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Kev-Mas_Colcha Registered: Dec '02	Date Posted: 7/12 1:25pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	LI approved Name: Kev-Mas Colcha Gender: Male Age: 51 Species: Human Homeworld: Coruscant Known Languages: Basic, Understands Droidspeak – can't speak it though. Appearance ---Height: 6'2” ---Eye Color: Red Cybernetic Implants ---Hair/Fur Color: Wavy Black Hair ---Skin Color: White ---Clothing: Black Imperial Katarn Armor (Galactic Civil War-era Clone Armor), with Maroon Zeyd-Cloth Inquisitorial Robes draped through and around it, ending in a long cape. He rarely wears the helmet to his armor. ---Other: His eyes are Cybernetic Implants. Personality: Kev-Mas is Control Freak of sorts that is rash at times, and tends to let his temper get the best of him. Habits: Tends to pace when excited or nervous, and can't sit still either when that's the case. Likes: Working on his starship, piloting, the thrill of battle. Dislikes: Excessive silence, ass kissing, pretention, lack of respect. Talents: Kev-Mas is a skillful practitioner in Lightsaber Combat and the Force, as well as being adept at Piloting and Tactics, although doesn't have as much skill in piloting to match a Professional. He also employs the Jar'Kai Dual Lightsaber form, and Form VII: Juyo when using one saber. Kev-Mas, also is highly skilled in the use of offensive/telekinetic Force Powers, such as Force Lightning and Bolt of Hatred. Weakness: Tends to let his temper get the best of things, and tends to do things without thinking. He also has a fear of failure, to the point that he won't take extreme risks. Limitations: Doesn't blindly follow anyone. If the task is irrational to him, he doesn't do it. In that same vein, he doesn't ask his followers to do things he wouldn't do himself, even if it will help him accomplish a task. Racial Attributes: He's a Human. N/A. Affiliation: Sith ---Profession: High Inquisitor ---Primary Weapons: Two Red-Bladed Lightsabers, the Force. Personal Ship (optional) ---Name: Crimson Phoenix ---Model: VT-49 Decimator ---Accessories: Bunks, Meditation Room, Fresher, Kitchenette, Briefing Room, Cargo Bay with 1 Swoop. The Force: (optional) ---Yes or No?: Yes ---Affiliation: Sith ---Lightsaber Type: 1 is Dual-Phase ---Blade Color: Red ---# of Lightsabers: 2 ---Other: None other than what's been covered already. Background: Kev-Mas, found easily by the Jedi on Coruscant, as it was the same planet where the Jedi Temple resided, began his training as a Jedi at an early age. He, however, was not the best Jedi, and struggled with many things, including Attachment, Anger, and Frustration, which were labeled as Dark Side feelings. He had a tense relationship with his master, Seth Donara, as well as with the Jedi Council, which eventually led to his fall to the darkside, even though it happened after he was knighted. After he was Knighted, at the age of 21, the Clone Wars began, in which he developed many skills on the battlefield, including tactical knowledge, lightsaber and starfighter combat skills. However, Kev-Mas’ career as a Jedi ended when he was 26 years old, and turned rogue. He fell a victim to the lure of the Dark Side, after a post-purge confrontation with his old master that pushed him over the edge. He also lost his sight in this incident, having been made a victim to Force Blinding by his master. He was eventually found by the Imperial Inquisitorius, who gave him a pair of cybernetic eyes, and his sight back, in exchange for his loyalty. Additionally, he was ordered to find and kill his Master as his first mission, a test for him to show his loyalty in. He proved to be faithful, and fought his master in a climactic Lightsaber duel, accompanied by a few Imperial Troops. His master was killed by blaster fire in the duel, and Kev-Mas continued his fall to the dark side from then on, hunting down Jedi as a way of "punishing their hypocrisy", and heading into a war instead of helping him with his problems with emotions such as Attachment, Anger, and Frustration, which he had now learned to embrace. 5 years later, Kev-Mas was asked to take care of a Force User who was seen destroying several Imperial Garrisons on Tatooine. When he got to the base he was supposed to rendezvous with Imperial Forces at, he found them all dead, some maimed by lethal cuts of a lightsaber, and some shocked to death. Expressing his frustration and anger that his comrades had been killed, he let out a loud Force Scream. This got the Force User behind the attacks out into the open where Kev-Mas could see him, as he knew that Kev-Mas' Force Scream could potentially cause the building to collapse on him. Kev-Mas, then immediately sensed something suspicious when he saw him, although not knowing he was the Force User for sure or even a Force User at all, and immediately asked him to show his identification. The Force User, then, to Kev-Mas' surprise, took out his lightsaber, and engaged him in combat. This Force User could harness the Force as a whole. He had somehow found a way to harness Dark Arts while still maintaining control over himself, although was more aggressive than a Jedi. Obviously, Kev-Mas tried to kill him or capture him. He proved to be too difficult. Kev-Mas, beaten and bruised, his will to fight crushed, asked this mysterious man how he had been able to escape all this time, and beat him, yet not kill him. He replied, mysteriously, “In time you will know too,” and then vanished. Shortly after the destruction of the first Death Star, Kev-Mas had proven to be quite a successful Inquisitor, ascending to the rank of High Inquisitor over the past 14 years. Over those years, he had become fully immersed in the Dark Side of the Force. After the death of the Emperor and Darth Vader, at the Battle of Endor, Kev-Mas, like many other Inquisitors, separated themselves from the Galactic Empire, under the banner of the Sith. However, Kev-Mas was different. He had been seeing things in the force as of late that made him wonder if he was fighting for the right cause. He had thought about his encounter with the mysterious force user that happened some 7 years ago, and wondered if he had the answer to the Galactic Conflict. -----signature----- Kage Umbris of the Templars of Twilight (as Kev-Mas Colcha) Jedi Master of the Jedi Order (as Kexx Mazinn) http://links.kevmascolcha.twilightmainframe.net/ Colcha/Mikaru '08
