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[Ary the Grey]

EDIT: 01/13/09 update

 

EDIT: Another update...12/30/07...another year, another update...>.<

 

Real Name: Aryian Darkfire

Nickname:

Age: 36 physically, mentally 300ish (only 36 years conscious)

Species: Human

Skin: Black

Height: 5'10"

Weight: 190

Hair: Beginning to fully silver from black. Note this is silverish color, not grey. Shiny, not dull. It makes him look sexy.

Eyes: Blue, but beginning to grey-silver as well, due to his overuse of the Force

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Coruscant

Alignment: Good

Clothing: Jedi robes/armor, otherwise, pilot's clothing.

Weapon: Twin lightsabers, the Force, himself...

Force-user

Inventory:

 

Normal stuff: comlink, hydrospanner, datadisk, etc(pilot/hacker)

 

-Twin interlocking silver lightsabers (plus two spares...and many more. They tend to get destroyed a lot, so in anticipation he's made several backup copies in the same pattern using artificially produced crystals.)

 

 

-Electrum lightsaber

 

Typical orange bladed lightsaber with gold trim. His mark as a Weapons Master.

 

-Blaster reflective/lightsaber resistant Armor (Force artifact)

 

This suit of Armor Aryian made for himself was constructed from pure Cortosis and Blaster-Reflective metals. He used the Force to superheat the stuff and mould it over his entire body, leaving only his hands and head exposed. EVen the joints had small interlocking plates that allowed for an easy wide range of motion. The armor wasn't that heavy, and with the Force it was easy for Aryian to move around. He imbued his siprit into the metal, causing ancient etched runes to appear all over the armor, possibly runes from the earliest Jedi Orders. These glow blue when he uses any great deal of Force, acting as a resorvior and allowing him to draw on the Force all that much more, making the armor itself a Force articfact.

 

However, Aryian has recently shed the armor, destroying it, as a symbol to his recent fiance.

 

EDIT: Recently the remade armor has been sundered, and he has yet to repair it, but he has removed it from his body. Expect it to be repaired soon after this update, though doubtful if he'll wear it anytime in the future unless heopenly decides to engage in a large-scale battle

 

-Implant (links to his ship)

 

This implant, given to him by the system computer of Mechis III, is one of the most advanced compact remote neural interfaces ever made, allowing him to completely immerse his mind into his ship's computer, and vice versa. It has an incredible range, allowing Aryian to summon and control his ship if on opposite ends of the planet, yet any further out of system and it would not work. The implant, however, only has one special frequency, so it cannot be hacked, and neither can Aryian decide to mentally hack anything else, though he would certainly like to. It also has internal countermeasures that ensure someone else cannot use it to backhack into his mind or use it against him in any way. He has upgraded it to be EMP proof, and it is now equipped with a tiny comm implant system, allowing an almost telepathic conversation with someone else equipped with the same system/implant without use of the Force utilizing a low level E-band transmission that, while limited to short distances of only a mile or so, are near impossible to track. Can also communicate with normal comlinks.

 

-Enhanced comm unit w/ship remote

 

Aryian created this device a while ago, it is a combination of things. It looks like a large comlink, with several buttons on the side, and a small holoprojector for visual readouts. It allows Aryian to summon his ship from anywhere in the galaxy via bouncing signals off of holonet relay points, though it doesn't allow him to control it efficiently. The comm function itself works in a similar manner, allowing him to recieve message anywhere. In your face, Verizon Wireless.

 

He rarely uses this anymore since he opted for an implant upgrade.

 

Posessions:

-MandalMotors StarViper-class (heavily modified) ship, Blur

 

This ship is incredibly modified, the specs can be found in the ship registry. However, the important fact to note here is the ship's onboard AI. Aryian made the AI prior to his discovery of Mechis III, and it functioned normally until then, taking commands and executing as a normal AI would. Yet when Aryian recieved his implant, permanently linking the ship to himself, the AI seemed to grow, feeding off of Aryian's thoughts to become near sentient. It has already shown the ability to exercise free will, acting on it's own regardless of Aryian's commands, though remains loyal to the Jedi Master through anything.

 

-Augmented Wolf Spider combat arachnid, Saladin

 

This Wolf Spider, one of the originals Armiena Darkfire made, has been augmented by Aryian in more than one way. For one, it is now spaceworthy, airtight and able to move about freely and easily by thrusters on its legs and an engine on its 'rear.' With this configuration, it is easy to turn on a dime and drastically alter flight paths near instantly. Not to mention, Aryian has upgraded the phrik plating by adding Force-imbued charged Ilum crystals to it, embedding them in the armor and permanently imprinting the technique of Force barrier on them so that they continuously project a fairly powerful barrier inches from the surface of the metal. This, however, was only intended to make the vessel last longer under fire, not to make it invincible, as sustained fire over a length of time would surely shatter the crystals and leave only the phrik plating. Its weapons, as it was the prototype for an assault variant, only differ slightly from the original copy, an added grenade launcher slung under the front pair of mandibles, standardly armed with only flash-bang grenades for crowd control, when overkill is not needed. (This modification was later incorporated into a design offshoot of the urban series of mech, the ones used for peacekeeping rather than straight out assault.)

Edited January 13, 2009 by Guest

[Ss_Sins_Insight]

I want to make my character's story. I was wondering if I could create a secret force society that he comes from? Note that he won't be able to use the force other than see shatterpoints.

[Silas]

Do you want to actually create the faction, or just use it in your backstory. If you want to actually create the faction you'd have to be trained at least to the Knight level in a Force-using faction so that you would be able to train others if they joined your factions.

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Pygarus Starfield

Nickname: Pygarus

Age: 31

Species: Human

Height: 6'2''

Weight: 210

Hair: Dark Brown

Eyes: brown

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Coruscant

Alignment: Good

Clothing: Old office clothes, clearly unwashed for several weeks. Clothing that signifies carelessness: untucked, wrinkled, small stains, etc.

Weapon: none right now, eventually light saber once allowed.

Force User

Inventory: spare cash for alcohol and a weathered photo of his family

Posessions: An R2 unit treated like crap, but always cheery

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

 

Real Name: Draven Qel-Djinn

Nickname: None

Age: 23

Species: Echani

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 190 lbs.

Hair: Silver

Eyes: Silver

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Simpla-12

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Clothing: Light Echani armor, cloaks.

Weapon: Vibroblade, other melee swords and weapons.

Force User

Inventory: Vibroblade, Echani Foil, Vibroknuckler, datapad, credits, comlink.

Possessions: YT-2400 - Pure Pazaak, R3 Astromech droid

 

Background:

Draven was born to a somewhat wealthy family on Simpla-12. From his earliest years, he became known as the "black sheep" in the family, always getting in trouble and falling in with the wrong crowd. Instead of becoming part of the family business of modifying starships, he spent most of his time in cantinas and other seedy places. By the time he was 17, he had already gained a reputation as a competent gambler.

 

The one constant in his upbringing was his dedication to his Echani martial art form. In addition, Draven began learning techniques of the Teras Kasi, taught by a gambling associate. The pair often traveled to remote locations to enter prize fights. Though untrained in the Force, his sensitivity gave him a certain advantage, which yielded him a victory in most cases.

 

Now Draven seeks to further his training, and develop his talents in the ways of the Force. His gambling bankroll and prize fight winnings have enabled him to purchase and slightly modify his own ship, a YT-2400 rightly named the "Pure Pazaak".

