Author Topic: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
EmoJawa 
Registered: May '06
19942_A New Hope
Date Posted: 7/11/07 10:33pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
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Name:Osari
Call Sign:
Gender:male
Age:16 (Squibs mature at 13)
Species:Squib
Homeworld:Skor II
Affiliation:Rebel Alliance
Personality
---Traits:curious,overconfident,friendly,
---Likes:working on engines and haggling
---Dislikes: the empire
---Habits: gambles on everything
Appearance
---Skin Color:pink
---hair Color:silvery blue
---Eye Color: Red
---Clothing (Not Flight Suit, they’re all standard orange): Crimson cloth hood, combat suit with lots of pockets
---Helmet Detail (For your orange flight suit): picture of mace windus lightsaber ( part of their history)
---Other Attributes:
---Other Details:
Weapons:

Biography
---Personal History:Osari was born on Tatooine where he gre up to abot twelve years old and loved to work on ships and meet pilots that would always come there, but not long after his thirteenth birthday when he becomes a man his parents were killed in front of him by Imperials because they couldnt pay for some of the gambling they did. After this happened he vowed he would avenge his parents and so he found a rebel alliance starfighter that had come in that he was getting to know and told him all that happened and that he wanted to go with him and fight the imperials.
---Military History: After he reached the rebels pace he learned all he could about starfighting and fighters,
---Traumatic Experiences:

 

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Beta-Commando 
Registered: Jul '07
7451_Leia ESB Infinities
Date Posted: 7/12/07 3:51pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG) - Date Edited: 7/12/07 4:11pm (4 edits total) Edited By: Beta-Commando
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Name: Jeira Hiro'nam
Call Sign: White Devil
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Species: Iridonian
Homeworld: Iridonia
Affiliation: Rebel Alliance
Personality
---Traits: Loyal, decisive, affectionate, natural leader
---Likes: Women, very much so, good food, company, friendship, and meditation
---Dislikes: Trandoshans, Rancor, and Hutts
---Habits: Taps his foot to any rhythm, even the ‘hum’ of an engine
Appearance
---Skin Color: Light Tan
---Hair Color: N/A
---Eye Color: silver, almost white
---Clothing: Wears a Sith-esque robe, underneath he always wears a flight under suit.
---Helmet Detail: The helmet is a memorabilia from his days with the Black Sun Pirates. It was specifically crafted so that his horns could be unrestricted and the helmet still fit snugly. It is somewhat worn, and the old Black Sun emblem has been painted over with the Alliance's Emblem. The visor is of a gold tint, making everything look as if he was viewing it from an advanced targeting computer, his tool of choice.
---Other Attributes: He has a strong, muscular build with an emphasis on his lower body. He also has a chalk-white goatee that he delicately trims when he feels the need.
---Other Details: His horns are sharp, almost lethally so, from him sharpening them whenever they dull or grow too much. His horns grow as such due to a genetic mutation.
Weapons: Shock Staff that is condensable mainly for the purpose of concealment.
The Force
---Sensitivity: Very sensitive, but prefers to keep anything dealing with the force locked away, in his past.
Biography
---Personal History: Jeira was raised in a noble family of great influence on Iridonia. During his younger years, he came to enjoy the great joys of his position and powers, but as he matured, so did he want for something different; adventure.

At the age of fifteen, Jeira left his homeworld, which would later prove to be an ill-gotten choice, to find employment as anything that entailed adventure. His first job was as a smuggler for Gardulla the Hutt, where he discovered his natural talent for the job. But when his employer was killed by Boba Fett, who had been acting on orders by the Black Sun Syndicate, he found himself an outlaw, drifting from system to system finding what he could do for a living for almost a year. Eventually, he was found by a Black Sun recruiter. He soon faced a dilemma; would he work for those who had killed his former employed and left him without a job, or take the offer. Soon enough, the choice became obvious; He needed the money.

And so he was taken in as a soldier for the Black Sun. He quickly earned respect, prestige, even grew in status, very quickly.

One day, on a what he thought was a routine boarding, Jeira found himself aboard a Rebel Vessel, the Libertine Justice, taken as a prisoner. He was transported to a Rebel Base on Mon Calamari where he was thrown in prison.

Soon enough, he found himself with an offer, one nearly as tempting as the one he had been offered by the Black Sun; join the Rebellion, or otherwise stay in prison until the end of the war. He didn’t intend to do the latter and hastily accepted the offer.

Now Jeira is a fighter pilot for the Rebellion, and a damn good one at that. Though he hugely prefers piloting the A-Wing to anything else, he is very able to pilot X-Wings, B-Wings, Y-Wings, V-Wings, and Snowspeeders any day of the week. He is also known to double as a mechanic, chef, lover, and sabaac player.
---Military History: Two years as a Smuggler for Gardulla the Hutt. Three years in Black Sun Piracy Syndicate. One and a half years in the Rebel Alliance.
---Traumatic Experiences: Death of first employer. Capture by the hands of the Rebellion. Death of several Rebel squadmates.