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TypoCelchu Registered: Feb '05	Date Posted: 7/12 3:13pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Name: Sieg Meer Gender: Male Age: 73 Species: Quarren Homeworld: Dac Known Languages: Quarrenese, Mon Calamarian, Basic Appearance ---Height: 1.8 Meters ---Eye Color: Blue (Left), Discolored White (Right) ---Hair/Fur Color: N/A ---Skin Color: Gray-Green ---Clothing: This ---Other: Large scar extending from the right brow, over the right eye. Discoloration of the right eye. Missing digit on the right hand. Personality: Generally brusque. Intelligent, although plain spoken. Occasionally cocksure and arrogant. Sometimes overaggressive. Habits: Likes: Effective action, Meritocracy, Water and all things related, tactics and personal defense forms. Dislikes: Moral quandary, Human-centric Government, Government interference in Military affairs, Mob Rule. Talents: Tactics, swordsmanship, strong leadership. Weakness: Prone to angry outbursts, poor political standing. Limitations: Blind in right eye, missing digit on right hand, ‘cane’ assisted limp due to damage to the right leg. In constant need of hydration. Absolutely no force affinity. Racial Attributes: Ability to breath under water. Affiliation: Galactic Alliance ---Profession: Supreme Commander of Galactic Alliance Forces. ---Primary Weapons:Cane Sword, Czerka Adjudicator Slugthrower Pistol. Flagship ---Name:Guardian ---Model: Executor-Class Star Dreadnaught Background: Born to a poor Quarren family on Dac, Sieg found himself working in the underwater mines in order to further the ship building goals of the Mon Calamari that had made his home planet so famous. Much like the majority of his species, Sieg grew tired of the perceived Mon Calamari oppression, and soon joined the Quarren Isolation League to oppose the growing Mon Calamari control of Dac. Localized conflict soon led to intervention on a larger scale, and Dac became a battlefield for the Confederacy and Republic, until the escalation culminated in the Battle of Mon Calamari. In the aftermath of the battle, Sieg and many other Quarren warriors fled Dac with retreating Separatist forces. While many of his species went on to serve the Confederacy in other roles, Sieg Meer showed an affinity for leadership and tactics, and went on to command a Providence class Destroyer in various raiding and support missions. As the CIS collapsed, Sieg went underground, eventually making his way back to Dac, where he surrendered to planetary forces. He was tried as an enemy of the state and imprisoned on Dac for more than a decade before he was freed from imprisonment by forces sympathetic to the Rebellion. Having witnessed first-hand the oppression that had fallen upon the entire planet, he found himself allying with forces that had previously opposed him, in a mad attempt to re-establish the Republic that he had fought so hard to be rid of. In a galaxy turned upside down, Sieg Meer found himself in the Captain’s chair once more, returning to the supply raids he found so familiar over a decade prior. The victory at Yavin provided the Rebellion with their first solid victory, and the growing support of planets in their rebellion showed cracks in the Empire’s armour. Before long, Sieg found himself commanding a Mon Calamari cruiser, under the command of the famed Admiral Ackbar. Years of prejudice melted away with the common goal of overturning the oppression of Palpatine, and the Rebellion culminated in the assault against the second Death Star at the forest moon of Endor. Endor was a test by fire, laying waste to Alliance and Imperial vessels alike. The supposedly inoperable Death Star demolished all in its path, and the fight against the Executor proved especially deadly, taking many vessels down in its wake, most notably severely damaging Home One. With Admiral Ackbar missing, and presumably dead, Sieg Meer found himself the ranking officer in charge of Alliance forces at Endor. Rallying the fleet, he turned the tides against the remaining Imperial ships, bought enough time for the Starfighters to strike the core of the Death Star, and brought about the surrender or retreat of all that remained after the destruction of the Emperor and his superweapon. Fearing immediate retribution, Sieg ordered the Alliance fleet to gather all survivors, and limp as many vessels back to Dac as possible. While the politicians laid the foundations for a new Galactic Alliance, Admiral Sieg Meer found himself filling the position left vacant by Admiral Ackbar, who had survived Endor with grave injuries, and had thus retired from active duty to recover on Dac. He immediately set out to consolidate Galactic Alliance power in the Outer and Mid Rim, ejecting Imperial forces from those territories whenever possible. His most notable post-Endor battle occurred against the Imperial Super Star Destroyer Guardian, over Tantive V. During this battle, Sieg’s flagship suffers a direct turbolaser hit to the bridge, and the resultant explosions damaged most of the right side of his body, including blinding of his right eye, the severing of a digit off of his right hand, and extreme damage to his right leg, leading to the development of a heavy limp. Dragged out of the damaged bridge by a subordinate officer, Admiral Meer continued to command from the ship’s auxiliary bridge, resulting in a resounding victory by the Alliance, and the capturing of the SSD Guardian, which now serves as the Supreme Commander’s flagship in his continuing quest to oppose the oppression of the Empire and newly formed Sith faction. -----signature----- Give me ambiguity or give me something! "I can't survive without your creative juices!" - Horsey
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AdmiralNick22 Registered: May '03	Date Posted: 7/12 3:30pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Name: Jenssar Vantai Gender: Male Age: 55 Species: Duros Homeworld: Duro Known Languages: Basic, Durese, Mon Calamarian Appearance ---Height: 1.9 meters ---Eye Color: Red ---Hair/Fur Color: none ---Skin Color: Blue ---Clothing: GA Admiral Uniform ---Other: None Personality: Career fleet officer, tough but fair. Extremely loyal to GA, his offiers, and crews. Wants close relationship with Jedi Order. Habits: None Likes: Galactic Alliance, Jedi Order, Dislikes: Sith, hardliner Imperials, Vong Talents: Tactical and Strategic prowess in space combat. Diplomatic, but willing to fight when pushed. Weakness: Limitations: Not a Force user Racial Attributes: Per Duros culture, like to tell stories and is generally gregarious. Affiliation: Galactic Federation of Free Alliances ---Profession: Admiral, GADF ---Primary Weapons: GADF issue blaster pistol Personal Ship ---Name: Starbird ---Model: Mon Calamari MC80B Star Cruiser ---Accessories: Four starfighter squadrons (2 X-wing, 1 A-wing, 1 B-wing) *Background* Born on Urrdorf City, one of the smaller orbital cities of Duro, Jessnar Vantai developed a keen interest in history. Joined the Duros Defense Force as a young man, serving in various logistical and supply roles. Eventually joined the Duros Starighter Corps, flying a V-19 Torrent. When the Empire took over Duros, Jessnar Vantai joined the Duros resistance. When the resistance became a member of the Rebel Alliance, he became commanding officer of an entire wing of B-wings. Transitioned to Fleet Command, served as executive officer of a Mon Cal cruiser. First command was the Assault Frigate Liberty Star. Spent a year on Admiral Ackbar's staff, eventually becoming his chief of staff. Not present during the battle of Endor, Vantai was assigned to rearguard duty at Mon Calamari, overseeing defenses of the key ship producing world. Following the formation of the Galactic Alliance, Jessnar Vantai was promoted to admiral. Scored a major victory over Imperial forces during the liberation of Sullust. Currently assigned to one of the Alliance's forward fleets. --Adm. Nick -----signature----- Fleet Junkie Founding Father Official Greatest Admiral Ackbar Fan "A peaceful Galactic Alliance is the strongest pillar of a peaceful galaxy." - Luke Skywalker "I will surrender, Admiral, when I can no longer fight!" - Admiral Gar Stazi Antilles/Celchu 08
