Master Kyp Durron

A hiss of static was all that came from the comm as the battered freighter landed with a thump. Landed... T3-M4 was confused, the ship should be scattered across the field in a thousand pieces of wreckage at the velocity it had been travelling only moments prior. He deduced that a Jedi must have intervened... he had seen many Jedi do amazing things, and had one Jedi especially to thank for his continued existance. It was only a shame that Master Kyp had become one with the Force, leaving without giving him a chance to thank him properly. T3-M4 jacked into the ship's main computer, entering the command to open the hatch and lower the boarding ramp. The ship groaned in protest as is complied with the command, and the main computer jolted with a burst of short-circuited electricity and smoke as the primary computer died. WHEET!! T3-M4 exclaimed as the electricity played over his utility arm. Recognizing that there was nothing more he could do with the ship's computer, or the ship itself for that matter, T3-M4 trundled down the boarding ramp and set off for the ruins of the Jedi Library. If Master Kyp's last command was correct, he should find a way to contact Xae-Lin Ardel there.

Dammit LAP. No cookies for you! LOL at the story though... and I don't do that PSI crap.

The deep blue swirl of hyperspace parted into starlines, finally resolving themselves into the individual jeweled pinpricks of light against the cold black backdrop of space as a battered and antiquated freighter executed it's automated course toward Ossus. Warning alarms flooded the air within the freighter, though no life forms were aboard to hear them or respond. "Dwoooo...", T3-M4 mournfully whistled. T3-M4 jacked into the freighter's main computer, attempting to override the master alarms, and stabilize the craft. He was designed for utility functions and navigation, not for piloting... Master Kyp had programmed the freighter with the coordinates and approach vectors for the ruins of the ancient Jedi Library on Ossus, but had not counted on the hyperdrive motivator blowing out and causing the primary repulsors to short out along with it. The viewport glowed orange with fire as the freighter plummeted through the atmosphere. Unable to slow the vessel, T3-M4 reprogrammed the inertial compensator to 200% in the hopes that it would help him survive the inevitable crash intact...

From deep within the Unknown Regions, a battered and antiquated freighter emerges from hyperspace over Ossus...