Bravo: Ooh, I love the prologue especially this: From all corners of the galaxy. Even Black Sun. I like that reference to Jeira! All-in-all, I love how this is going. I look forward to this! grin

One suggestion, maybe a few posts from you, going to when Jason Bravo is talking to the student. It'd be real cool! grin

 

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Darth_Vaders_cousin 
Registered: Nov '04
7758_Sparky
Date Posted: 7/12/07 5:47pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
IC: Jayson "Spade" Bryce
Dancing Stars

"Name's Spade." He said smuggly. Like this Barbel was worthy of flying with him. He was a Correllian for Force Sakes. But he should be nice...nah.

"Play cards?" He asked to the Barbel, and the man who had just sit. "Play for Creds?"

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renegade142 
Registered: Jul '07
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Date Posted: 7/12/07 6:33pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
IC: Draken
Dancing Stars

Draken looked at Jayson, blinked, and said "Call me..." Draken hesitated tapping a claw on the table wondering if these were some of the other possible recruits "Draken, I'll play card but I don't play for money, gambling boresss me." Draken cracked a small grin and flicked his tongue. "You deal."

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lieutenant_ketch 
Registered: May '06
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Date Posted: 7/12/07 6:45pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
IC: Shaka-ka

Shaka smirked, spades as he said, was obviously correllian, the cockiness said it all, plus the gambling. "This one does not play cards, this one lives for the hunt. I would gladly duel you in combat." Shaka looked at the other one who had just sat down and called himself Draken. "This one will watch, and a barabel requires special cards anyways, due to our infra red eyes." he sat down in the chair, Draken seemed to need more observation, a hunter always observes it's hunting mates.

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Zedd-Vega 
Registered: Dec '03
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Date Posted: 7/12/07 7:03pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
Turan

Dancing Stars Space Station, Outer Rim


Turan cringed slightly as she observed the various recruits that she herself was to care for if they were ever injured. Perhaps one of her many duties outside of being a pilot, she'd definitely need to be acquainted with them and ask for a quick physical whenever they were available to do so. She adjusted the square frames of her glasses, took a deep breath, and paced slowly over to the table where the various men were playing cards. Turan understood various games, but she wasn't an expert at them. Mainly when the med-tents weren't stuffed with wounded soldiers, it was a clever way to pass the time. The white-skinned female cleared her throat and held her hands behind her back, bending over the table slightly.

"Hi there," She started, feeling a bit confident at making it this far to the table without a wolf-whistle directed at her. "I was told to tell you gentlemen that whenever you have a chance you're to report for a quick physical to make sure you're in top physical condition." Turan paused and smiled kindly at the men, various species, most reptilian, others humanoid. "No hurry though, go and play your cards and I'll be waiting."

Turan stood straight and looked around, wondering if perhaps she'd be able to get a quick drink before starting the physicals.


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renegade142 
Registered: Jul '07
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Date Posted: 7/12/07 10:56pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG) - Date Edited: 7/12/07 10:58pm (1 edits total) Edited By: renegade142
IC: Draken
Dancing Stars

Draken slid over in his seat so the Barabel sit down as a woman approached, he flicked his tongue again trying to taste the air around her. This woman named Turan, as she introduced herself, had asked about physicals Draken chuckled to himself quietly.

Draken nodded a hello to Turan and gestured for her to sit. "Come to think of it... I am feeling the need for a nice drink..." Draken looked around then got up and walked to the counter and looked at the man in the corner again before placing an order for water.

"Ssshould be more discrete, Turan, we don't know if our allies or our enemy is here." Draken said when he returned.

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Beta-Commando 
Registered: Jul '07
7451_Leia ESB Infinities
Date Posted: 7/13/07 11:47am Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG) - Date Edited: 7/13/07 11:49am (1 edits total) Edited By: Beta-Commando
IC: Jeira
Dancing Stars Station, Outer Rim


Arriving in the Cafe, Jeira immeditatly noticed several things. There was a cluster of people at a table, right at the table he was told to go to. There was also a man sitting by himself at a corner table, giving scarce and quick glances at the table where all those people were at. He would have something to do with this. No doubts about it.

He walked over to the table, where several men, one of an obviously reptilian race, sat. The only woman, and a beautiful one at that, was looking around for... what?

Jeira tapped the woman's shoulder.

" Miss," he said, " Do you need something?"

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EmoJawa 
Registered: May '06
19942_A New Hope
Date Posted: 7/14/07 1:35am Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
IC: Osari


Walking in to the bar that he was told to go to he thought to himself for a minute wondering if he could find anyone that would like to trade or gamble'..


"No, No. I must do as told and go to the table with..." Osari started to say but then he noticed that that specific table was nearly full.

So having no other way to figure this problem he walked up to the table and sat down... He saw that they were playing cards so he casually said to the human "Hey deal me a hand..."