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Kev-Mas_Colcha Registered: Dec '02	Date Posted: 7/12 3:45pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	LI Approved #2 Name: Brinlon Vosk Gender: Male Age: 36 Species: Human Homeworld: Coruscant Known Languages: Basic, Understands Droidspeak – Can't speak it though. Appearance ---Height: 6'2” ---Eye Color: Brown ---Hair/Fur Color: Golden Brown, Short Cut Hair ---Skin Color: White ---Clothing: Wears his old Imperial Stormtrooper Armor, painted black with a red visor. When not on the battlefield, he wears This Jacket, and black pants with a red stripe down the side. ---Other: Has a pointed goatee, and a scar across his right eye. Personality: A loyal follower, but with common sense. Also has a very cold and brutal sense of humor. Habits: Plays Sabacc and Dejarik Religiously, but when the stakes are high, he tends to shy away. Also tends to twirl his blaster when drawing it. Likes: A good game of Sabacc or Dejarik Dislikes: Lying, cheating, anyone who gains an edge too easily. Talents: A talented Pilot, starship mechanic and slicer who also has quite a bit of experience with a blaster from being a Stormtrooper. Weakness: He has a weakness when it comes to money, or women. Is somewhat weak-willed, and requires someone like Kev-Mas to keep him from being taken advantage of. Limitations: Not Force Sensitive, doesn't like to do things alone. Racial Attributes: N/A, is a Human. Affiliation: Sith ---Profession: Pilot/Soldier for Hire ---Primary Weapons: 2 DC-17 repeater hand blasters Background: Brinlon Vosk was born on Coruscant, in 30 BBY, to Shiro and Tesssa Vosk. His father, Shiro, was a Republic Soldier in the Clone Wars (one of the few non Clones in the Grand Army of the Republic), and was primarily raised by his mother. Brinlon, always admired his father and the work he did, even though it meant less time spent with him, and always wanted to do what he did. Eventually, 2 years after the Declaration of the New Order, in 21 BBY, when Brinlon was 19, he enlisted in the new Stormtrooper Corps, and proved himself to be quite the trooper. He wasn't known for his combat skill, but in one emergency situation, he proved his skill to pilot Troop Transports safely to the battlefield, while making sure they stayed intact mechanically. He was so good at this, that he was looked to for further similar situations. He also later proved his skill with a computer, successfully locking out Rebel Hackers from an Imperial Base's Computer long enough to capture them. Eventually, he befriended the High Inquisitor by the name of Kev-Mas Colcha, and they were close enough for Brinlon to defect with him to the Sith right after the battle of Endor. Now, 2 years later, Brinlon serves as Kev-Mas' personal Bodyguard and Co-Pilot on his ship, the Crimson Phoenix. -----signature----- Kage Umbris of the Templars of Twilight (as Kev-Mas Colcha) Jedi Master of the Jedi Order (as Kexx Mazinn) http://links.kevmascolcha.twilightmainframe.net/ Colcha/Mikaru '08
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Darth_Joesha Registered: Apr '04	Date Posted: 7/12 4:04pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	JELLO APPROVED Name: Maya Yubari Gender: Female Age: 32 Species: Human Homeworld: Vorzyd V Known Languages: Basic, Bothan, Vorzydese Appearance ---Height: 5'7" ---Eye Color: Grey ---Hair/Fur Color: Burnt Red ---Skin Color: Pale ---Clothing: Generally fine suits in colours ranging from black to deep earthy reds and browns. When attending events she would wear the highest quality silk gowns. ---Other: Her right eye is cybernetic, you would only notice if you looked her straight in the eye as it blends with her naturally grey irises. Personality: manipulating, completely self-affirmed, confident, ruthless. Habits: Likes: Forced takeovers, money, capitalism, destroying rival business. Dislikes: rivals, equal competition, pity. Talents: She is one of the most ruthless, successful business women in the core. Weakness: While she is respected by her workers and has their loyalty, she is very difficult to like. Limitations: understands figures and numbers but finds it hard to see how emotions affect things. Racial Attributes: Commands respect from "lower" species. Affiliation: Empire ---Profession: Head of interplanetary arms conglomerate. ---Primary Weapons: Corporate power Personal Ship (optional) ---Name: The White Raven ---Model: Baudo-class star yacht ---Accessories: Small conference room/office The Force: (optional) ---Yes or No?: no ---Affiliation: n/a ---Lightsaber Type: n/a ---Blade Color: n/a ---# of Lightsabers: n/a ---Other: n/a Background: Maya's father created the company that would become Yubari Armaments supplying the Empire from a modest factory on Vorzyd V. He taught his only child, Maya, all he knew on how to make a successful business and took on her suggestions for expansion. However when the rebellion started to grow in prominence he started to show signs of sympathy. Seeing an opportunity Maya went straight to his office and used her access codes to look at the figures and noticed a lot of suspicious donations to strange companies. After enough research she finally had the evidence she needed to connect her father to the rebellion and took it to Imperial Intelligence. Her father was executed and as a reward for her loyalty she was awarded his company and a contract for larger orders and a grant to expand. Maya's mother never forgave her for what she did to her father so Maya threw her out onto the street with only the clothes she was wearing. How much of this is actually true is unkown, but the rumours have enough truth behind them to have gained her a frightening reputation. Maya now owns one of the most successful businesses in the core, if not the galaxy. She spends just as much time in the Imperial Palace as she does in her office, meeting with officials and often the Emperor himself. -----signature----- And how I lived! How they shone But how soon the lights were gone Moff of both Polis Massa and Vorzyd V You cannot hope to grasp the source of our power... Undoubtably Malkavian
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Star_Rocker Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 7/12 5:31pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	TYPO APPROVED Name: Preston Darmal Gender: Male Age: 36 Species: Human Homeworld: Naboo Known Languages: Basic, Understands: Huttese, Droid Speak Appearance ---Height: 1.89 ---Eye Colour: Grey ---Hair/Fur Colour: Dyed Orange, naturally brown. ---Skin Colour: Caucasian - White ---Clothing: Straight black pants, green shirt underneath a short black coat. Underneath he wears skin tight flexi-armour for light protection and flexibility. ---Other: Occasionally wears a tactical visor which displays environment and ship information. Personality: Though he appears cold and calculated (an appearance which he keeps up for his profession), the fact that he cares about other beings often surprises others that get close to him. When they do get close, they find that he has a brilliant sense of humour and a general like of most things. However few do get close and most see a man who is intelligent, focused, and deadly. Habits: Likes: Nature, Peace, Freedom, Free running, The Alliance, technology. Dislikes: The Sith, War, Imperialism, Hutts. Talents: Free Running(Parkour) which he uses in his profession to swiftly move around acrobatically/efficiently. He’s is a trained sniper, and skilful with pistols, rifles and hand to hand combat which his free running augments. Weakness: Sword fighting (vibroblades, lightsabers, etc.), Women, Logic, Limitations: Not strong enough to hold two rifles at once, hence can only hold Sniper rifle and two pistols. Or Assault rifle and pistols. Only just Force sensitive but doesn’t know it. Relies on technology. Racial Attributes: “I’m only