Character Sheet Basic Information: Real Name: T3-M4 Nickname: Teethree Age: Built in 3,956 BBY Model: T3-series utility droid Sex: Masculine programming, but openly homosexual Homeworld: Taris Alignment: Neutral Good Occupation: Utility Droid/Slicer/Astrogation Droid Special Features: Upgradable Weapons and Armor, 3 Highly-Secure(read inaccessible unless the Droid willingly permits it.) Internal Compartments, Dual Encrypted Memory Cores Non-Force User (obviously) Physical Description: Height: 0.96 meters Photoreceptor colors: Blue/Purple-shifting primary, yellow and red secondaries Exterior color: Durasteel gray, with some obvious age pitting and discoloration Equipment, Belongings, and Features: Weapons: Integrated blaster, flamethrower, electric shock arm Inventory: Master Kyp's Violet-Bladed Lightsaber, Master Kyp's Datapad, Master Kyp's Credit Chit, Master Kyp's Jedi Holocron Programming: Self-Preservation Protocols, Code-Breaking Protocols, Computer Slicing Protocols, full Astrogation Charts and Protocols, Anti-Memory Wipe Security Protocols, Interpretation Protocols (Though T3-M4 can only "speak" in Droidspeak ((Binary)), unless plugged into a Computer Terminal or Datapad, where he can display a multitude of languages on-screen.) Background and History: T3-M4 was a late-prototype model of the T3-series utility droid, built on Taris in 3,956 BBY by Duwani Mechanical Products. It was customized by Janice Nall, a droid vendor on the same planet, for the local crime lord Davik Kang. The droid was top-of-the-range for its time, and featured exceptional code-breaking and computer slicing skills, in addition to being able to mount armor and weapon upgrades. T3-M4's original purpose was to aid Canderous Ordo in breaking into a Sith military base on Taris for Davik Kang. Revan, under the advice of Canderous, assisted in stealing the launch codes from the base and the motley group managed to escape the planet without being vaporized by the Sith blockade. When the Ebon Hawk, Davik's most appreciated light freighter, came into Revan's possession, T3 accompanied its crew for the rest of their journey, eventually being taken by Revan to the borders of the Unknown Regions. Before this, however, T3 was given special instructions by Bastila Shan, another of Revan's companions. Under this programming, if T3 lost contact with Revan, he would return to Republic space and contact her. Following these instructions, T3-M4 resurfaced five years after the end of the Jedi Civil War when the Ebon Hawk returned to known space. Unable to find Bastila, he instead sought to find the Jedi Exile because of her history with Revan. T3-M4 was instrumental in repairing and getting the heavily damaged Ebon Hawk to the Peragus mining facility while all the other crew members were incapacitated. During the Exile's journeys, T3-M4 was responsible for the Ebon Hawk's navigation, as he alone could access the navigation records of the ship due to a voice-printed lockout. Presumably, they had been locked by Revan to hide his destination. Eventually, after the destruction of Malachor V””Revan's last known location””along with its Sith academy, the droid fulfilled his final mission by guiding the Ebon Hawk into the Unknown Regions. During his time spent in the Unknown Regions, T3-M4 was eventually stolen from the Exile by spies of the Chiss Ascendancy who wished to determine the origin and intentions of the Human Jedi who had encroached upon their borders in the Unknown Region. When the Exile refused to give the information voluntarily, the Chiss Ascendancy confiscated the Exile's ship, the Ebon Hawk, and anything left aboard her. It is unknown what happened to the Exile after the Chiss Ascendancy came into possession of T3-M4, and T3-M4's unique programming allowed him to overload the computer matrix used by the Chiss Ascendancy in their attempts to download his memory core. Unable to gain any useful information from the droid, the Chiss Ascendancy decided to shut him down and keep him in storage. T3-M4 remained powered down for the next 4 millennia, and his escape from the Unknown Regions was by sheer chance. At some point during the Swarm War, T3-M4 was transported from a Chiss Expansionary Defense Force storage depot on Thrago by forces unknown at this time. T3-M4 remained powered down for the next several years, until he came into the possession of Jedi Master Kyp Durron. Master Kyp was intrigued by the droid's obvious antiquity, having been searching the Unknown Regions for traces of ancient Jedi and Sith teachings. He was unable to power up T3-M4, as his power cells had long expired, so he spent the next couple of years looking for a way to upgrade the droid to modern power specs. When he finally succeeded, T3-M4 was brought back online and after some confusion about when and where he was, he finally shared the stories of Revan and the Exile with Master Kyp. Master Kyp, in turn, shared his own life's story with the droid. It is unknown what happened after that, save for the fact that Master Kyp went to face something which T3-M4 will only refer to as an "unknown threat". T3-M4 is reluctant to share the details of Master Kyp's final mission, and seems to become depressed whenever he is asked about it. It is believed that the Jedi Master, though apparently successful in his mission, may have sacrificed himself in the process since T3-M4 is in possession of Master Kyp's Lightsaber, Datapad, and what few other possessions he was last known to have, which T3-M4 carries in two of his internal storage compartments. T3-M4 was able to return to known space aboard a small shuttlecraft which he somehow managed to "borrow" in order to follow his Master's final request... to return to Ossus, and seek out Xae-Lin Ardel. (At this point, T3-M4 is waiting in the ruins of the Great Jedi Library on Ossus, unless there are restrictions against it. He will remain there until Xae-Lin returns there and finds him.) If the character you want is not your first one, you shall had a reason to convince us that your character is necessary or acceptable. Well... tradition dictates that any time Master Kyp returns to the RP, he switches alignment. Rather than come back, change alignment, have to re-train, etc, I wanted to try something different. I know a droid as a character may be a bit unorthodox, but it is my wish to RP for a while as a droid instead of my past "careers" of Jedi, Sith, or Bounty Hunter. This character will have the potential to be useful, or just tag along and behave droid-like while possibly revealing some of his many secrets... one of which might have the potential to be quite interesting. Before anyone points out the obvious, yes, I know that the Lightsaber in T3-M4's possession cannot be used *by* the Droid. It, like Master Kyp's other possessions, are merely sentimental relics for storyline purposes which may or may not come into play at a later date. So far as I know(or remember), it is not outright against the rules of the RP to have a Droid PC. "Re-activation time" would equate to standard respawn time in the event T3-M4 is ever terminated.