[Sgt. Slaughter]

Name: Bruce Slaughter (”œIt's pronounced ”˜Slaffter', not ”˜Slawter', dammit!”

Edited January 5, 2009 by Guest

[Arclight]

CHARACTER SHEET - Arclight

 

Real Name: Fuhdrakuhn

Nickname: Fuh/Arclight

Age: 25

Species: Human

Height: 6'

Weight: 245lbs (most of it Muscle)

Hair: crimson brown

Eyes: dark Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Tatooine

Alignment: Neutral - "the ends always justify the means"

Clothing: -

Casual wear: a roughed up Ubese jacket showing having heavy scars with heavy cargo pants sporting a few oil stains, and Military grade boots relatively clean - a white wife beater, dog tags and a slick big buckle belt - engraved with the saying Semper Fi...

Combat wear: Family heirlooms (father) - aged, reinforced, ornate composite armor - customized to generate a plasma shield - hence the blue glow of the eyelets and other parts... rather large armor that limits movement to a certain extent.. Enhances force powers to someone trained to use the force...((mod approved))

Weapon: Vibroblades... -

 

Ole Reliable and Sputnik -=- Ole Reliable and Sputnik go back in Arclight's past to the days where his parents would teach him the art of the sword during their off hours of slave labor - one day while Arclight (known as Fuh back in the old days) was out kicking' around, he had noticed a ruckus coming from a few yards away and saw that the daughter of his owner was being hurt... although Fuh saw nothing to gain from this at the get go, Fuh had always been a nice kid, so using a stick nearby he managed to scare the thugs away saving the girl from a great deal of pain... needless to say she was very grateful and told her father. Seeing this act of redemption in one of his slaves drew upon his generosity and led to the eventual donation of two rather pricey vibroblades to Fuh's family, that he would eventually end up inheriting...

 

Semper fi -=- given to him by a good friend before Fuh was sent away for punishment (in which his weapons were momentarily taken away anyway) - This weapon had held the envy of Fuh for a great deal of time, because after his parents had taught him how to wield virtually any blade except a lightsabre - which was obviously only wielded by Jedi - he had long kept eyes on his friend Irii's Two Handed Vibro-Claymore. Although he couldn't carry it because Fuh was pretty weak at this time he didn't really care... he heard that irii's dad had gone through the trouble to enforce the blade to the point that it was impossible to penetrate it with a lightsabre, and irii often gloated that he would kill a jedi with it... why irii's father would bother giving his son a tool of destruction Fuh never knew, but he figured it was for the same reason that his parents had taught him fighting skills. It was in order to keep him safe. One day though, while irii was out, Fuh was allowed to tool around with the sword and noticed that it was very ornate in design and how although it was very heavy, it had felt stable almost secure in his hands... Anyway, a few years later, Fuh was being taken to a detention camp for something that he had not done and the entire responsibility of it had fallen upon irii, so in return for not snitching on him he gave him the sword which would later be called Semper Fi...

 

Force: Force User (kind of...) - his parents taught him how to tap into the force only for minor feats like sense enhancement and things like that - mostly meditative instruction...

Inventory: Dog tags - which Identify Fuh as he was when he was in the detention camps which he wears on his person at all time, a cross symbolizing his family crest which is actually embedded as a scar/birthmark on the top of his hand...

- His Swords with their scabbards

- His armor

- His casual clothes

- a lighter which was found in his cell before he had gotten there at the detention camp - also with the cross of his family on it...

- Harnesses for his swords (a back harness for his Claymore and one side harness for both of the other sword scabbards)...

- Cantine, because you never know what can happen on the plains of tatooine...

- a whip that he had forcefully torn out of a slave driver's hand

- food, to tide him over on his long journey...

 

possessions: Organization of the SF Knights (created while he was in his detention camp - its not an official faction - it is more just a group of friends he made there who drew together the basis for a group in order to break themselves out... He was the most determined therefore he was christened leader - the group did disband afterwards however...)

- no ships, - no droids

- the only hope for him to get off of this planet was with the friends he had broken out with, because they offered to take him to their home planet of Hoth... "from one wasteland to another how great"... but he eventually took their offer anyway for Tatooine had held too many miserable memories for him...

 

Background -=

 

Childhood -0-

a simple slave boy of Tatooine, Fuh was well regarded among his village as the "do gooder", "the can't go wrong kid" however the other kids weren't necessarily as good. The good deeds of Fuh earned him the recognition of his slave master, and in time earned him a few gifts from not only his slave master but a few people in the city... mostly in the form of money for his family. This did draw envy from the other kids, but being the bad eggs they naturally would not be seen in the same light as Fuh.

 

His parents were veteran mercenaries from wars past and knew styles of the sword from jedis that had taught them... of course the Jedis used lightsabres in place of the vibroblades that Fuh's parents used. They passed this knowledge onto their son for pure defense reasons, and did not think that he would really need them... but they could never be too careful...

 

Although there was a great deal of envy for Fuh and he didn't seem like a very popular kid amongst other children... he did have a few friends, like Ciara - the daughter of his owner, and Irii - the son of the local weapon smith... but aside from that he wasn't really highly regarded...

 

The Accident -1-

although his childhood was fairly blissful something bad was bound to happen, and the only downside was - was that it was something that would change Fhu's life forever ... The explosion of his owner's house...

 

One day Ciara, Irii and Fuh were all playing at Ciara's house and Irii, noticing a rather interesting thing on the ground was messing with it while they played... they were about 10 so they were able to think for themselves, but they had not realized that what Irii was messing with would eventually trigger a bonfire within Ciara's house until it actually happened - and it only went down from there.

 

When the fire started Ciara screamed and Irii sprinted away after falling aback, and Fuh followed... the only thing was that Irii got stuck in the coiling of what he was messing with and couldn't get away... Fuh fell back and helped him get loose and was unfortunately the last one out... he could see Ciara and Irii running from the site, but he could also see the immense fire that engulfed his owner's house and knew that someone had to take the blame... for the good of his friends he took the blame...

 

and from then on that became his motto - for the good of the whole (or in this case his friends) whether they like it or not...

 

When his owner had seen the damage and had become infuriated; he dismissed everything good that Fuh had ever done, and immediately sent Fuh away because he was the only person around who had proof of the accident, and the only one that seemed reasonable to blame - for the missing coiling that had started the fire was still in his hands after he had ripped it...

 

He was sent to a detention camp in a far reach of the Tatooine desert... where no one had ever escaped from... there were horror stories abound for this place and legend tells of an ancient creature in the sands that they would feed ornery prisoners to... (in the end he figured out it wasn't that bad... and yet that would probably be based on your definition of bad)

 

Prison -2-

15 years of labor and abuse added to Fuh's life that he will never get back... he often masked his pain by working out in his cell or practicing his sword fighting within its confines (often using a bar that he found lying around), and tried to talk to some of the patrons nearby - but lucky for him he was next to two cells with people who had had their tongues cut out...

 

It would be a few months til he would actually find talking people to communicate with, and thats when he created the Organization of the SF Knights - they communed together and developed rather dirty ways to fight, and before long they had found out the guard rotation and layout of the camp... including where they housed a few sand skiffs in the complex...

 

within a month or two of founding this organization they had mounted a full force attempt to create and put into effect a successful escape plan that would more then likely work even if something went wrong...

