commandeering of the Sith Brotherhood. As well as an act of revenge against the Dark Lord for her initial defeat at his hands, it was a catalyst. Upon the Dark Lord's return, and the news of his son's death, the Dark Lord changed. Withdrawing from his own Brotherhood, and even his lover, it left Venia alienated - and Mab eagerly provided comfort. When the Dark Lord eventually left, on a personal mission of exploration and study of the force, it left Venia as the sole ruler of the Sith Brotherhood - and Venia at her right hand.
Satisfied for a time, Mab felt the stirrings of apathy taking hold and set off in search of further ambitions - the first among them being a debt to pay to a Jedi met in previous years, a Jedi known as Kai'le. Drawing out the Jedi's padawan, Rokumasu Kiriyu, with the help of the former Jedi Irellia, Mab captured the boy and sent his companion - Ronyo Storm - back to his Master with a single, half-circle and a message: the debt was paid. The former agreement to provide Kai'le with an heirloom that had been stolen, for a future favor - a favor that Mab took immediately in the life of Kai'le's padawan.
Twisting the boy's mind with heavy stitches of mind control, she eventually erased all memory of his past and left him with one: Mab, as his mother. She took to him as a Mother would take to a son, but her sadistic pleasure in affair was perverse. Her bond to him, and her control over his mind, fed to her a part of him as well and it began to subtly influence her. Becoming more attached to him than she had intended, and feeling that he was, in fact, her son, began to override her reasoning; Having the boy was not enough, she needed to use him. One the right occasion, she did such a thing; She sent him out to retrieve one Malo Sunrider, descendant of Nomi Sunrider, and, upon returning to her ship to await for her 'son', she took advantage of a wounded Jedi Master and Nexus regent and captured the woman known as Illusha Hegal as well.
Taking the hostages with her, she eventually returned to Anzat. Feeding from the Sunrider girl when she needed to and torturing the Nexus regent when she wished to, Mab spent the journey in a state of near-ecstasy. Though parts of her mind were still plagued by the return to her home, and prison, she buried them in wicked and vulgar indulgences. Returning home, she meant to destroy all traces of the old Lab, and as much of Anzat as possible, but her plans were halted. The Regent, harboring a secret parasite within her, mutated and became the extra-galactic threat that was known as the Brood right before Mabysyn's eyes. With little time to react, and even less to act, she attempted to flee but was stopped by her 'son', Reimus, and the Sunrider. She had to decide: Save herself, or save her son.
She opted for the former, against her own, selfish instincts, and revealed to him the truth in order to push him away. The truth of his life, her lies, and his broken existence. As the Sunrider girl and Reimus left together, the ship barely holding together as the Brood grew and consumed it, Mabysyn disappeared.
Assumed dead, or simply gone, at the focal point of the Brood's birth, she was later discovered on the ravaged planet, after the time-vortex that the Jedi brought with them to defeat the extra-galactic threat, barely alive but still refusing to die. If there was one thing that Mabysyn had been good at her entire life, it was Not Dying. Taken by the Jedi both as a refugee and a political prisoner, she has since been held in a new prison - a floating craft in an undisclosed location. After five years the only living beings aware of her bearings is the current Jedi Grand Master, Ronyo Storm, and those few Jedi required to keep the station operational.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 10:34 pm
Username: Samity Character name: Sam-el Joelk Race: Human (Dathomir) Age: 25 Sex: Female Faction: Jedi Rank: Master Class: (when applicable) Saber Color: Blue Force Powers: (when applicable) Weapon of Choice: Lightsaber Personal Ship: (NAME/MODEL : if applicable) Personality: Provider. Quote: Providers take it upon themselves to insure the health and welfare of those in their care, but they are also the most sociable of all the Guardians, and thus are the great nurturers of social institutions. Friendly, outgoing, neighborly - in a word, Providers are gregarious, so much so that they can become restless when isolated from people. They love to talk with others, and will often strike up a conversation with strangers and chat pleasantly about any topic that comes to mind. Friendships matter a great deal to Providers, and their conversations with friends often touch on good times from years past. Family traditions are also sacred to them. Providers are extremely sensitive to the feelings of others, which makes them perhaps the most sympathetic of all the types, but which also leaves them somewhat self-conscious, that is, highly sensitive to what others think of them. Loving and affectionate themselves, they need to be loved in return. Teal/Grey Height/body build: 5'4" - Muscular Distinguishing marks: Scars on back from whips. Background: Sam's Father was a Grey Jedi, a Stennes man investigating the Frenzied River clan of Dathomir, and her mother was a powerful Witch of Dathomir, the leader of her clan. Her birth, however, revealed not only her father's secret identity (as he had infiltrated as a shape-shifted witch), but her mother's willing hospitality to this male. Both banished from the clan, Sam-el was left to be raised by Arphalia, the eldest Witch of the clan. Though she was raised without suffering stigma of her mother's transgression, her unique physical appearance always reminded her of her difference. As she grew older, and her sisters routinely convinced her that her roots may come from another world, but she had been grown on Dathomir, she accepted that the Frenzied River was her true home. That true home was shattered one night as Nightsisters, a group that the Witches seemed unable to defeat entirely even with the Hapan assistance, and tore the Frenzied River asunder. Those that were not converted immediately were tortured and lashed - Sam-el and nearly all of her sisters. On chance, she was part of a group that managed to break free, but rather than fight the Nightsisters she was ushered away by Arphalia, who convinced her to run.