human” Affiliation: Smaller Faction – Freelance, Alliance. ---Profession: Assassin/Spacer/Runner ---Primary Weapons: Projectile Sniper Rifle, Two Modified Bryar pistols(smaller and normally set to only fire charged bolts) and Blaster Rifle. Personal Ship ---Name: Souls Fire ---Model: Ghtroc 720 ---Accessories: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Image:Ghtroc720_layout.jpg Modified with smaller cargo holds for automated/manual turrets. The Force: Force Sensitive ---Other: The Force maybe assisting with his mastery of Free Running. Background: Born on Naboo, Preston had a relatively normal early life until the beginning of the clone wars(if this happened otherwise I’ll put something else). For some reason his parents no longer felt safe on Naboo and instead decided to move to the Republic capital of Coruscant. There he grew up like any other boy, until a few years into the Empire, at which point he decided to go underground because he didn’t approve of the absolute control the Emperor had. There he learnt how to fend for himself, how to free run, and kill for a living. When he heard about the Alliance he was unsure if he wanted to join as he could be imprisoned for his profession instead he decided to wait the war out and keep on with his business. After the battle of Endor he decided that he would try to help the Alliance as much as he could, but at the same time have his Freelancer roots. Now he is a reputable assassin in some circles, but just a spacer or smuggler to everyone else. -----signature----- "When in Doubt, Use the Force, When in trouble use your lightsaber!" Objection, your Honor. You can't preface your second point with "first of all." - Boston Legal Music. For me it's a lot like oxygen. Gamertag: Azzamatronic
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kit-kenobi Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 7/12 6:28pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread - Date Edited: 7/12 7:25pm (1 edits total) Edited By: kit-kenobi
	LI APPROVED Name: Jace Valo Gender: Male Age: 36 Species: Human/Mandalorian Homeworld: Mandalore Known Languages: Mando'a, Basic, and Huttese Appearance ---Height: 6'1 ---Eye Color: Green ---Hair/Fur Color: dirty blonde ---Skin Color: white ---Clothing: Battle scarred dark red Mandalorian armor with a gold mandalorian skull on the chest plate. A dark cloak, and civilian clothing. ---Other: Jace addorns a tattoo of a mandalorian skull on his left arm, and has many scars across is chest. Personality: Has extreme emotions. When Jace is mad he is pissed, and when he is serious he cannot stand goofing around, etc. Once accepting a job he does whatever is necessary to get the job done. Jace is honest in all situations even if it makes everyone else slightly uncomfortable. He is loyal to his family and Mandalore above all else, and then he is loyal to his employer. Habits: Cleaning and modifying weapons, armor, and ship. Likes: Whiskey, fighting, explosions, food, and excitement, Dislikes: Jedi, politicians, and courtiers. Talents: Weapons, marksmanship, armor making, and piloting. Weakness: melee/hand-to-hand combat, and zealous about his bounties/assignments. Limitations: Cannot sense the force, and he is always loyal to the Mandalore first and foremost. Racial Attributes: none Affiliation: Sith and Smaller Faction (Mandalorians) ---Profession: Bounty Hunter/Mercenary ---Primary Weapons: Proton Carbine, Verpine Shattergun/sniper, and flamethrower. Personal Ship (optional) ---Name: Kandosii ---Model: StarViper ---Accessories: Void-7 seismic charges The Force: (optional) ---Yes or No?: No Background: Jace was born a few years before the clone wars began into a mandalorian family. He was raised by his two parents until his dad was hired by the confederacy during the clone wars, and then his mother and older brother raised him. Two months before the end of the clone wars Jace's father killed by a jedi in a space battle. Once Jace came of age to create his own armor and make his way into the galaxy he made a red suit of armor with a gold mandalorian skull in the center. The red symbolized the loss of his father, and the gold skull was for the vengeance he would take for his father's death. Through the years he would create newer models of his armor to suit his changing body and technology, but he always kept the same colors. Once the empire was installed he became a bounty hunter tracking down jedi and killing them for the emperor. As the jedi became fewer and fewer Jace began taking other bounty hunting jobs to make a living for him and his new wife Arra. After the empire fell the bounty hunter began working for different hutt crimelords. Jace despised the fact that the jedi were once again a power in the universe, and looked for any opportunity where he could strike against them. His chance came during the new civil war working for the sith. -----signature----- Mishuk gotal'u meshuroke, pako kyore. - Pressure makes gems, ease makes decay. "Who's the more foolish, the fool or the fool who follows him?"-Obi-Wan Kenobi "The Force may have no dark or light side, but we do. We must choose."-Luke Skywalker
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Thok Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 7/12 6:50pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread - Date Edited: 7/12 7:19pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Thok
	JELLO APPROVED Class: Noble, Hapes Consotium Name: Thok Halycron Nickname: Gender: Male Age: 38 Species: Hapan (Near human) Homeworld: Hapan Spoken Language: Basic, High Galactic, Hapan Other Languages: Rodian, Hutteuse, Appearance ---Height: 6'4" ---Eye Color: Blue ---Hair/Fur Color: Blonde ---Skin Color: Tan ---Clothing: ---Other: Personality: Habits: Gambling Likes: Beauty, Dancing, Women, a good drink, The Empire Dislikes: isolation, rules Talents: Card Tricks Weakness: His Vanity Limitations: None Racial Attributes: Poor Night Vision Affiliation: Hapes Consortium ---Rank: Noble ---Branch: House Halycron ---Station: Hapan ---Unit: N/A ---Position: TBA ---Primary Weapons: Holdout Blaster Personal Ship ---Name: Dark Mirror ---Model: Hapes Nova Cruiser ---Accessories: (TBA) The Force: (optional) ---Yes or No?: No Bio: Born into the matriachal society of the Hapes Consortium, Thok was almost always at a disadvantage to the rest of his family, being born into a family with two older sisters. He despised this notion that because of him being born a man, that he was considered a second class member of the Halycron family. He would have none of it. By the time that he had reached the mature age of 24, he had successfully organized the removal/deaths of his two older sisters, leaving him to be the highest ranking member of his family. Nothing ever became of this, because he had arranged for the defacing of his sisters beauty, causing them to be deemed not worth of the Hapan Gene Pool, their lives were not missed afterwards. As he continued to grow older, he always admired the growing power of the Empire, lead by their male Emperor. Due to this, it has always been a dream of Thok's to someday be able to rule the Hapes Consortium himself in a fasion very similar to the Emperor and his Galactic Empire. However, he has never let anyone know of his inner dreams and passions. -----signature----- Thok™ Not a bunch of dirty Americans and STILL proud of it! VicFF! "Bring me my red shirt so that my men won't see me bleed." "Sir, i count now 5 enemy ships" "Then bring me my brown pants as well!"