 

Balrog, one of the guys Fuh (now called Arclight) communed with, was the one that initiated the plan with the cracking of the warden's neck as he approached the bars of Balrog's cell - stealing the keys, Balrog let loose the other members and continued to dislodge guards heads from their bodies - so in the end it was ultimately easy to take their belongings back (including Semper Fi and its Scabbard) and a sand skiff, and since there were only around 10 of them they could fit ...

 

Return Home -3-

Arclight requested, not for emotional reasons necessarily, to return home for he had some things he would need... something that chilled him to the bone though, was the fact that his hometown was now a ghost town... no sign of why they left, where they went, or when they left....

 

regardless, he knew what he wanted and surprisingly they were still there... he picked up his casual wear as well as a few of his other belongings and chucked them into the arms of one of his friends, and told them to load it on board for the rest of their journey (he had decided to go with them to their home planet of Hoth). Then he took the harness and scabbards of Ole Reliable and Sputnik and placed them along with Semper Fi aside, for he had one more thing to get... Arclight ventured into his father's secret room in which his father gave him permission too if anything were to ever happen to him...

 

Arclight knew what was in this room, because his father had once told him stories of the old armor worn by his ancestors, and so it was now passed to him... slowly Arclight reminisced while he took the armor and placed it on himself....

 

once completed, the silver composite armor inscribed with genuine antique/ornate carvings throughout the mesh gleamed a dazzling Blue which remained in the eyelets and several other places within the armor, which attracted the attention of all of his friends who now ambled into the room...

 

"thank you for sharing this with me he said, but I am afraid once we are on Hoth, I will have to find my own way... I can't stand the outside politics of this universe for really both sides are just as equally destructive"...

 

after finishing this, Arclight walked over to the table where he had set his weapons and began to equip them... then all of the guys set off for the nearest spaceport where they had procured a spaceship...

 

Hoth -4-

aside from leaving his friends behind with a message for all of them to keep to their hearts - which was "Semper Fi - always faithful - always be faithful to whatever your fighting for" - Arclight wandered off into the snowy wastes with a sack on his back carrying his clothes and some food (and the rest of his possessions), along with his swords and armor equipped...

Edited May 26, 2008 by Guest

[ShadowProphet]

Real Name: Rydr Rolaker

Nickname:

Age: 22

Species: Human

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 207lbs

Hair: Curly Black

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld:Coruscant

Alignment:Evil

Clothing: A open long Black coat with a white shirt underneath, long black paints and boots

Weapon: dual Short Viroblades, wrist dagge,r KYD-21 blaster pistol with a added on scope,DXR-6 disruptor rifle with a zoom scope.

NFU

Inventory: Datapad,few credits

Posessions: A small apartment in the lower side of Coruscant, Toscan 8-Q starfighter

 

 

 

Skills:

 

Rydr is as brutally efficient with Viroblades as he is witty and cunning he knows when to fight and when to not, but as for him the money always comes first.

 

 

 

History:

 

Rydr was born a stray no knowledge of parents or any family the only parent figure in his life was Jayden, Jayden found him in a garbage bin in a back alley. Jayden didn't have much a small flat in the slums of coruscant, Jayden was a former bounty hunter but after finding Rydr decided to exchange it for being a small merchant owned a weapons shop, a rough job but it was honest pay.

 

As Rydr grew mature Jayden have been teaching him the arts of the blade, something Jayden excelled in back in his bounty hunter days, then one day officers found jayden dead near his shop, a direct hit in the chest with a blaster, the murderer was never found.

 

Rydr was unsure what to do, running a shop grew tiresome for such measly pay, he eventually closed down the shop and decided to go on the path as a freelancer...

[Guest]

Real Name: Eygo Tor

Nickname: Ey (Aye)

Age: 47

Species: Carosite

Height: 5'3"

Weight: 117 lbs

Hair: Whiteish tan

Eyes: Deep green

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Carosi IV

Alignment: Good

Clothing: Leather clothing modified to medical scrubs, hard to find.

Weapon: Conscientious objector to war and violence, doesn't use weapons.

Force User

Inventory: Medkit, other various vials and liquids used in healing process.

Posessions: As of his recent arrest, nothing save what he has on him. Used to work for a local med clinic on Gala.

 

Personality: Carositians's culture revolve around medicine and healing, and most are very averted to violence unless their patient (Or substitute object of similar value) comes under mortal threat, in which case they can fly into a berserker rage to protect their patient. Such was the case with Eygo, as he has crippled a Talz patient of his who tried to suffocate another of his patients, the two were previously in a bar fight before their arrival to the clinic.

 

Eygo was promptly apprehended.

[Davi Quinn]

Real Name: Davi Quinn

Nickname:

Age: 17

Species: Human

Height: 6' 0”

Edited February 29, 2008 by Guest

[l:BlueVortex:l]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Avres Jin'Kun

Nickname: ~

Age: 10

Species: Kiffar/Mandalorian

Height: 5"3

Weight: 140 lbs.

Hair: Longish, Dark Brown.

Eyes: Brown.

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Kiffu

Alignment: Good, (Hates the Sith for destroying his home and family.)

Clothing: Brown, worn robings, ragged pants, and feet wrappings.

Weapon: Avres has no weapons, so he uses his fists and feet.

Force User: Yes, high-midichlorian count. (This is unknown to Avres.)

Inventory:

-Utility Belt

-Fusion Cutter

-Commlink.

Posessions: Avres has one droid, by the name of T6-M4. T6 can communicate with Avres, and can also hack into computer mainframes, repair and dismantle almost anything, and treat injury.

 

[/b]

[Malcolm Derrial]

Real Name: Malcolm Derrial

Nickname: Mal

Age: 16

Species: Human

Height: 1.727 Meters (5'6”

[Guest]

What I thought I'd do was pretend to be one of those deaf mutes or something.

 

Real Name: Unknown

Nickname: Anon

Age: Unknown

Species: Unknown

Height: 5' 11”

[Ss_Sins_Insight]

CHARACTER SHEET 

Real Name: None

Nickname: Smith

Age: 25

Species: Human

Height: 6' 6”

Edited February 14, 2008 by Guest

[Thor Hughes]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Thor Hughes

Nickname: Thor

Age: 19

Species: Human

Height: 6' 3

Weight: 230

Hair: Long brown

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Male

Home-world: Coruscant

Alignment: Good

Clothing: Brown Civilian attire when not on duty, Rebel uniform when he is

Weapon: Blaster Rifle, Hammer

Force User: Nope

 

Inventory: some MRE's, bandages, typical stuff

 

Thor is a soldier plain and simple. Calm, cool, and generally even headed in situations, he never gets worked up, even when he's run out of ammo on his blaster, and has resorted to cracking skulls with his one handed Hammer, a parting gift from his father. Never takes anything seriously, it's always just another thing to do, even if he's in the dead of battle, which often gets him in loads of trouble.

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Name: Megatrox Proto

Nickname: Mega

Age: unknown

Species: Automated Transforming Robot(ATR)

Height: 20 meters

Weight: 5 tons

Hair: none

Eyes: glowing red

Sex: male programming, he can design more ATRs with another ATR by incorporating the best parts of their designs into a new one

Homeworld: unknown

Alignment: Good

Clothing: none

Weapon: turbo laser mounted on his arm

Non-Force User

Inventory: nothing

Possessions: none

 

Wondering what the **** he is? He is based on the new Transformers Star Wars toys, they transform from a famous ship, the Millennium Falcon or a TIE fighter, into a robot. Here's the story I'm putting behind him:

 

 

I strange engineer designed a new robot type that would transform into a disguise as a star ship. He died suddenly one day, only making one, a prototype named Megatrox Proto! It stayed in the engineer's facility, until the supplies ran out. It transformed into its default disguise, a X-wing. It traveled until it came to a populated planet and landed, its power was fading, it was to be stuck in the middle of the desert forever.