She was found by Lin Wenu, a smuggler bold enough to risk the Hapan Battle Dragons because he had little to lose. Taking pity on the girl of twelve, he took her with him and, in a rare moment of sound judgement, dropped that particular smuggling run.
Sam spent four years with Lin, and adopted to her new life fairly quickly. By the time she was sixteen, she was as rough and tough as many of the Smugglers in the galaxy, and had the cocky attitude to prove it. She hadn't forgotten the stories of her mother, however, and told Lin that she wanted to discover what had happened to her and her father. He agreed to take her to the Jedi and delivered, though a cantina brawl was an unexpected twist to the agreement.
Apprenticed immediately to Alexander Covenant, Sam-el travelled to Naboo with him for her training. Once there, the bond between Master and Padawan grew substantially and, before their return, Covenant gifted Sam her first lightsaber. It had been his father's Electrum Lightsaber, and one Sam used from then on. It was on Naboo that she learned of her father's lineage and his gift to her - minor shape-shifting abilities. Though she would have to train to develop them, she at least knew what had happened to her parents through her visions. Returning to Coruscant with Covenant, she was Knighted.
She had a short career as a Knight, being raised to Master as Covenent was raised to Grand Master, and not long after that she received news that Covenant had been forced into a self-exile. The Dark Lord Raven Rahl had brought the terror of the Corruo into republic space and threatened the ones Covenant loved - including Sam-el herself and their old friend Kai'le, if Alexander did not leave the Order. As he left, he appointed her Grand Master in his place and she struggled to meet that role in troubling and changing times.
Then the change happened. One day, while meditating with her friend Kai'le at the Force Nexus on Ossus, they were interrupted by the appearance of a woman claiming to be a future version of Sam. Her appearance was strange - white hair instead of teal, luminescent veins along her skin, and horns - but Sam knew, as only she could know, that this was her. They exchanged places, Sam going to where her future self had come from, and 'Jaddah' remained. She claimed to come to stop something that had gone wrong, to make sure that a great evil did not happen, and to prepare the Jedi for what was happening. She spoke of the Brood, and after securing the aid of the Order she embarked to fight the Brood. The plan: draw the Brood to the time of its conception, and eliminate it's existence with the same time-altering technology that she had used to come to the past. By creating a time-vortex in the center of the Brood's place of birth, she reversed its existence to the point just before it came to be, and sucked it into the time vortex with herself. The Jedi and allies that had gone to assist were left behind, some wounded and some far worse from the struggle to subdue the Brood, but most still alive. Sam awoke on Naboo, once more the teal-haired, horn-less Witch of Dathomir.. but with no memory. For five years she's lived on a farm, taken in by a farmer and his daughter, and though she suspects that her distinct lack of skill for the tasks in the home and the farm are evidence that she led a different life, she is happy and content to remain at peace.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 6:47 am
"Memories are my domain." Username: le misanthrope, yoCharacter name: Isani LorenRace: HumanAge: 22 Sex: Female
Faction: Sith
Rank: MasterClass: (when applicable) Saber Color: dark red Force Powers: (when applicable) Weapon of Choice: Lightsaber Personal Ship: (NAME/MODEL : if applicable) (whichever ship she apprehends >>)Personality: Once cold and calculating, Isani Loren was master of herself - there was not a flicker of emotion that crossed he features that she didn't want there. She avoided fights through manipulation, and preferred watching others fight battles she'd staged to crossing blades herself -- not that she wasn't a precise master of the saber. It was simply more amusing to watch others put their lives on the line for idiotic things like ideals.