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BLemelisk Registered: Aug '03	Date Posted: 7/12 10:50pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Approved Name: Vince Ellet Gender: Male Age: 28 Species: Human Homeworld: Anaxes Known Languages: Basic, Shyriiwook, Huttese, Bocce, Droidspeak (Binary), Dosh, Rodese Appearance ---Height: 6'-3" ---Eye Color: Dark Brown ---Hair Color: Dark Brown ---Clothing: On duty, wears set of black plastoid lorica segmentata, which is covered in a blaster-damping spray-on coating. His lower body and arms are also protected by like-treated armor pieces, all of which fix to his underlying black body glove. It is all covered by a black Armorweave cape with ornate silver clasp and chain. Off duty, he is to be found in various civilian clothes or black Imperial Officer's uniform. ---Other: Muscular athletic build with short hair, long sideburns, and a light slash scar above and below his left eye. Personality: Vince is seen by some as condescending and cold, but only with regards to the mission at hand. He will do anything within his power to complete an assignment, pursuing it with dogged commitment. He is sharp, witty, and loves a good laugh. Ellet is possessed of a strong sense of patriotism. Habits: Tends to speak sarcastically / condescendingly. Likes: The Empire, Justice, Combat, Excitement, Information gathering. Dislikes: Opposition, Failure, Galactic Alliance. Talents: Warfare (Ground and Naval), Security, Espionage. Weakness: Sometimes his zeal for the Empire out paces his actual skill or experience. Limitations: Lacks tact at times. His belief that he is better than those around him has gotten him into numerous scuffles and fights across the galaxy. Affiliation: Galactic Empire ---Profession: Intelligence Agent ---Primary Weapons: WESTAR M-5 Blaster Rifle, Watchman Blasters (2x), 12-inch vibroblade, Melee combat. Background: Vince was born on Anaxes to a humble but prominent upper-middle class family with a rich heritage of naval service with the Old Republic and Empire. Ever since Vince could walk he used to visit the massive Anaxes Citadel - a symbol of naval prestige in the galaxy for centuries. He dreamed of becoming a naval officer like his parents, and did all he could to prepare to attend the Academy when he turned 18. Once accepted, he excelled at just about everything the Academy had to offer, and made many new friends. It was because of these friends, in fact, that he was expelled on grounds of alcohol violations and general rowdiness. Chastised by his parents and devastated because of his carelessness, he left for Coruscant, determined to start anew. After a year of dead end jobs and wanting to serve his nation, he took a chance and tried to sign on with Imperial Intelligence. They took a liking to his enthusiasm and trained and accepted him as a full agent, in which capacity he has served for the last eight years, during which time he reconciled with his parents. Vince has negotiated hostage releases, participated in drug and arms trafficking raids, and guarded officials vital to the Empire across the length and breadth of the galaxy. With the present turbulent state of things, he is certain his skills can be put to good use. -----signature----- "Revan knew that the true war is not against the Republic. It waits for us beyond the Outer Rim. And he has gone to fight it, in his own way. Perhaps you shall go there with him, and do battle at the end of all things." GDG Member
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NickLitYouAFlame Registered: Feb '07	Date Posted: 7/12 10:52pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Approved by Jello. Name: Drox Vrieska Gender: Hermaphroditic (Male personality) Age: 67 Species: Verpine Homeworld: Nickel One Known Languages: Verpine, Basic, Dosh, Mon Calamarian, Quarrenese, Bothese, Shyriiwook Appearance ---Height: 5’11” ---Eye Color: Black ---Hair/Fur Color: None ---Skin Color: Green ---Clothing: Wears a thick and hardened chest plate made from his own exoskeleton. ---Other: N/A Personality: Drox is a disgruntled Verpine, who was once a Jedi. He is very interested in Galactic affairs, but chose a long time ago to sit out. He is still very curious at his age. And, despite his advanced years, he is lithe and springy as he ever was. Habits: Drox sometimes touches the spot where his lightsaber used to lie on his belt and he often examines his lightsaber and ponders his choices. Likes: Technology, Starships. Dislikes: Jedi, Bounty Hunters and the Sith. Talents: Drox is virtually immune to mind control and manipulation despite having given up the Force. He is an expert shot with a blaster. Drox is a very experienced and talented pilot and possesses a genius level intellect, which coupled with his species natural talent with electronics, makes him an impressive mechanic. Weakness: His old apprentice fell to the Dark Side and he was forced to kill her. This affected him very deeply in his earlier years, lead to him forsaking the Jedi and created the callous old Verpine he is. He loses control around Jedi. Limitations: No Force Racial Attributes: Radio wave senses, technological aptitude, hardened carapace capable of deflecting a blade and absorbing a blaster bolt Affiliation: Loosely the Galactic Empire ---Profession: Mechanic ---Primary Weapons: DH-17 blaster pistol Personal Ship ---Name: Nickel One ---Model: Modified YT-1930 ---Accessories: Three cabins, two cargo bays with freezers, one holo table, weapon storage, one laser cannon turret, 4 storage lockers, two secret compartments and two escape pods. The Force: ---Yes or No?: It’s possible, but he gave it up and maintains that he lost his connection. ---Affiliation: N/A ---Lightsaber Type: Single ---Blade Color: Green ---# of Lightsabers: 1 ---Other: It had a very thin blade that produced greater cutting ability. Background: Drox was born Force Sensitive and given to the Jedi for training. He served up to the fall of the Galactic Republic. During that time, he had two apprentices. His first, successfully became a Knight and was subsequently killed in the Battle of Geonosis. His second succumbed to her anger and became an Acolyte of the Sith, under Dooku. Drox sought her out and tried to bring her back to Coruscant, to save her from herself. She however had been given orders to kill her Master, to prove her loyalty to the Sith. Drox fought his apprentice in lightsaber combat and then with the Force, eventually succeeding in pushing her from a balcony on Coruscant. Drox grew disillusioned with the Jedi Order. When Order 66 was initiated, Drox killed his Clone Troopers, but no longer felt willing to defend his kinsman. In the confusion, he escaped the Jedi Purge and went into hiding. Eventually, Drox became a wandering mechanic and occasionally offered transport for others. He often docked in the Roche asteroids in secret, visiting his old hive. Drox did much work with droids, having owned several for his ship. Among them were, a reprogrammed FA-5 valet droid for secondary piloting, a pristine, shining R3-series astromech droid for internal maintenance and repair, a BLX General labor droid for external maintenance and repair, a GV/3 Guardian Droid to guard the ship and a LE-series repair droid, outfitted as a protocol droid and carrying a blaster rifle, as a translator and overall companion. Drox was known to be very wealthy. -----signature----- I love Matt's "As Father And Son." I've written my best in that game.