Alas, it was too be scrapped by the Jawas, but a merchant bought it from them. When he filled it up, Megatrox Proto didn't know what to do. He searched his databases, until he found out what he was now. A slave!

He lived a life of solitude, until, after being sold many times, he spoke to his owner. He was amazed and they became friends. After many years, his owner never returned one day from the market. Megatrox Proto was alone once more. This time, he had learned to talk to people, and he decide to come out and be himself.

 

 

He is based on Megatron, so imagine him as his robot appearance and imagine a X-wing as his ship appearance, unless he changes his disguise temporarily.

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Grrgrrguchirruup

Nickname: Cuddly Ewok

Age: 68 years old

Species: Ewok

Height: 2 feet 3 inches

Weight: 20 pounds

Hair: Jet Black with long streaks of pitch jet black hair down his back

Eyes: Reddish Red

Sex: Male

Homeworld: A piece of whats left of Endor

Alignment:Neutral

Force: Nonforce user

Weapons: Big rock, automatic pea shooter, spears, tomahawk

Inventory: a deep fried bantha for food

Possessions: Corellian engineered escape pod modified to be able to fly

 

History: Cuddly Ewok is the only son of Uberwok, the ewok who fought at the great, but pointless, second battle of Endor that changed the face of Endor to what it is today.

Edited February 11, 2008 by Guest

[Guest]

Real Name: Ikera

Nickname: N/A

Age: Mutable

Species: Arach'tar

Height: Mutable

Weight: Mutable

Hair: Mutable

Eyes: Mutable

Sex: Mutable

Homeworld: Unknown

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Clothing: White robe

Weapon: Self

Force User

Inventory: None

[saberforce]

HIROLAAH'S CHARACTER SHEET

 

Identity [!ident]

 

Real Name: Hirolaah

A.K.A:

Homeworld: Kashyyyk

Species: Wookiee

 

Physical Description [!dscrp]

 

Age: 24

Height: 2.2 Meters

Weight: 290 lbs

Fur: Dark Brown with spots of Black and Light Brown

Eyes: Black

Sex: Male

 

Equipment [!equip]

 

Clothing or Armor: Ammo Belt across his chest

Weapon: Ryyk kerarthorr, Ryyk, Wookiee Side-Arm, Bowcaster

Common Inventory:

 

Faction Information [!factn]

 

Non-Force User

Alignment: Good

Current Faction Affiliation: Independent

Current Faction Rank: Wookiee Warrior

 

History: [!hstry]

 

Force Side:

Trained by:

Trained who:

Known Skills: Xaczik, Wrruushi (Wookiee Only Fighting Style), Melee Proficiency

 

Background: Hirolaah was a young General for Teagaar during the Freedom Alliance, but left after Teagaar made a clear move from political movement to pure terrorism. He made his way back to Kashyyk where he pleaded with the Council to push favor to bring back Kirlocca as a chieftain, and reopen talks with the Republic to keep their situation from getting any worse.

 

Ship Registration [!ship]

 

Name:

Class:

Model:

Manufacturer:

 

Length:

 

Armaments:

Armor:

Anti-Personnel Defenses:

 

Appearance:

Modifications:

Edited August 24, 2009 by Guest

[Scarlet Kiromaja]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Kiara Jaden

Nickname:

Age: 23

Species: Human

Height: 5' 7.5"

Weight: 155

Hair: Dirty Blond

Eyes: Light Blue

Sex: Female

Homeworld: Naboo

Alignment: Neutral

Weapon: Vibro-dagger, Sleek Blaster

Non-Force User

Inventory: Credits, weapons

Possessions: Ship

 

Alias for WJ's pirate faction.

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Chukha-Trok

Nickname: Chukha-Trok the Ewok

Age: 20

Species: Ewok

Height: 4' 9”

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Deceven Jar'hai

Nickname: Des

Age: 17

Species: Codru-Ji

Height: About six feet, three inches.

Weight: 198 lbs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Yellow

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Munto Codru

Alignment: Not so good, but not exactly evil. Neutral.

Clothing: Des generally wears black, tight fitting robes. They look like Luke Skywalker's outfit, except the bottoms are like that of an actual robe.

Weapon: Des carries a standard DL-18 blaster. It's not very powerful, but in the words of Des, "It gets the job done."

Force User

Inventory: He carries extra energy packs for his blaster rifle, as well as tools to repair himself. Des's array of electromechanical implants include: A chip in his brain, giving him heightened senses; a completely rebuilt left leg and left arm, caused because of an explosion during a battle on his homeworld, giving him exceptional strength, but lowering his speed; and a rebuilt jaw, needed because of a brawl which left him with no lower jaw. Nonetheless, as with every cybernetic implant, any electrical field severely impairs them.

possessions: Nothing. Des feels that there is no use for material possessions.

[Sapphire Rose]

Old alias, old character, new character sheet. All for WJ's Pirate Faction.

 

Name: Rose Vao

Nickname: Sapphire Rose

Species: Rutian Twilek

Homeworld: Dantooine

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Height: 5'10"

Weight: 110lbs

Eye Color: White (due to her being blind)

Hair Color: N/A

Alignment: Neutrally Chaotic

Faction: Pirates

Rank: N/A

Force Sensitive? Yes

Clothing: Casual Robes; Armored Leggings; extra set of Casual Robes

Weapons:

• Blade of Vao - Modified Vibrosword, reforged to a greater width and length to form a vibro-broadblade.
  
• Ashla - Standard Bryar blaster pistol. This blaster was named after the lightside of the force from stories she was told as a child.
  
• Mission - Modified Imperial Heavy Repeater, mechanically engineered by Rose to reduce recoil and increase accuracy. Also, the rate of fire has been reduced to a burst of shots instead of the fully automatic original. This also was done to increase it's accuracy. This slugthrower was named after her ancestor, Mission Vao.
  
• Eye of Judgement - Her greatest kept secret. A self created mechanical eye that's connected to an implant within her brain. It enables her to see despite her blindness, and is equipped with infared and nightvision modes as well as houses the mechanical workings of a Blaster. The blaster mode removes the vision lenses and enables her to fire high velocity beams at whatever her gaze falls upon.

Possessions:

• Revan - A matte black HK-51 Assassin Droid
  
• Sauron - A chrome HK-47 Assassin/Protocol Droid
  
• Sparticus - A sapphire blue G0-T0 Infastructure Planning Droid
  
• Eagle I - A YT-2400 Corellian Light Freighter

Personality: The quiet type. Soft spoken due to her past. Withdrawn from most of those around her, she's often mistaken as pathetic and weak. Determined to succeed despite her disabilities. Hot tempered when angered. Powerful despite her fraile looking figuare. A true warrior in all aspects.

Skills:

• Beginner's Level Force Foresight - Due to her being blind, Rose has developed a beginner's level in force foresight. Many of her senses grew stronger at the lose of her sight, including her sense of touch and hearing, which allows her to feel the slightest vibrations around her as well as hear the slightest noise.
  