That was how it was until her memory was erased by the Grandmaster's Force Light, and then she changed. Even after regaining her memory with Alliandre Kigarin's help, Isani strove to be a genuinely kind person, using Ali as her example. She wanted to make up for all the wrong she'd done -- until Ali died.
Isani considers Alliandre's death to be entirely her fault - her punishment for fostering a weakness and thinking she could wash her hands of the blood she spilt so carelessly as a Sith. When Ali died, Isani let the darkness hovering at the edge of her senses - the darkness she'd held at bay, for her friend's sake - rush in. The once Sith, once Jedi Master turned Sith again, and wraps herself in the cold apathy the Darkside affords her.
A master of herself once more, Isani's returned to her cold, calculating self. Isani once again accepts and revels ind darkness and all that it entails - betrayal and death and cold-blooded murder. With one notable exception -- Isani doesn't side-step battles with a mocking smile and a cruel contingency plan. When the mood's on her (the mood that fractures her apathetic mask just a little) she'll fight her own battles for once, almost as if she's daring fate or the force whatever sorry thing governs the universe to take a shot at her.
Hair/Eye color: Brown/GreenHeight/body build: 5'1"/slenderDistinguishing marks: NoneBackground: A quiet curiosity amongst the Sith, Isani began as a sharp-tongued apprentice to the Dark Lord Raven. Both her time as an apprentice and knight were spent passively, Isani choosing to do nothing great but instead forging acquaintanceships with lies, blood, and coolly-issued threats. When she was raised to the rank of master, Isani headed for Corellia to eliminiate the last of her family, and it was there that she first truly noticed Alliandre Kigarin.
Her obsession with the Jedi Knight (no one could be that blindly innocent) escalated until she captured the knight with Sith Knight Kal Rem's help, and tortured her in an attempt to turn her to the Darkside (to prove a point.) Though her techniques unhinged Knight Kigarin, the Jedi remained, for the most part, Jedi and eventually returned to her brethren.
When Isani followed her, the Grandmaster Sam-el Joelk caught her in a Force Light, burning away Isani's memories.
Reawakening with no idea as to who she was or what she was capable of, Isani was grateful when Grandmaster Sam chose not to withhold her identity from her. Sam instead gave Isani a choice - to return to the Sith, or stay among the Jedi. Isani chose the latter, becoming true friends with Alliandre Kigarin and taking on a Padawan.
Isani was with Ali at the time of her death, and is presumed dead as well. Both her saber (blue) and Ali's (green) were recovered; Isani seeks her old saber as well as Ali's for no reason other than to have them as keepsakes - for she has a new one. It's dark red (for blood, Ali's and her own) and deadly (for the remembrance of a Sith Master and her return).
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 8:25 am
Username: Ronyo Storm
Character name: Ronyo Storm
Race: Human
Age: 28
Sex: Male
Faction: Jedi Order
Rank: Weapon Master
Class: (when applicable)
Saber Color:Dark Green
Force Powers: (when applicable)
Weapon of Choice: Duel Lightsabers
Personal Ship: Coreillian Class Light Corevette – The Defender
Personality: Ronyo has always been more at home out in lush forest and natural habitats. He very rarely enjoys going to high urban cities like Coruscant. As a sergeant Ronyo put his units safety above all else and had earned their trust over the years in and out of training. Ronyo enjoyed cutting up with his unit and enjoyed life as it came day by day. Many of his men thought him odd for carrying his twin vibroblades, and constantly teased him about being born in the wrong time period.
Now as a Jedi Ronyo finds himself being confronted by grief and lose around every corner. He uses his humor as a defense mechanism and it usually helps others as well. It is odd to ever see the lighthearted Jedi without a smile on his face, and a warm hello for anyone who passes by.
Hair/Eye color: White/Green
Height/body build: 5’6”/ Toned and Fit
Distinguishing marks: No marks but Ronyo is easily distinguishable by his white robes and green Old Republic cortosis armor he found while on Tython, and let’s not forget his trademark crimson scarf.