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Darth_Vaders_cousin Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 7/13 1:19am Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Jello Approved Class: Pilot, Bounty Hunter, Gun for Hire Name: Gaph Tetsu Gender: Male Age: 37 Species: Rodian Homeworld: Rodia Known Languages: Rodian, Huttese, Basic, as well as certain key phrases in other languages Appearance ---Height: 5'8" ---Eye Color: Black ---Hair/Fur Color: None ---Skin Color: Light Green ---Clothing: Black Bantha hide boots, Black cargo pants, Tight black t-shirt, Black Fitted Rancor leather Jacket. ---Other: Tattoo 'TETSU' across his chest, and the word 'PAWA' (Huttese for power) on his right hand knuckles. Personality: Joking and fun loving, but serious when there is a job to be done, slightly arrogant. Habits: Smoking, Drinking, and forgetting to "take them alive" Likes: The Chase, the hunt, and the kill. Dislikes: Being shot, loosing his prey, and being shorted credits Talents: Quickdraw, piloting Weakness: Gaph feels that a real warrior wears no armor, leaving him less protected. Also, Rodians in general are more suceptable to mind tricks. Limitations: No Force, as well as emitting a slightly pungent odor which many find repulsive. Racial Attributes: Thermal Vision, Acute Smelling, Suction Cup Fingers, heightened speed and reflexes. Affiliation: Empire/Smaller Faction ---Profession: Bounty Hunter, Gun for Hire ---Primary Weapons: Custom Blaster Pistol, Scatter Blaster, Laser Knife Personal Ship (optional) ---Name: Tetsu Legacy ---Model: Theta-Class T-2c Shuttle ---Modifications: Auto-response Quad Cannons, Upgraded Shielding ---Accessories: Electrified Prisoner Holding Cell, Small Armory, two Bunks, Sani-steam and a small Kitchenette The Force: (optional) ---Yes or No?: No Background: Gaph of the Tetsu Clan was born and raised on Rodia, where like all other children he learned to enjoy the hunt and other forms of violence. Gaph was just a bit different however, besides the fact that his smell was not as prominent, he seemed to excel in blaster use and in education far past his school mates. When Gaph finally left home, wearing ragged clothes and armed with a small blaster, he set out into a galaxy plagued with a civil war, and while many left to enter service of the Hutt's or the other Crime Cartels, Gaph used his self-proclaimed 'superior intellect' to realize crime paid well, but not as well a politicians who didn't want to be involved...for an extra fee. He started in the service of small time planetary leaders, working his way up to Imperial Senators, and eventually he began free-lancing for the Empire itself. Money began flowing in faster than he could spend it, as he assassinated head's of state, Rebel leaders, and other key targets of the Empire. As long as the money was good, he would have killed baby Jedi. As the war drug on, Gaph branched out to work for Hutt's and the Black Sun, but with a now established reputation, he was making far more than those he had left planet with. His life as a bounty hunter, and occasional hired muscle, kept his accounts in the black, and Nubian bank account padded. However, since the end of the war, things have been slowing down for Gaph, as some are starting to shy away from anyone with Imperial connections. Regardless, Gaph will still take any work he can get, and retains many living contacts still with in the Empire. -----signature----- Sithy, Livi, DVC, a Crime Fighting Clock Member Game designers Guild STAR WARS, 007 STYLE! --Winner of BEST NEW RPG two seasons running 007 FAMILY - Sith-I-5's Twin Bro. Logic & Reason: SVU -- Detective 3rd Grade
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Kahn_Iceay Registered: Mar '06	Date Posted: 7/13 1:41pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Jello Approved... well he said 'looks good' Class: Pilot, Bounty Hunter/Gun for Hire. Name: Morva Glorino Gender: Male Age: 28 Species: Zabrak Homeworld: Nar Shadda Known Languages: Galactic Basic, Zabraki Other Languages: Droidspeak Appearance ---Height: 5'10 ---Eye Color: Yellow ---Hair/Fur Color: Black ---Skin Color: Deep Tan ---Clothing: Black shirt and Matching cargo style pants. Black combat vest with various pockets for small equipment. Nerf Leather belt with two holsters for blaster pistols and a combat knife. Long black leather coat. Similar to this ---Other: Traditional tattoos. Two lines running down face over eyes with a horizontal line between the eyes. The line 'continues' on the other side of the eyes to his ears. Personality: Morva's a cold and calculated individual. He rarely raises his voice, he almost never lets his anger get the best of him but he's not perfect. His voice is very deep and monochromatic laking most if not all emotion in it. Habits: Cleaning his blasters, running system checks on his small fighter. Checking the holonet for new bounties or jobs. Likes: Weapons, bigger weapons, tricky targets, a good challenge, lots of credits. Dislikes: low paying jobs, jobs that are too easy, backstabbing Employers. Talents: Blaster/Ranged Combat, Piloting, unarmed combat Weakness: Close Ranged combat Limitations: He's anti-social, he won't be making allies or friends easily. He's in it for the payoff, not for the enjoyment of making 'pals'. Racial Attributes: Two hearts, facial tattoos, 5 predominant horns similar to the above linked image. Affiliation: Neutral ---Profession: Bounty Hunter/Mercenary (he's a gun for hire get him while you can factions ) ---Primary Weapons: Dual Westar-34 blasters, Vibrodagger. ---Secondary Weapons: As a Merc he has access to some 'non standard' weapons. A few grenades mostly. Personal Ship (optional) ---Name: Firestar ---Model: Modified (Decommissioned or Civilian) Skipray Blastboat (Painted black with white outlines) ---Accessories: “wings” are locked in the landing configuration. Weapons were removed so he modified it with after market weapons, Two Laser Cannons on the wing tips, Nose mounted Ion cannon, Civilian version of the Tractor beam. Hyperdrive is modified to a class 1.2 and the Nav system can handle more than just 4 jumps. Autopilot for FLT and sublight flight. Interior has been modified to be more suitable for his job. It has a small bunk for him, kitchenette, refresher, and a Cell for holding prisoners. Background: As a kid, Morva was not a happy camper. His father was a deadbeat, in fact Morva only remembers seeing his father once around the age of 5. And fortunately the bruises have healed from that encounter or Morva wouldn't be to good to look at. And his mother, his mother was to interested in deathsticks and luring other men to her bed to even consider taking good care of her son. In essence Morva raised himself. As such he got very good at sneaking credits from his mother and getting food and clothes. By age ten he was pretty able to care for himself, able to fight if need be. He had a job for one of the local Hutt Crime lords as a runner. No one ever expected a small kid to be in