• Mid Level Melee Proficency - Having taken up a blade at such a young age, namely her broadblade vibro-sword, Rose is well versed in the art of melee combat. Years of training has granted her skills with the sword that matches most warriors twice her age. But also due to her blade of choice being what it is, she has no problem using neither light or heavy blades.
  
• Low Level Blaster Proficency - Having just taken up a blaster in recent years despite her rarely using it, Rose still possesses some knowledge on how to use a blaster. Though her knowledge of a blaster does not meet that of her knowledge in melee combat, she's still just as dangerous with a blaster in her hand.
  
• High Level Mechanics - Having been born to a farming family on Dantooine, Rose's knowledge in the world of mechanics exceeds all of her skills. Able to repair anything from a remote droid to a freighter class starship, Rose is the go to gal when it comes to things of the mechanical nature despite her being blind.
  
• Mid Level Hand to Hand Combat Proficency - Having trained most of her life in the art of combat, Rose learned rather well that a weapon could not always been found in one's hand. Training herself to use her limbs as weapons, most notiably her long legs, Rose's skills in the area of Martial Arts matches that of her skill with a blade.

Weaknesses:

• Blind - Rose went blind at a very young age due to an illness that swept across Dantooine. Though they had no knowledge of the disease corrupting her body, Rose was sent out into the fields one day. After a few hours in the sun, Rose was found blind not far from where she was supposed to be. It was determined that her eyes were effected by the sun's bright rays due to the illness, and that she would be forever blind.
  
• Revengeful - Despite being withdrawn from most people, Rose does grow close to certain things. And those few things she grows close to, she cherishes deeply. But should whatever she cherishes be taken away, she grows revengeful, and it sends her into a blind lust for payback. Here she is weakened severly, because as she slips into a state of revenge, she loses herself to it, and could care less about anything else.
  
• Withdrawn - Due to the hardships and losses Rose has faced over the years, she tends to be withdrawn from most. Afraid to cherish things because of losing them, she hides from her emotions. She tends to stay to herself, which is considered a weakness due to her greatest strength occuring when she has great numbers at her side.

Traits: ((see the above personality section))

Identifiable Markings: None

History:

 

Rose's Youth

 

Born to an once slaved Rutian Twilek mother named Aiy'Shata, or Shata for short, on the rolling plains of Dantooine, Rose enjoyed a very peaceful childhood. From the time she was old enough to walk, she was out in the fields with her human step-father, Titus. Helping Titus, Rose's chores were plentiful. From tending to the fields to handing the middle aged human the tools he needed for the speeder. And she enjoyed these times with Titus.

 

But as Rose grew, her parent began to worry about her. She was showing signs of a force sensitive, something that neither Shata or Titus wanted known. Titus, a former Alliance Officer knew all too well what life brings for a force sensitive being. And Shata, raped by a Twilek Sith during her bondage to a Hutt, wanted nothing to do with that world. They were just fine with the life both were living now, and wanted only that for young Rose.

 

But Rose was an adventurous type as a child, wandering off alone every chance she got despite her mother's warnings. Though her mother worried that a Jedi or Sith might come across Rose by what they considered the will of the force, she worried more since Rose was a Rutian Twilek, something considered a rare prize among slave traders. But luck would have it that Rose had the will of the force on her side and her childhood went by peacefully. For the most part at least. And so ended the chapter of Rose's Youth.

 

Blinded by the Light

 

When Rose was about the age of six, a unknown disease swept across Dantooine, infecting most of the children and some of the adults. First signs of the outbreak were cold sweats and little red dots forming upon the skin. But soon was followed by fatigue, high fever, blindness if exposed to bright lights, and even death. Without a choice, the Alliance was brought in and scientists and alchemists began working right away to find a cure. But for some, it was far too late, for death had come knocking at their doors.

 

While it was true that the Jedi had sent their Healers as well, very few recovered from it due to how quickly the disease progressed. Death swept across the plains of Dantooine shortly behind the disease as it traveled, leaving the Alliance no choice but to quarentine the planet until further notice. Mourning were the families of the deceased, and for those families who were spared the grief, anger and hatred soon came knocking at their doors in the form of mourning fathers and brothers. It was a hectic time for the Alliance stationed at Dantooine, and only seemed to get worse with each passing day.

 

But Rose was one of the unfortunate ones, the disease quickly consuming her young body. Shortly after the outbreak began, Rose was found out in the fields where she was supposed to be doing her chores. When Titus found her, she was almost lost. Blinded by the bright light of Dantooine's sun, broke out in a cold sweat, the red dots littering her body, and on the verge of death, Rose was taken to the nearest colony and treated as best she could be.

 

It was here that Shata and Titus' worst fears came true, her force sensitvity being discovered by a Jedi Healer who happened to be in the colony, helping as best she could. She healed Rose and eased her pain as much as possible, stating that the rest would be up to the force and Rose. But she could feel Shata's worries, and never offered to take the young twilek in for training, much to Shata and Titus' surprise. Taken home shortly after recovering, Rose would live the rest of her life blinded from the disease. As for the disease it's self, it merely disappeared without a trace shortly before Rose was let go from the medical facilty. To this day, nothing is known about it. Rose had been blinded by the light.

 

Second Sight

 

Rose's life after the disease was hard on the young Twilek. She withdrew herself from almost everyone around her, only speaking to Shata and Titus. And even then, it was but only a few words. Anger and hatred settled in her soul as grief took hold of her lost sight. And as she grew, it only became stronger within her. But like a galaxy wide trend, it too passed into the wind as she grew to terms with her condition. Slowly she began returning to her chores, but not without help. Titus had come across a couple of old HK units and reprogrammed them into body guards for young Rose.

 

When Rose neared the age of ten, she no longer considered herself handicapped. She was able to do her chores despite her loss of sight, and was able to do them as if she still had her sight. Her other senses had grown stronger, most notiably her memory among her hearing and touch. She was even able to tell when someone approached from her backside merely by hearing the crunching of the grass beneath their feet, or feel the vibrations of their foot steps as they approached, Rose unable to explain it.

 

It was Titus who first noticed it when he approached Rose one afternoon, only for Rose to say hello to him and call him by name. Titus, startled by it, grew weary of her and restricted her to the house they lived in, hoping to stop her progress. But it was inevitable, Rose still growing stronger with each passing day as she continued her chores within her own home. It was only a matter of time before they found out how strong she had grown on her own.

 

It was a rather cold night, Rose having ventured out to collect wood for the fireplace since Titus was in the nearest colony gathering supplies for the upcoming harvest. while she was out, alone for that matter, a strange man appeared from behind some brush. He attacked Rose, seeing her as a blind and weak opponent, a perfect target for his mischievous deeds. But that she was not, her senses gaining her the upperhand. Though in the end, the man had his way, even he would admit that she surprised him.

 

But when Titus found her, beaten and bruised from the raping, it only made things worse for young Rose. Titus distanced himself from Rose, arguements erupting between the two quite often, leaving Shata sad. She loved Titus very much, but Rose was her flesh and blood, leaving her neutral to the two's squabbles as her daughter was nearing her womanhood. It was one fateful night, that both discovered her tue force potiential. As Titus drew his hand back to discipline her, something he had never done before, his hand was caught by her own as her white eyes gazed deeply into his. She had truly attained a second sight.