Background: Years ago the man standing before the galaxy as the Grand Master of the Jedi Order would have told you such a thing was impossible. Before his infamous mission to the Ghost Ship Sergeant Ronyo Storm of Wolf Pack thought many things were impossible. The time on that cursed alien vessel will live with the Jedi until he becomes one with the force and likely even still. It was that fateful mission that lead Ronyo to his first meeting with the woman who would become his teacher and Master in the force, and his first time to truly experience the force as well.
From that point on he was the Grand Master’s padawan, learning all he could and slowly growing into a Jedi. From the time he was given the small green pearl to the point in which he entered the crystal caves on Ossus he experienced more sensation than most Jedi do in a life time. The people he had come to trust and see as family and friends were taken away one by one, by the darkside. Through those events Ronyo became a Jedi Knight and would soon find his destiny.
It was during his times leading up to becoming a Jedi Knight that Ronyo continued to have dreams…no visions of a distant planet with creatures of shadow and trees reaching to the stars. As a Knight of the Order Ronyo searched and found the planet from his visions and soon enough made a trip. That trip ended up in a crash landing on the fabled world of Tython where the Jedi discovered the long lost wisdom and history of the Old Jedi Order. Through various holocrons and even help from the local fauna Ronyo trained and grew into a well honed warrior of light, and was becoming something not even he could foresee.
Upon Ronyo’s return to normal space the Jedi was faced with the galactic nightmare of the Brood infestation and was elevated to the rank of Jedi Master in order to help with the coming war. Over many battles, many losses, and many victories Ronyo was forged even further into a weapon of the Jedi. With all he had learned and been taught Ronyo along with the rest of the Jedi Order, the Republic, and even the Sith Empire the Brood horror was pushed back and irradiated from the galaxy.
Now Ronyo stand as the Grand Master to the Jedi Order, a title he is not sure he fits best into. The new responsibilities and duties entrusted to the Grand Master have been a burden that keeps Ronyo from entering the field of duty, something he misses. With his new found position Ronyo helped unite the Jedi and Republic in humanitarian efforts to help Brood torn planets and bring some sense of calm to the galaxy once again. Even still Ronyo keeps an eye open for the day the Sith make a dramatic return as they always did to try and force more worlds under their control.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 2:45 pm
Username: The Jedi Exile
Character name: Illyria An-Era / Darth Ensis.
Race: Human/Nagai hybrid.
Age: 29 years.
Sex: Female.
Faction: Sith.
Rank: Master.
Class: (when applicable)
Saber Color: Red.
Force Powers: (when applicable)
Weapon of Choice: Force sorcery.
Personal Ship: (NAME/MODEL : if applicable)
Personality: Patient, assessing, cold and calculating, Illyria is in near perfect control of her emotions, taught to control her anger and not have it control her. As much as she enjoys a good fight and challenge, her first attempt for a solution in any situation will be to take the subtle approach first, negotiate, think, and only resort to violence if it truly is unavoidable to achieve her goal. In battle she will be merciless and fierce.
Hair/Eye color: Black/Silver.
Height/body build: At 6'1" - Athletic.
Distinguishing marks: Blood red Sith tattoos cover her entire body. Patches of skin on her arms, shoulders and stumach show signs of Force corruption, appears fractured and scarred. This condition is usually hidden with the Force.
Background: Born as a daughter of a Nagaian mother and an unwanted human father. The girl was raised by her mother alone, in a generally poor environment on Nagi, a world in the unknown regions and still tormented by the scars of the Toff suppression and war. Wanting a better life for her daughter, age six at the time, Illyria's mother decided to use their savings in order to board a transport to Naboo. The vessel was forced from hyperspace in a trap set by slavers. Illyria never saw her mother again after their capture.
Sold to a merciless crime lord on the planet Carratos, a world thriving on crime and inhabited by many pirates, Illyria was forced to spend the next four years of her childhood working as his cleaning slave.
It was at the age of ten, that a powerful man whom called himself Darth Eruco came to the estate and killed her master for double crossing him about something concerning an old artifact. This same Sith told her, after staring at the seemingly unafraid girl for a silent period of nearly 5 minutes; "If you wish to use that anger to accomplish great things, I'd advise you to follow me."
Now, fourteen years later at the age of 24, that girl returns to known space as a woman. And not just as any, but a fully trained Sith send with but one mission. To take over the Sith Empire once set up by Darth Validus, and to aid in it's prosper.