the employ of a criminal organization. And so he would run money, goods, illicit or otherwise for the Hutt, it wasn't a glorious job, but Morva didn't care about glory, he cared about survival, and credits equaled survival. Over time his job description expanded. As Morva got older his job became more dangerous, he moved from runner at age 10 to guard at age 15 and finally a hired gun at age 20. The money from hits payed very well. Morva was able to buy things that he once never dreamed of. Better clothes, better weapons. Even a ship by the age of 23, though it was an unarmed one. Over the next two years he continued to work for the Hutt as a personal bounty hunter, if only to save the money to customize his ship. At the age of 25 he was finally able to attain his goal. His ship equipped and modified to suit his needs as a Hunter, he left, though with a contract stating that should the Hutt 'require' his services and he was not on job otherwise he would attend to his former employer. He attained his biggest goal, to leave that forsaken planet. And for three years he's made a living as a gun for hire. Running defense for convoys of questionable content, 'transporting special cargo' for whoever payed the most. It didn't matter, if it payed well, he'd do it, life's all about survival, its all that matters. -----signature----- Kage Luminis of the Templars of Twilight - - - "We are all the sum of our tears. Too little and the ground is not fertile, and nothing can grow there. Too much, the best of us is washed away." Colcha/Mikaru 08
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Whill_I_Am Registered: Jul '08	Date Posted: 7/13 3:00pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	GrandAdmiralJello has approved this sheet. Name: Gjorgji of Norgk clan Gender: Male Age: 27 Species: Gamorrean Homeworld: Gamorr Known Languages: (Spoken) Gamorrese (Understands) Basic, Huttese, Rodese Appearance ---Height: 1.92 meters ---Eye Color: Bloodshot red-orange ---Hair/Fur Color: Scraggly black ---Skin Color: Deep forest green ---Clothing: M'uhk'gfa (gathered armor from various hunters and stormtroopers to weld in a makeshift attempt, also adding some aspects of Vonduun armor) ---Other: Various scars showing the success of many hunts and wars, most prominently an “F” shaped scar in the center of his chin. He also bears a thick durasteel ring in his snout from nostril to nostril Personality: While sticking to the brutish, violent and proud nature of his people, he takes advantage of the fact that his intelligence is greatly underestimated. He respects physical prowess and is willing to face death against a worthy foe. He is not above showing fear to superior opponents, but perhaps he uses it as a ruse to compliment his intelligence. Habits: Tends to speak in the third person much like many Gamorreans who even bother to speak, resorts to violence should a plan not follow through Likes: Fighting, war, credits in any combination. Dislikes: Being given the short end of the thogk, those who would insult him by calling him “piggy” or “hog”. Talents: Quite intelligent for a Gamorrean and is capable of piloting a starship Weakness: Rather slow and cumbersome due to his size Limitations: No Force, underestimated frequently because of his species Racial Attributes: Resilient due to the environment in which he grew up in Affiliation: Smaller Factions ---Profession: Mercenary ---Primary Weapons: A unique style of dual-wielding both an arg'garok and a thogk Personal Ship (optional) ---Name: Blarth ---Model: Theed Palace Space Vessel Engineering Corps/Otoh Gunga Bongowerks Mantaris Amphibious Medium Transport ---Accessories: The Mantaris-class medium transport was developed for use in colonizing Naboo's primary moon while fostering further union between the Naboo and the Gungans. As such, its design not only reflects the artistic sensibilities of both species, but it is equally capable of functioning under water, in planetary atmospheres, and the frigid depths of space. The basic design is Gungan, based upon their well-tested submersible cargo vessel. Naboo engineers made the design spaceworthy and improved upon the modularity of the Bongo-class submersible to outfit the Mantaris-class transport with bubble-shaped, modular sections. These sections could either increase the vessel's cargo capacity by 100 metric tons, add 30 people to its passenger capacity, or carry wildlife ranging from colo claw fish to nuna birds in appropriately outfitted zoological modules. The Mantaris can carry up to four pods at a time. The Force: (optional) ---Yes or No?: No Background: A proud member of clan Norgk, Gjorgji (or Jorg among offworlders) became a mercenary to get his name known throughout the galaxy. Not wanting much fame or infamy, he wanted what most mercenaries look for: a steady paycheck. Jorg found work on Naboo, guarding a transport vessel that was sending many animal specimens to zoos across the galaxy. Not sure why he was needed as a bodyguard, the ship came under fire by many Yuuzhan Vong warrior vessels. The ship was boarded and the Naboo soldiers fought valiantly alongside Jorg and the six other mercenaries they had hired prior to adding Jorg to the roster. The Naboo crew lost many of their own, and the Vong threat had been repelled for the time being. However, the animals being carted offworld were all slain or near death, and to save face, the Naboo shipowners and the remaining 3 mercenaries left alive (Jorg included) were told to split the ship and the cargo among themselves. In no mood to fight, despite having a ship of their own, Jorg was given the Mantaris vessel as payment, and he gladly accepted it, having the ID signature changed to his favorite animal while on Naboo: the Blarth. -----signature----- "Despair is like the last stages of cancer. You've got nothing left to lose." Revy "One death is a tragedy; a million is a statistic." Joseph Stalin "And so it ends. As I somehow almost knew it must... in darkness." Darth Malak