Kyp pondered the words for a long moment. There was more unsaid, that much was certain. But what that may be wasn't his concern at the moment. He easily could have died in the crash that stranded him here, yet he lived. Xae could have rightfully stuck him down upon finding him, but she didn't. He realized the other man who was with her must be this John she referred to... and yet John too had spared him. He had a duty to fulfill, to both Xae and John. He remembered something from his childhood, a Mandalorian saying that one of his classmates had shared with him. Family is more than blood. No matter how they viewed him, Kyp realized that they both were his family in that sense. And he owed his life to that family... a strange feeling of peace washed over him as he came to the realization that he would die for either of them if need be. He started to curse himself for his past misgivings, but stopped. "That is in the past. This is now... All that can be done is to make up for the past and make the future better" Kyp thought to himself. He rose to his feet, straightened his tattered robes, and addressed Xae again. "Xae, I am glad you didn't follow the path I did. I also appreciate the chance you're giving me. I will follow you, and John, to the ends of the Galaxy, should you allow me to come with you. I have nothing and no one else... You're the only family I've got." As the approaching ship set the ending for the moment, Kyp watched and waited for John to approach. He tenderly carried Xae aboard, and Kyp felt a subtle nudge that he was allowed to follow. He wanted to introduce himself to the man he had forgotten to acknowledge earlier, but he felt that now was not the time, and he should be thankful to even be welcomed to come along... the time for introductions would come soon enough. Kyp silently followed John and Xae aboard, found a seat and buckled his crash webbing, and started to meditate as the ship lifted off.

A flood of emotion swept over Kyp as he looked up at Xae. An odd helplessness crept into his thoughts as he searched for the answers... his head sank as he closed his haunted eyes and cradled his temples in his right hand. In truth, he had no rational reasoning for what he had done in the past, in addition to the fact that he was still missing parts of his memories of what exactly had happened. He faintly remembered the long-dead ghost of Exar Kun returned to haunt him, but that old Sith spirit hadn't taken control of his actions. No, he had followed that convoluted path himself. In any case, that was in the past. Thinking upon what the spirit of Master Qui-Gon Jinn had said to him in his vision, he came upon the answer he hoped would be a step toward salving the wounds he'd left in his wake. Both Xae's... and his own. He took a deep breath, and letting the Force fill him, he slowly looked up to gaze into her eyes, his own eyes filled with regret. A single tear rolled down his cheeck as he opened his mouth to speak. "Xae... words cannot ever truely express my regret. Yes, it is true, I lost sight of my true path. I cannot give excuse, nor explaination for my past actions that can take away the scars left by them. I failed to make my decisions... and instead, those decisions made me. However, I am here now... and a wise man once told me that Failure is only truely failure when you fail to learn from your mistakes." It was only then that he broke eye contact with her, looking down at the ground. He felt unworthy to even have this conversation, yet that disembodied voice in his vision kept prodding him on. "I do not... cannot ask for your forgiveness. All I can ask is the chance to learn from my mistakes. And perhaps in time, the chance to make up for them."