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Hillbilly Hikari Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 12:07 am
"I'll give you just one piece of advice...dying hurts like hell."  Gaia Username: Hikari Aijuntani
Character Name: "Jo" Jolanka Elgana AKA Darth Venia
Sex: Female
Jedi or Sith: Sith
Saber color: Red
Rank: Master
Force Powers:
Force Scream
Force Choke
Dream Walking*
Force Lighting
Mind Control
Force Push
Force Speed
Force Throw
Force Suppression
Force Barrier
Astral Projection
Thought Bomb
Force Persuasion
Force Bind *
Telepathy
Phase
Force Resuscitation
Mecha-Deru
Force Storm
Force Destruction
Force Darkness*
Alter Image
Force Rage
Force Cloak
Force Absorb
Force Healing
Force Pull
Force Deflection
Precognition
*created powers
Personality: Jo's personality is deeply entrenched in her arsenal of snappy comebacks. Sarcasm is an art form to her. She's fiercely loyal, and is quite willingly to die for those she cares about no matter the consequences which in turn makes her quite the little spitfire in battle. She's intelligent, but prefers to allow her opponents to underestimate her and unwittingly give her the upper hand.
History: Jo's earliest memories are of her beloved home planet of Corellia desperately trying to re-assert itself into the new republic after the defeat of the Empire. As a little girl she remembers the Corellian Incident and the total brush off by the Republic because of it. In turn, Corellia stayed in its current state of disarray and piracy, causing Jo to be sold on to a pirate ship first as a slave girl and as she grew into more of a concubine.
It was then that the ship took on passengers to pass a Republic inspecetion, and she met the men who would change her life completely. Darth Validus. He could project into her mind, taught her to escape......to kill. She had vivid memories of his explaining to her who and what he was. A Sith Lord. And it was a seductive life. Independence and Power.
But it was his apprentice to ultimately swayed her decision to join them. Raven. He could annoy her like no one she had ever met. He insisted on calling her by her given name (a name she hated), rather than "Jo". He was impertinent and arrogant, and in the beginning probably thought she was a waste of space.......she certainly wasn't going to prove him right.
Now she purposely pits herself against Raven daily (purposely annoying him), keeping favor with her Master.
Appearance: Jo is small and lithe, barely hitting 5'3". She has a peaches n cream complexion, and big blue eyes. Her hair was such a bright, white blonde that it took on a light blue hue most of the time. As with most warriors she had a athletic build, although with her bust she could almost be thought "top heavy". She sports full body red tribal tattoos reminiscent of the Sith Masters of old.
Misc: Jo is rather attached to her Tooke she picked up on Naboo. She is constantly ridiculed for it, but can't seem to tear herself away from the the tiny creature.
Theme Song: Firecracker
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 1:09 pm
Username: Rokumasu Kiriyu
Character name: Rokumasu "Reimus" Kiriyu
Race: Human
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Knight
Class: (when applicable)
Saber Color: Orange (In possession of the Republic Military)
Force Powers: (when applicable)
Weapon of Choice: Lightsaber
Personal Ship: (NAME/MODEL : if applicable)
Personality: Rokumasu has changed considerably from how he used to be, back when he was still Master Kai'le's padawan. The years he's spent "surviving" on Nar Shadaa forced him to live a life of solitude. After being unable and unwilling to trust anyone for so long, the once lighthearted spirit has hardened. He has become a much less outspoken man, isolating himself as much as he can from the rest of the galaxy.
Hair/Eye color: Green eyes, short white hair
Height/body build: 6' 1" / Athletic
Distinguishing marks: Vertical scar across his left eye, diagonal scar across his chest
Background: Sadly, the once noble and caring individual he once was has all but faded away over the long years, leaving only what most would call a shell of his former self. With Neiva's mind control no longer clouding his mind, the memories of his former self eventually returned, but he never made a complete recovery. However, the memories of his actions as Reimus remained in his mind, but possibly not quite as Neiva had intended. As his old self returned to him, the two personas clashed and contradicted each other. On one side was the kind-hearted and passionate Jedi Rokumasu Kiriyu, who had an honest wish to bring peace to the galaxy, and was ready to deliver justice upon the wicked Sith. Reimus, on the other hand, carried a hatred for the Jedi and wanted nothing more than to eliminate from the face of the galaxy to please his mother Mabysyn. As the years went on, neither being aided by contact from the acquaintances and allies from either side, the two identities merged into one, with Roku taking the most hold of his own mind. However, many parts of Reimus still remained and became a part of Rokumasu, such as his feelings towards Mab and his combat training, among other things.