 

Tragedy Befalls

 

Months had gone by since the night of Rose's attack, the man who had attacked her having never been found. The Judical Forces assumed he had escaped off world, but the likelihood of catching him were slim. Titus and Shata had grown accustom to Rose's second sight by now, overjoyed that the force had granted her such a gift, yet still weary of the life it would bring her. Call them over proctective parents, or whatever you wish, but they cherished young Rose with every inch of bone within their body. And she with they. It was a shame her happiness was soon to end.

 

It was a warm night, shortly after the season of planting had begun. Titus and young Rose, a young lady of the age eleven now, had just return from the fields and settled down for a late supper when the knock came from the door. Titus stood to open it, only to have a blade shoved into his skull as the man who raped Rose stepped in followed by another draped in a black cloak. Shata tried to reach Titu's side as she ordered Rose to run, but was stopped mid-sentence as she suddenly lifted into the air and began to choke as the second man, now revealed as a Twilek male by the name of Vardan Bree, extended his arm.

 

Rose, scared for her own life as well as her mother's, turned to run only to stop when the man spoke to Shata a simple sentence. "I have come for my daughter, Shata Vao." He spoke, turning his gaze to Rose as a sinister grin crept upon his face. Rose, unable to see, stood frozen in horror as mixed emotions corrupted her train of thought. And by the time she had a chance to react, she was knocked unconcious by the human male. Not much is known about the events that followed, only that Rose remained unharmed.

 

When Rose awoke hours later, her body laid upon the soft grass under the night sky unharmed. Frantically she felt around where she laid, screaming her mother's name out until her voice was no louder than a squeak. But no one answered, only the distant sounds of a blazing house telling her of the outcome. But over the sound of the blaze, Rose heard others approaching, heavy in their steps and marching in a rhythm one would hear soldiers in step with.

 

But these approaching footsteps only belonged to two beings and the light swirling beeps of G0-T0, her mother's personal droid she had aquired from her once slave owner, let her know she was truly safe. Helping their Master up to her feet, Revan nor Sauron said a word about what happened. And to this day, never have they said a word about it. Tragedy befell young Rose, and had remained a mystery to this day.

 

Life on One's Own

 

The next six years of Rose's life went by like a distant blur. Rose continued to live on Dantooine until she was near the age of fourteen, continuing her combat training under Revan and his extentsive databank now that Titus was no longer around to train the young Twilek. Titus had merely taught her the basic forms of using a blade and hand to hand combat, but stopped when the disease had took it's course with her and forbidding her learning anymore. But she had never stopped, mastering the basics enough times for four children. But now it was Revan's turn to teach her, and like an assassin droid, he did so with expert precision.

 

But when Rose reached the age of fourteen, she decided it was time to leave the planet, nothing but painful memories existing in her past. Gathering her things, she ventured into town and bought a small freighter for traveling with what credits she recovered from her former home. Taking it home, she worked tirelessly until it was spaceworthy once again, using spare parts Titus had always kept in the shed. A few parts she had to modify to work on the YT-2400 she dubbed 'Eagle I', but for the most part, most fit perfectly. Within a few months after turning fourteen, Rose Vao left Dantooine, never looking back.

 

Her travels were adventurous, just as she had always dreamed of, and spanded over the next year of her life. She visited many places including Yavin IV, Dantooine, Coruscant, and even Dagobah, as she simply chose a planet at random and ventured forth. But it wasn't until she ventured to Nar Shadaa, that her life took a drastic turn. Attacked by yet another pedophile, Rose had recieved victory this time around. But a few eyes had seen her, and had took interest in a blind girl with such abilities. It wasn't long before she became a member of Nar Shadaa's Bounty Hunter network, her skills being put to good use as she hunted down bounties left and right, collecting enough credits to support a small kingdom.

 

But Rose had never changed, still withdrawn from most, and quiet to all but a select few. Even her mentor, Nim Starracer, have never heard her say a word. And it was no surprise when overzealous Bounty Hunters mistook her quietness as rudeness. And one did such a thing, and attacked the now sixteen year old Rose Vao. But as so many other have before him, so did he fall to her modifed vibro-broadblade as well, as Revan, Sauron, and G0-T0 happily took care of his crew. It wasn't often they got the chance to take care of what she couldn't. But because of the who the Bounty Hunter was, the brother to the GuildMaster, Rose was banished fron Nar Shadaa and a bounty placed upon her head. But such was life on one's own.

 

True Life Begins

 

The following year of her life, Rose ran from her pursuers as best she could. They would at times, catch up to her of course. But for the most part, she was easily able to evade capture, sending all those that did catch up with her to an early grave despite trying to talk them out of capturing her. She spent most of her time in hiding in the outer regions of the galaxy, sometimes even venturing into the unknown regions should the case call for it. But there were times she was tracked to the mid rim and coreworlds to worlds like Byss, and even on rare occassions, to Dantooine.

 

But Rose was growing tired of running despite more and more Bounty Hunters coming after her. Each had a different reason, ranging from revenge for a fallen relative to what they considered a quick payday. But all met the same end save for a few smart ones who gave up. Finally, after a year in hiding, Rose ventured back into the core worlds and let her return be known. Little did she know what she would find on the path ahead.

 

The next Bounty Hunter to arrive at her doorstep so to speak, was Nim Starracer, her former mentor. He stated that he had been looking for her since the day she left, not to collect the bounty, but to offer his aid in her protection. He spoke of the many fallen comrades he encountered as he tracked her, including his own brother, Rav Starracer. But he was without hate, and had even killed the Guildmaster in her defence and placing the blame of his brother's death in the Guildmaster's hands. Finally Rose was safe to live her life how she chose, and Nim Starracer had plans to retire back home to Shogan. This was where her true life began.

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Breel

Nickname: none

Age: 21

Species: Polydroxol, shape shifting mass of mercury, can't change color

Height: variable

Weight: 180 lb

Hair: silver

Eyes: silver

Sex: male

Homeworld: Sevetta

Alignment: Chaotic Nuetral

Clothing: a thin and weightless dark cloak that hides his shiny surface but is easily taken off in a blink(he doesn't take a minute to get ready to battle like jedi)

Weapon: morphs knifes and lances, trained his species' martial arts(knows how to use himself in the best possible ways)

Non-Force User(force is dumb)

Inventory: anything that can he held inside of him

Possessions: a custom ship

Appearance: He normally has a human appearance. He can morph into anything if needed.

 

Attributes:

Melee: Outstanding

Blaster: Good

Mechanical: Poor

Piloting: Excellent

 

 

Bio:

Breel hated his homeworld for some reason, even he doesn't know why.

 

As a child, his parents disappeared mysteriously, never being seen again. Unlike most children, he never thought he was the reason, even believing they did something to each other because of jealousy over him. He was raised by his aunt and uncle. Being cheated from another aunt and uncle because they were his mom's sister and dad's brother, coming together to take care of him mutually, then falling in love and marrying. This is probally why he thinks his parents disappeared over him, because his aunt and uncle both wanted him.

 

His uncle had him trained in the hand-to-hand combat techniques of his species when he was very young to avoid what happened to his parents. He is now the best on his homeworld.

 

He started saving what he got from fighting tornaments to make a starship to get off of Sevetta. He built it using what little knowledge he knew of mechanics. It was built with the cheapest parts possible, even using a plan sheet of metal as a frame. He read many different piloting books to become a good fighter pilot.