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lieutenant_ketch 
Registered: May '06
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Date Posted: 7/14/07 5:35pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
IC: Shaka-ka

Shaka, seeing the small mass of heat which signified fur, sitting down and asking for a deal in for the game, the barabel stood up and unruffled the deep brown leather skin shirt and started toward the women who told them of the physicals, but felt someone watching them. It obviously wasn't the one in the corner, but there was another observing, and if Shaka were to guess, was the commander, procter, or the one who brought them here.

And Shaka was going to find out who. like the old saying of barabels, "what do you call invaders on Barab 1, the prey." he said silently, and made a hissing noise and started searching. And the hunt begins.

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Sith_Lord_Draco 
Registered: Jun '05
20459_Dark Trooper
Date Posted: 7/14/07 10:12pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
OOC: i'm suppose to watch you guys kind of to make sure this is still going on with the story which i was told by jason before he left, but meh... plain no, but yes i've been coming in off and on when i get the chance. and he does want me to join, and i'm almost done working on my character, so "Tehe" jason. tongue .

 

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Beta-Commando 
Registered: Jul '07
7451_Leia ESB Infinities
Date Posted: 7/15/07 1:15pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
OOC: Yeah... This isn't gonna die... POST PEOPLE!!!

 

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Sith_Lord_Draco 
Registered: Jun '05
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Date Posted: 7/15/07 8:34pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG) - Date Edited: 7/15/07 8:40pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Sith_Lord_Draco
OOC: hopefully i can get this going again, and it is going to be interesting hehe.
now if you guys get a good idea of what or where or who this character is from just pm me, and for some reason i want to try this in first person wink , but hey i stick to the basic rpg rules grin

Name: Quixos Eisenhorn
Call Sign: Inquisitor
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Species: human
Homeworld: unknown
Affiliation: Rebel Alliance
Personality
---Traits: clam cool relaxed when there is nothing going on, but on missions and in combat he gets very serious
---Likes: music, painting miniatures (hmm… thinking ), flying (who else wouldn't)
---Dislikes: people that think they know all and have big egos,
---Habits: to studies or learn about people around him on how they act and they will react, and studies each room he enters.
Appearance
---Skin Color: light-tanned
---Hair Color: brown
---Eye Color: brown
---Clothing (Not Flight Suit, they’re all standard orange): (but I want an olive green jumpsuit…) Black BDU pants, white t-shirt, black military boots, and a black coat
---Helmet Detail (For your orange flight suit): grey with a very will painted flames that start from the front, and finish about half way back on the helmet.
---Other Attributes: very good in close combat, very good aiming with weapons in a few seconds.
---Other Details: a blue ritual tattoo on his left side of his face that goes down on to his chest. (I’ll try to find a picture of what it kind of looks like… If I can).
Weapons: metal sword that is able to have electricity go though the blade which makes for a easier cut than a vibro-sword can and also it cuts almost like a light saber
The Force
---Sensitivity: a lot less than a small rock… so that would be none at all…
---Religion:
---Lightsaber
-----Crystal(s):
-----Blade(s):
-----Color(s):
-----Handle Description(s):
---Force Abilities: at his will the person will tell everything that he wants to know about them or what they know about what is going on, he his also able to control other beings with his thoughts to get them to do what he wants…(wonder why this is hmm…)
---Force Weakness:
---Other Force Object(s):
Biography
---Personal History: really mostly unknown for the first 27 years of his life the last 4 years he severed has a escort fight pilot for the rebel’s cargo and important ships.
---Military History: Fighter pilot with very great skill manages to get destroys 9 TIE Defender in his 4 years of his fighter pilot life.
---Traumatic Experiences: none that he can remember, so that means he must of had one but just can't remember what it was...



 

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Sith_Lord_Draco 
Registered: Jun '05
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Date Posted: 7/15/07 8:40pm Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
IC:

Quixos entered the cantina, and looked around and notice that was full of people. He walked over to the bar and order just some basic water. Slowly scanned the whole room with his eyes and notice a few groups of people at other tables, and one man in the corner at a table just sitting there. Off and on the man who sat there looked up from his holo-pad looked at the table Quixos was told to go to more often than around the room. So Quixos just stood at the bar wondering if he should go over to the group of people at the table he was informed to or over to the one man that sat across the room.

A few mintues pass, Quixos notice there what looked like a fight that was about to start a the table of people. And finally came to the idea to go over to the one man that was in the corner so Quixos slowly walked over there not removing his eyes from the man who sat there. A few moments later, he got to the table and said "Hi, how are you today?"

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Beta-Commando 
Registered: Jul '07
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Date Posted: 7/16/07 11:53am Subject: RE: Elite Aces: Shattered Skies (Small RPG)
OOC: I'm still waiting for Zedd-Vega... Couldn't we just PM everyone, reminding their lazy alter-egos (A friendly way to put it... happy ) to post?

 

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