Roku remembers very few details of his life from before five years ago. Whether this is a side effect from Mab's influence, or a subconscious mental block to protect him from his personal experiences with the Brood is still unknown. The earliest he can recall is his time as a padawan of the Jedi Order, but beyond that, everything becomes a blur except for what he knows from his current life. Remembering nothing of Anzat, he remembers regaining consciousness on the planet of Nar Shadaa, where he was forced to live for years.
Eventually escaping Nar Shadaa in a stolen fighter, he sets a course for Coruscant, home of the Galactic Republic, with thoughts of returning to the Jedi and possibly discovering what had happened to him five years ago.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 8:46 pm
Username: SephRem
Character name: Kal Rem
Race: Echani
Age: 26
Sex: Male
Faction: Independent
Rank: Gray Jedi Master/Bounty Hunter
Class: (when applicable)
Saber Color: Green/Silver
Force Powers: (when applicable)
Weapon of Choice: Curved-hilt, Crossguard, Shoto Lightsaber
Blastsword (x2)
Dresselian projectile rifle
Personal Ship:
Name: Advent
Model: Gladius-class Light Freighter
Maximum Speed: 950 kph
Hyperdrive Rating: 1.0
Navigation System: Astronav P127 Course Plotter w/ Janessa's Atlas
Armament: Advanced heavy quad laser cannon
Cargo Capacity: 50 tons
Consumables: 2 months
Description: The Advent is a sleek, fast and nimble craft. It has a round, flat, vertical section and a smooth, curved-body design. It also has a circular cockpit area that allows for easy movement between stations. It served as a transport during the final battle against the Brood, and has been under Kal's ownership for several years.
Name: Feline
Model: StarViper-Class Attack Platform
Hyperdrive Rating: 2.0
Shielding: Equipped
Navigation: Ns8.6 Navcon
Armament: Heavy laser cannons (x2)
Torpedo lauchers (x2)
-3 torpedoes each
Description: When Kal lost his X-83 while it was on loan during the battle against the Brood in the Adega system, he decided that he wasn't content with an empty hangar bay. So, he promptly acquired (stole) a rare starfighter, a StarViper-class attack platform typically seen with criminal underworld figures. Equipped with dual laser cannons, the fighter is a tall one when it's S-foils are locked in attack position. With shields, adequate armor and an ample amount of speed, Kal felt it made for a well-balanced starfighter, although it lacks the standard compliment of buzzdroids.
Personality:
Despite an occasional cruel streak, and his blatant disregard for the law, Kal has transformed from a Sith Lord into a bounty hunter with principles. Still adjusting after five years, his only difficulties lie with sticking to the bounty hunters' creed, rather than successfully fulfilling the bounty.
Hair/Eye color:
Silver hair
Orange-colored eye implants
Height/body build:
5'9"
Short, not "built," but not weak either. What Kal lacks in muscle can usually be made up for in the Force, anyway.
Background:
Rising quickly through the ranks of the Sith, he was rarely looked upon with envy or respect from others. A maverick in the Empire, with questionable loyalties, Kal held little respect for Imperial authority, and so his superiors treated him in kind. He has since left the Empire and acquired the lightsaber that was formerly the property of Alliandre Kigarin, once a close friend of his, although he has modified the weapon heavily since he first obtained it. Since the Brood has been vanquished from the galaxy, he has dipped his toes in the less unsavory professions that the galaxy has to offer, in addition to acquiring a new apprentice.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 3:46 pm
Username: Mr_Wallace
Character name: Cole Barranks
Race: Doneer
Age: 51
Sex: Male
Faction: Republic
Rank: Commander
Class: N/A
Saber Color: N/A
Force Powers: N/A
Weapon of Choice:
Z-6 Rotary Blaster Cannon
Model 434 Blaster Pistol
Power 5 Heavy Blaster Pistol
Dye Grenades
Ship:
Name: Missing Score
Model: Golan Space Defense SpaceGun
Length: 1,231 meters
Shielding: Ray and particle
Armament: Turbolaser Batteries (x2 cool
Proton Torpedo Launchers (x5)
-16 Proton Torpedoes Per Launcher
Tractor Beam Projectors (x6)
Complement: CF9 Crossfire Starfighters (x24)
Crew: 213
112 gunners
Passengers: Clone Commandos (x1 cool
Clone Blaze Troopers (x27)
Clone Marines (x23)
Clone Ordnance Specialists (x47)
Clone Trooper Commanders (x31)
Clone Shadow Troopers (x4)
Personality:
Proud, willfully strong, and possesses an unshakeable sense of duty. He has a soft heart for the Jedi and regrets any actions he must take that come into conflict with them.