Edited March 2, 2008 by Guest

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Aamon Kasadya

Nickname: None

Age: Late 20's

Species: Hapan

Height: 5'11

Weight: 180 lbs

Hair: Blonde, long and curly

Eyes: Red

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Hapes

Alignment: Evil

Clothing: Flowing cloaks and dark, loose fitting clothes

Weapon: Blasters, Vibroblades

Force User

Inventory: Datapad, Blastech DL-44 Blaster Pistol, Vibroblade, A wooden flute

Posessions: An Old Sienar Systems Star Courier called Barathrum

 

Physical Description:

 

A young Hapan male of exceptional beauty, Aamon is neither tall nor short for his species. His body is characterized by fine porcelain skin that is completely devoid of any marks or scars. His shimmering golden hair falls in curly locks around his face and down his back. His body is lithe and without an ounce of unneeded tissue or fat and his facial features are soft and almost feminine. He generally wears a black loose fitting tunic and dark brown trousers with a black cloak about him. Probably his most striking features is a pair of distinct crimson eyes.

 

Biography:

 

Aamon Kasadya was born on Hapes approximately eighteen standard years ago. He never knew much about his father, other than what he was told. That the man had been a privateer on a small ship that raided along the Transitory Mists For much of his early life his mother and older sister raised him in a small village called Arabanth. Though for many it was a hard life, filled with much toil and suffering, Aamon rarely wanted for anything. He was a happy child for those early years, blissfully ignorant of the tumultuous changes that were going to occur within him.

 

Around the age of five, Aamon discovered an old wooden flute hidden inside a wooden chest in his mother's closet. Finely carved with beautiful engravings, he felt an instant connection with it. As he tried to play it, he became mesmerized with the beauty and richness of instrument's tone. The notes seemed to play themselves, floating through the air and affixing themselves into the proper order.

 

Though it seemed like an eternity in the eyes of the small child, only a few minutes passed before his mother walked in on the scene. A strong, implacable woman with a heart of kindness, Aamon had never known his mother to be afraid. But as she saw her child holding the flute in his hands, her eyes widened and she immediately ripped it away from him. As the instrument was taken from his grip, he felt as if a part of his very soul was being ripped away from him. In that instant, he was gripped by an almost feral instinct to retrieve the flute. Lashing out at his mother, he bit her hand so hard that his teeth not only broke the skin but also sunk into her flesh. It was his first taste of human blood...

 

In the days following, the flute was taken to the nearby fields and buried by Aamon's older sister, Janera. Aamon, who was quickly released of his wild instinct felt immense guilt at hurting his mother and vowed never to seek out the flute again. Things continued as they had been and days stretched into weeks. Weeks stretched into months and months into years until the incident was all but forgotten.

 

Then one night, shortly after Aamon reached the age of seven he awoke with a blood-curdling scream. Fearing something was attacking him; his mother and sister ran into the room to find that Aamon was covered in blood. Pulling him from his bed and rushing him to a nearby hospital, his mother feared the worst. As the doctors worked to repair the damage, his sister returned to the home with a neighbour to look for any signs of what might have attacked him.

 

They found nothing.

 

Every door, every window had been securely latched from the night before. It was quickly determined that there was only one way such a thing could have happened...

 

Aamon did it to himself. In what doctor's described as a fit of irrational fear, brought on by a nightmare, Aamon had nearly bitten through two of his fingers. What puzzled doctors even more, was the large amount of blood residue found within the child's throat. It was as if the child had been drinking his own blood. Understandably, his mother and sister were deeply concerned. They begged and begged that he be kept inside of the hospital, but were told that it was unlikely such a extreme episode would occur again.

 

So Aamon was returned home to the care of his family and though the nightmares seemed to end, his mother and sister noticed several changes in him. He became withdraw, spending much of his time alone and rarely speaking. When he did speak, he had a tendency to become irrationally angry, or burst suddenly into tears. As the years progressed, he also began to speak to himself, having seemingly two sided conversations with himself at all hours of the night.

 

By the time he was into his early teens, another symptom manifested itself, a serious lack of memory. Aamon had a tendency to become seriously disoriented to the point forgetting where he was or whom he was speaking with. During these moments he would often become violent, lashing out at anyone who approached him. One day he had such an episode and he began to choke his mother. As the two struggled throughout the house, they fell into the kitchen, where his sister was listening to music from a small holo-player. Almost immediately Aamon stopped his rampage. He became entranced by the music and remained in the kitchen listening for hours until finally he went to sleep.

 

For the next several days there seemed to be a complete change in Aamon. He went outside, and spent time with his family. He talked and he laughed. And every night he would go to sleep listening to music from the holo-player.

 

Seeing this sudden change for the better, his sister remembered how he had reacted to seeing the flute years earlier. Hoping that if he were able to make his own music, the days of his episodes might be over, she went back to the fields and dug up the instrument. On the night of his sixteenth birthday, after their mother had gone to sleep, she pulled him aside and gave it to him.

 

Nobody is exactly sure what happened next. Neighbours reported seeing the house where they lived burning to the ground. Unfortunately, by the time the rescue crews had arrived, there was nothing left of the house but ashes. A quick survey of the ruins revealed the bodies of two women, burnt almost beyond recognition. In a nearby field, they found a young teenaged boy, playing a small wooden flute.

[Ss_Sins_Insight]

I decided to use a different character right now so here's his sheet.

 

CHARACTER SHEET 

Real Name: Los Sol

Nickname: Lost, but people call him Los or Sol

Age: 21

Species: Ranth

Height: 6' 6”

[Ragnos]

Sorry if the picture is too big...

 

Name: Kane Blackmoon

Nickname: Black Wolf

Age: 20

Species: Hapan

Height: 1.87 meters

Weight: 73 kilos

Sking color: White, slightly tanned

Hair color: Black

Hair style: See picture

Eye color:: Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Hapes

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Clothing: Gray and black robes made out of slightly blaster resistant weave. Utility belt for storage of weapons, credit chips and datapad. Black leather boots, black gauntlets.

Weapons: Controller FP force pike, Baragwin assault blade, 2x Kerestian Darksticks, KYD-21 blaster pistol

Force-User

Inventory: Lightsaber (worthless at the moment, shattered focusing lens and drained power cell), comlink, datapad, credits

Possessions: Nssis-class Clawcraft, a mansion on Hapes

BIO: We'll see about that...

Edited March 6, 2008 by Guest

[Guest]

Name: Dante Blackwood

Nickname: none

Age: 20

Species: Human

Height: 6' 2"

Weight: 210 lbs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Hazel

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Corellia

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Clothing: Worn leather jacket, undershirt, aging pants

Weapons: Old blaster pistol with a spent energy cell, mostly for show

Non Force-User

Inventory: Stolen comlink, datapad, electrolockpick, few creds

Possessions: Not much.

History: Dante and his younger brother Aerec were orphaned at an early age when his parents died in a fire, they grew up passed around orphanages for most of their childhood, always getting kicked out for misbehavior and mischevious deeds. In all honesty, they were just being boys, but they shared a special bond. And finally, when Aerec was 13 and Dante 15, they ran away from their last orphanage, carving out a life for themselves in the larger cities of Corellia, where credits were easier to come by for odd jobs, as well as the unsuspecting pickpocket victim. They never had a good reputation with the law, and one of their more recent escapades found them stowing away on a refugee barge headed for Gala just to escape the local authorities yet again. They planned on getting out before the barge took off, but their plans changed as the barge undocked and took off, sealed and headed for deep space. Now, on Gala, they find themselves in unfamiliar settings, as well as a whole new community of 'marks' just ripe for the picking. Little do they know there's also a Jedi Temple close by...