Out of the swirling black mists of vague unconsciousness, a bluish light appeared. Within this light, a deep, soft, peaceful voice spoke. "Kyp Durron..." A figure appeared, both unknown and strangely familiar. Piercing blue eyes, long grey-brown hair and beard, dressed in simple brown and cream-colored Jedi robes of the Old Republic era. "Who are you? What do you want with me??"Kyp asked in this strange vision within a dream... a vision that seemed more real than reality itself. "I am he who learned from a Shaman of the Whills... he who trained Obi-Wan Kenobi. He who has watched events unfold from within the Force itself. You have done great things, Kyp... And terrible things. It is time for you to take up the path you were destined for." Images from his past flooded into his mind's eye, painfully reminding him of things forgotten... Of a life he had tried to forget, power, love... hate... pain. Seclusion on Dathomir... renewed life. The Unknown Rregions. Xae... Awaken. Kyp gasped for air as he snapped fully awake, head aching like a band of drunken Gammoreans were trying to hammer their way out of his skull. He still didn't know what planet he was on, nor how he had come to be there... but a broad lop-sided grin spread across his face as he recognized the young woman sitting before him. "Xae?"

As Kyp wandered down a narrow trail from where he had lain unconscious for the Force only knows how long, a sudden surge of something he couldn't quite identify hit him hard like a hawk-bat grasping a granite slug in it's talons. It was both exquisite and painful at the same time, like a searing energy jolting through his body. Then a soft voice spoke inside his mind... Kyp. It's me, Xae... Then the surge of energy reached it's climax, and Kyp hit his knees... no longer was he standing on the barren trail, but in the middle of a lush jungle in his mind's eye, purplish clouds laced with unnatural lightning. Kyp saw himself, dressed in simple robes, holding a violet-bladed lightsaber in his hands... and a small girl... Xae... Then the darkness enveloped him as he lapsed into unconsciousness once again.

((OOC: Sorry, I was going to post yesterday, but had a bit of a rough day. Will move on now with the changling thing being a mind trick defence mechanism, since I was unconscious )) Groggily, Kyp slowly awoke to find himself fully healed. He had no idea of how long he was out of it, but had the vague sensation that he hadn't been alone the whole time. Something familiar... a pressence I've felt before? Someone from my past? If only I could remember. Confused and a bit agitated at his uncooperative memory, Kyp got up and started searching the surrounding area for whoever it was whose almost remembered pressence brushed his mind.

Kyp picked his way through the rubble, looking for anything salvagable, yet finding nothing. He was lost on this strange planet, without even so much as a clue as to where he was... Just as well he supposed. It's not like I can wish myself out of this hell hole... He decided to head west as the sun crested the horizon. If there's anything he hated worse than being lost, it was hiking into the sun. He had gotten about 150 yards when he stopped short... it felt like something was watching him, though he hadn't heard anything. Strange... almost like hearing without hearing. Like the faint whisper of a warning, alerting him to the fact that something wasn't quite right. He shrugged it off, and contiunued westward...

Kyp woke again with a start as acrid raindrops pelted him mercilessly. Confused, he slowly sat up and surveyed his surroundings once more. Wreckage from a Lambda-Class shuttle was strewn about the grotto... Kyp couldn't remember how he managed to survive the crash, nor what accursed planet he was on. Come to think of it, I can't remember... Kyp looked down at the Lightsaber clipped to his belt. It seemed a familiar thing to him, but he had no actual memory of how he obtained it... Had he built it? Was he a Jedi or a Sith? He could remember his name, and some vague childhood memories, but beyond that... I can't remember... I have to get out of here, find some answers somehow.

Half a planet away from other happenings... It is not yet your time... you must awaken. The harsh static crack of lightning split the night sky, temporarily illuminating the grotto. Kyp found himself amidst the scattered wreckage of a Lambda-class shuttle, with no memory of how he had arrived in such a predicament. He tried to sit up, to survey his surroundings further, but immediately collapsed from an insurmountable pain coursing between his temples. Blackness enveloped him as he relapsed into the realm of unconsciousness...

((( Attack nulled )))

Yes, My Lord. In addition, I've instructed Administrator Ulyss to begin construction of a planetary defence system, so Trulalis will stay secure. The Genesis project is safe for now, I made sure Ulyss... understood what would happen if he failed me. What is this other service of which you speak?