Hair/Eye color: Brown/Green
Height/body build: 4'9, muscly
Distinguishing marks: None
Background:
Cole is a proud and experienced Fleet Commander in charge of defending Coruscant. He is the highest ranking officer in the Republic military, aside from the Chancellor and the Head of State. Although decidedly loyal to the Republic, he has close ties to the Jedi Order.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 6:26 pm
Username: Sephistrife16 Character name: Sephis Stryfe/Darth Strife Race: Gurlanin Age: 305 Sex: Male Faction: Sith Rank: Knight Class: (when applicable) Saber Color: Red Force Powers: (when applicable) Weapon of Choice: Long-handle, Dual-phase lightsaber Personal Ships:Name: First WolfModel: Ixiyen-Class Fast Attack Craft Length: 20 meters Maximum Acceleration: 1,050 km/h Hyperdrive Rating: 1 Shielding: Deflector Shields Armament: Medium Laser Cannons (x2) Concussion Missiles (x5) Crew: Pilot Name: First SwordModel: Vigil-Class Corvette Length: 255 meters Hyperdrive Rating: 2, Backup Class 10 Armament: Twin Heavy Turbolaser Turrets (x3) Twin Light Turbolaser Turrets (x3) Laser Cannon Turrets (x3) Tractor Beam Projectors (x3) Crew: 200 Passengers: 200 Personality:Cynical, vindictive and duty-bound, Sephis is a walking mass of irony and contradictions. He abandoned his military post to serve as a Sith Lord, in the name of duty and loyalty to his Empress, but also in direct conflict with his responsibility to the military. And now more powerful than anyone in the Empire (save for his master), Sephis now has to answer to the people that used to take his orders grudgingly. Darth Strife is a confused, angry man strives to find his place in the galaxy by furthering his master's desires and serving the Sith Order with unshakeable faith. Hair/Eye color: Blonde/Orange Height/body build: 5'9"/Muscular Background: Once the leading military man in the Imperial Navy, Sephis essentially demoted himself to acquire more personal power himself, in an attempt to gain control of the Empire and keep stability over its assets.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 3:24 pm
Username: Daesha Riz-Talik [The Jedi Exile]
Character name: Elysia Arellan
Race: Human
Age: 23
Sex: Female
Faction: Whoever payed the most.
Rank:
Class:
Saber Color:
Force Powers: None, untrained.
Weapon of Choice: Retribution carbine rifle.
Personal Ship: HWK-290 light freighter
Personality: Stubborn, merciless and a 'no nonsense' attitude. She possesses little respect for Force users in general. She considers family the most important thing, along with honesty. She loves challenges, bets and drinking at the local cantina in her spare time and doesn't shy away from a bit of roughhousing.
Hair/Eye color: Auburn hair color, green eyes.
Height/body build: 5'8 tall, lean muscular build.
Distinguishing marks: Cut-like scar running down the left side of her mouth, over her lips. Burn scars partially running down her back.
Background: Born and raised the Mandelorian way on Dxun by Irella Arellan, former Jedi. When Elysia came to Kashyyyk to find the missing Irella, she encountered Ronyo whom persisted on bringing her back to Ossus for medical care. When Elysia, desperate to take her back home, refused to let Ronyo do so, the ensuing fight caused her jetpack to malfunction and blow up, leaving her lost on Kashyyyk's forest ground, wounded and badly burned. She has since recovered and trained at taking down Force wielding targets, now working alongside the dangerous Empress of the Sith, Darth Ensis, in order to take her revenge on the Jedi Order for letting Irella die in their care, Ronyo especially.
Appearance: Wears a full set of deep red mandalorian armor, almost never wears the helmet anymore, her long hair usually put up in a messy bun. (Picture following soon...)
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Gaia Name: Daesha Riz-Talik
Character Name: Daesha Riz'Talik
Nicknames: Deesh / Riz
Sex: Female
Age: 19
Jedi or Sith: [Unaligned/Wildcard Force-sensitive]
Race: Twi'Lek
Saber color: ---
Rank: ---
Force Powers: ---
Personality: Proud, dominant and ever slightly so rebellious. She possesses a sarcastic streak, and has been known to constantly taunt and crack jokes about her opponents. She's strong of mind and will, and won't just let anything get her down.