[ForceFusion]

Real Name: Aerec Blackwood/Darth Riftor

Nickname: N/A

Age: 18

Species: Human

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 180 lbs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Sex: Male

Distinguishing features: scar across his left cheekbone

Homeworld: Corellia

Alignment:Chaotic Good

Clothing: Padawan robes, though accented with brighter colors like red and blue

Weapon: standard orange lightsaber, Vibro-blade and pretty much anything he can throw

Force User

Inventory: Snack-food, datapad, a set of juggling sacks

Posessions: Nothin'

History: Aerec and his older brother Dante were orphaned at a young age when their parents died in a fire. They spent many years bouncing around Corellian orphanages, difficult to handle at best, the epitome of troublesome boys. Aerec, always the mischievous one and desiring attention, was prone to mock the others around him, often getting the brothers into fights. His pranks, while hilarious in his own mind, didn't make the Blackwood boys all that likable. At the age of thirteen, after living in a particularly smothering orphanage, the boys decided to make it on their own in the cities of Corellia. Their meager means came from odd-jobs and pickpocketing, mostly the latter, but their brotherly affection kept them relatively warm at night. Though they often get in verbal spats, the brothers are practically inseparable. Running from local authorities led them to stow away on a barge to Gala, where they were stranded but with a clean reputation.

 

IC History: That reputation was spoiled quickly when the brothers attempted to pickpocket someone who turned out to be a Jedi padawan. Jedi Master Darex Travellian intervened and turned a whole new page in Aerec's life. The Jedi told Aerec that he was Force-sensitive and offered to train him. However, Dante could not be with him. Aerec was faced with the choice: take a new, comfortable, and meaningful life with the Jedi or stay with his brother. Dante made the choice for him, leaving Aerec with the Jedi. Though he was distraught, he began training with Master Trevellian.

 

While training on Gala, Darex introduced Aerec to Darla. The two became friends and she helped with his growth in the Force. Eventually, they set off to Yavin IV, where Aerec met more interesting Jedi figures, including the healer Skye Organa. However, a new presence would enter Aerec's life: Vladimir Faust. Faust, held captive by the Jedi on Yavin IV, offered to train Aerec in combat for two months, no strings attached and with a guarantee of no physical harm. Aerec bargained with the Hunter and was able to get him to agree to allow Darex to be present during Faust's training. However, Faust escaped the Jedi before Aerec had made his decision, and Darla along with the other Jedi convinced Aerec to wait until he'd achieved Knight status to take Faust up on his offer.

 

After the episode on Yavin, Darex, Darla, and Aerec next set out to begin building Aerec's lightsaber. First, they intended to go to Ilum, but the planet had recently been destroyed in the Invasion. The devastation in the Force had a massive effect on Aerec, and they jumped out of the system immediately.

 

It was then that Darex laid many more options for getting a lightsaber crystal. Knowing nothing of any of the planets, Aerec chose to go to Mon Calamari. There the three found themselves in an Imperial system and crash landing. Unable to escape from Imperial captivity, the three were held by the stormtroopers until the arrival of a familiar figure: Vladimir Faust.

 

Faust, in a position of power, again tried to convince Aerec to join him. Aerec was resistant but powerless, and soon found himself, along with Darla, under the power of the Hunter.

 

Though Aerec initially resisted Faust's teachings, the Hunter masterfully led Aerec to the path of darkness. Offering to teach Aerec a few lightsaber tactics, the trap was set. Eventually all of Aerec's rage was let loose in one attempt to kill Faust and save his own life in the midst of a practice duel. However, Faust tricked Aerec by putting a vision of Jedi Master Darex Trevellian in front of Aerec's blade. The illusion continued, showing Darla. And then Dante.

 

Aerec went through with his blow, caring not who was in the way of his survival. His lightsaber slammed into Faust's armor, doing no damage and leaving Aerec in the wake of his unleashed darkness. Faust prompted him to choose a name for his life as a Sith. Aerec, losing his identity as Aerec Blackwood, began to grasp a new identity: that of Darth Riftor.

 

Riftor trained with Faust for a short time before Faust brought him to the Sith Temple of Coruscant. There, his former Jedi Master along with the Mandalorian bounty hunter ShadowFett came to confront Faust and his new apprentice. Riftor still had strong feelings towards Darex and as Faust and Darex verbally sparred over, the young man became overwhelmed. Both Masters made their final arguments, and something in what Faust had said made Riftor/Aerec realize that his entire journey to the Jedi and the Sith was driven by chance. Fate had taken him everywhere and placed everyone where it was. Neither Faust nor Darex made an argument that convinced Riftor/Aerec, but he did realize that he'd hated what he'd become as Riftor. Though he was hopeless at the hands of Fate, he decided to return with Darex and perhaps salvage some joy out of life.

 

Violence erupted on the guns of ShadowFett and soon Aerec was taken prisoner by the Empire, though for what crimes he did not know. Before he was taken off, however, the Sith Julio Furion left Aerec with many deep questions about moving forward in his life. He also left him with a symbolic scar across the left cheek.

 

Upon reunion with Darex, Aerec was quickly forced to confront that scar when he went to Ilum to build his own lightsaber. In fact, he confronted much more than the scar: he confronted Riftor. The battle with his darker self as he built his Jedi weapon lasted days and tired Aerec, but eventually he came out with a new weapon and the assurance that indeed some things were worth dying for. Though Riftor's voice still occasionally haunts him, Aerec is well on his way towards Knighthood.

Edited May 8, 2009 by Guest

[Anilara Kadav]

CHARACTER SHEET - Anilara Starbane

 

Real Name: Anilara Starbane

Nickname: Ani

Age: 21

Species: Human

Height: 5'4"

Weight: 150lbs (physical condition: lean/muscular) - less dense and leaner muscles than Serena

Hair: a bright and fine silver. Long in length (all the way to her butt)

Eyes: deep indigo

Sex: Female

Homeworld: Coruscant (so far that she knows)

Alignment: Evil

Non-Force User

Clothing:

Casual wear: simple clothes; a pair of black leather boots with buckles across the middle, Soft black pants that hugged my legs, an actual bra that fit, and a soft but flexible long sleeved black shirt.

Combat wear: she has none

Skin deformities or Marks: she has a rather large black dragon tattoo that starts with two dragon heads on the tops of her hands and wraps around her arms leading all the way to her back where the tails meet - bringing the tattoo together...

Distinguishing differences from previous model: her bust size is about 2 to 3 bigger than Serena's (Serena's were like B size for reference ), her face has freckles and is a bit more innocent looking...

 

Inventory: Simple Clothing, a set of 5 knives, a comm, two blaster pistols, and a couple of thermal detonators

 

History: She was made in a cloning lab on coruscant but beyond that there is nothing really to tell. Her previous life left her few things, but nothing she could really live on...

 

She couldn't remember anything about her previous life's experiences except vague clouds. She couldn't remember combat training, but she remembered she had it because of the way her muscles were toned... She could remember planet names, race names, some people's names but she could remember no one Serena had met or dealt with and she couldn't remember what she did on those planets...

 

If you had to question her on general trivia she would probably beat you sometimes, but if you had to quiz her on Serena's life she would draw a blank... (( going to change))

Edited May 26, 2009 by Guest