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RK_Striker_JK_5 Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 7/13 3:25pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Jello Approved Name: Remmis Advis Gender: Male Age: Mid-40's Species: Male Homeworld: Hapes Prime Known Languages: basic, Hapan dialects, Huttese. Appearance ---Height: About 2 meters. ---Eye Color: Gray ---Hair/Fur Color: Black, with graying temples. ---Skin Color: Caucasian, but weathered. ---Clothing: Usually an outfit of the Hapan nobility, but whatever's most appropriate. Has been seen in overalls. ---Other: Personality: Even-tempered, but will blow his stack when cornered. Ironclad honor. Habits: Grunting when thinking. Staring too long. Likes: A good ale, soft music, getting his hands dirty. Dislikes: The Empire, dictatorships, Ryshcate. Talents: Is a competent mechanic and shot. Knows the inner workings of the Hapan nobility well through observation and keeping his head low. Above-average physique. Weakness: When angry, can miss the obvious. Stubborn to a fault. Right hand shakes a bit. Limitations: No Force, low on the Hapan totem pole and male. Racial Attributes: Weak night-vision. Affiliation: Hapan, with pro-Alliance leanings. ---Profession: Hapan noble, minor Rebel officer. ---Primary Weapons: Blaster pistol, blaster rifle. Personal Ship (optional) ---Name: HMS Redoubt ---Model: (Hapes-Nova battle cruiser. ---Accessories: (bunks, kitchenette, game room etc) Background: Remmis Advis was a minor noble in the Hapan nobility. When in his teens, he left the COnsortium, wanting to find adventure and fun-and ran straight into the Clone Wars. They tempered him in the forge of war, opening his eyes to the galaxy beyond. He saw the growing corruption and was shamed to see it mirroring his own home, so he joined the Alliance as a minor officer, a file clerk and gunner. Returning home after Endor, he wishes to bring Hapes out of the 'dark ages' as he calls it, and have them fully join the New Republic. -----signature----- E-married to the wonderful DarthIshtar. Now also her Padawan. Member of the Y.J.K. Revolution Staring into the Darkness http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/27537567/p1/?23
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Rilwen_Shadowflame Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 7/13 6:30pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Approved by LI Name: Nissa Wentret, known to the Galaxy and herself as 'Poison' Gender: Female Age: 25 Species: Human Homeworld: Coruscant Known Languages: Basic, Huttese, a few phrases in other common languages Appearance ---Height: 1.63 metres ---Eye Color: greenish yellow ---Hair/Fur Color: Red, worn in a short spiky style. ---Skin Color: pale ---Clothing: Ragged black robes, held to her body with many bindings that keep them from falling off when damaged. ---Other: Artificially replaced canine teeth, top and bottom, to resemble fangs. Platinum cuticle implants- sharp. A great many thin white scars all over her body from the cuticle implants. Area around her eyes tattooed darker, to seem more sunken. Spiky, jagged black tattoos across much of her body. She has a lean, muscular build. Personality: Poison is exceedingly unstable. She appears eerily emotionless for much of the time, unless provoked or upset, at which point her inner turmoil presents itself and she becomes furious, at times to the point of irrationality or berserkness. She requires orders to function, as clear directions give her something to focus on apart from her own whims. Habits: She tends to refer to herself in the third person a lot of the time. If left to her own devices, she begins looking for signs of Jedi to hunt down. She fidgets, her movements becoming more and more restless as something affects her emotionally. Likes: She likes to hunt down targets assigned to her, and to win in battles. Scaring people is probably as close as you're going to get to 'funny' in her eyes. She likes hurting things. Also, she likes pasta and loud music. Dislikes: Jedi, to an obsessive degree. People getting in her way, making fun of her, or questioning her leader. She also dislikes getting rained on. Talents: Her talents lie with tracking people, and with channelling the Dark Side during fights. She can enter a berserk fury that makes her very dangerous. If she projects her mental chaos through the Force, the target is liable to suffer. Weakness: Her weaknesses include her fixated grudge regarding Jedi, her mental instability, and her need to be given orders. Limitations: She tends to stick out in crowds. Racial Attributes: Augmented Human attributes(via Dark Side experimentation that gives her slightly more stamina/strength and improves her senses) Affiliation: Sith ---Profession: Sith Hand ---Primary Weapons: Lightsaber, a number of knives, a selection of the substances for which she is named. Personal Ship (optional) ---Name: Poison's Fang (She has no great talent for naming ships) ---Model: TIE Avenger. ---Accessories: none The Force: (optional) ---Yes or No?: Yes ---Affiliation: Sith ---Lightsaber Type: Single ---Blade Color: Red ---# of Lightsabers: One ---Other: The lightsaber is very plain, of quite ordinary construction. Poison’s Force skills have been trained to make her a more effective tool, in hunting and in battle. Background: Poison was born as Nissa, a Coruscant downlevels kid, daughter of a glitterstim addict. She vanished one day, her mother left dead in their little rented room. What her fellow denizens of the lower levels did not know, however, was why she vanished. In truth, servants of the Emperor had detected her Force potential and had chosen her to be remade as one of his followers. What followed was a nightmarish whirl of indoctrination and experimentation, as Nissa’s mind and body were shaped for her new path. Her original name and past were wiped from her memory, leaving her believing that she was the daughter of a pair of fugitive Jedi who abandoned her when the Empire got too close to catching them. She has been given false memories of her fictional Jedi parents cursing her for being a burden to them. These figures in her mind termed her ‘poison to her family, poison to all around her’. Dazed and with no identity to speak of, she latched onto the term, naming herself Poison. She was given an obsessive hatred of the Jedi who had left her behind to save their own skins, her grudge set up so that she could aid in hunting down any remaining Jedi who had escaped the Purge. During this time her body was also altered, given artificial fangs, sharp nails and many tattoos, to make her a more intimidating sight. The attempts to augment her natural abilities were only partially successful; she became skilled at fighting, but her stamina and strength were only slightly above the norm for a woman of her size and build. They remain well within the normal human range. Her senses were improved, but could only be lifted to the higher end of possibility for human senses. When the Emperor died, Poison’s life disintegrated into chaos. Those who deemed themselves Sith left the Empire, and she went with them, needing some sense of purpose. She is now fiercely loyal to the man who calls himself Darth Sanguinis, and has been named his Sith Hand for her readiness to carry out his orders. In return, she has been promised the chance to hunt down all traitors and Jedi. It is quite possibly his orders that keep her from devolving into a bringer of blind and random destruction with no further goal than to kill. Some of her personal preferences suggest that her original personality is not gone entirely, but it’s very deeply buried and nobody’s game to get quite that close to her. -----signature----- Sith Master in the Acolytes of Darkness ~Sith Trials Lvl 9 Sith Warrior- Sith Assassin~ Count Dooku in the Sleepy Game "You're always combative. You could be saying "I love you, dearest!" and make it look like a threat/insult."-Jello
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