History: A famous swoop racer from Corellia, one unknowingly talented in the Force. The young girl had held a track record since the young age of thirteen to fifteen, undefeated by most if not all rival competitors. Unwilling to believe this being natural talent, the crime lords sponsoring some of the other racers accused her of cheating and planted false evidence to frame her.
This led to her capture by fellow racers, whom brought her before the Hutt offering the biggest reward, all the way on Nar Shaddaa. Unwilling to be the Hutt's slave, she was often beaten and after just a few weeks, thrown down into the Rancor pit to be fed to the slug's newest pet. The young Rancor managed to bite down on her arm, then by complete luck one could say, the creature had choked to death as the limb had lodged itself in it's throat. In the chaos ensuing the outrage of the Hutt at the death of his new pet, the Twi'lek had managed to escape.
Unwilling to let herself be defeated by the loss of an arm, the woman quickly climbed back to her feet, using her talents to become a smuggler. She soon discovered her missing arm was hardly being a handicap anymore, almost as if something else compensated for the lack of the limb, leaving the girl more agile, nimble and alert than she'd ever been before. She had managed to keep her job for a year or three, when an ambush by pirates caused her and her Twi'lek companion to lose millions worth of spice. Her contractor on Vodran decided to execute her to set an example. Once again she had to fight for her life.
Appearance: Standing 5"4 tall, with deep purple skin nearly perfect, save for the scar tissue at the elbow where her right arm used to be. Her cherry red eyes both alluring, as well carrying a strong notion of pride.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 6:02 pm
"Good cop, bad cop? I'm the really bad cop." Username: Isidore Minuet [ le misanthrope ] Character name: Rikka Mord Race: Human Age: 21 Sex: Female Faction: Sith Rank: Knight Class: (when applicable) Saber Color: Red Force Powers: (when applicable) Weapon of Choice: steel knives Personal Ship: (NAME/MODEL : if applicable) Personality: Rikka Mord is an extremely childlike knight who treats life as a game. A former interrogations specialist (though she's hardly lost her touch), Rikka is numb to others' pain. She plays "the game" gleefully and without remorse, and delights in finding new ways to cause suffering and general chaos. Hair/Eye color: Blonde/blue Height/body build: 5'5/athletic Distinguishing marks: none Background: Born on Corellia to a painfully average family, Rikka enlisted in the Sith Military when she was sixteen. She soon found herself the sergeant of a squad, was later apprenticed to a Sith Master and then knighted herself. After Raven's fall, Rikka disappeared from the Corruo and relocated herself.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 3:03 pm
Username: Irella al-Meara [The Jedi Exile]
Character name: Irella "Arelan" al'Meara
Race: Human
Age: Appears to be in her late teens / early twenties, but born over 50 years ago.
Sex: Female
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Knight
Class: (when applicable)
Saber Color: Green
Force Powers: (when applicable)
Weapon of Choice: Lightsaber
Personal Ship: (NAME/MODEL : if applicable)
Personality: Strong willed, hates disagreements, careful, confident, perceptive and motivated by appreciation. Although friendly and dependable, she does have a tendency towards being removed, often acting indifferent and somewhat temperamental.
Hair/Eye color: Blonde / Blue
Height/body build: 5'4" / Slender
Distinguishing marks: A scar across her right eye, caused by Raven.
Background: A Jedi Knight with a troubled past. Awoken from her Carbonite prison and lost in anger, she infiltrated the Sith flagship in an attempt to assassinate the Dark Lord. Instead, she was captured by an Anzat Knight known as Darth Neiva, and given as a throphy to her master, Darth Raven.
The young girl was tortured and experimented on with Raven's newfound Sith Alchemy. He enslaved her will to his, turning Irella into a anti-Jedi weapon known as Darth Visum.
It was by hand of the Jedi Grand Master Sam-El, and her apprentice Ronyo, that for a while, Irella was brought back to the light, both of them encouraging her to fight against her bond with Raven. Eventually, she lost that fight, once more losing her will to the effects of the Sith Poison that coursed through her veins.
In an attempt to convert or murder Ronyo on Kashyyyk, Visum was defeated by hand of Alliandre Kigarin with the help of a newly developed technique, completely destroying any trace of the dark taint within Irella. This proved fatal to her alchemy created body as she died before anyone could help her.
Yet, her Force signature never disappeared.
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