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JEDI_TEEGIRLOO Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 7/19 6:09pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	The_Loyal_Imperial Stamp of Approval Character Sheet Name: Aeri’Layla Moonshadow (Secretly - Darth Venator) Gender: Female Age: 25 Species: Morganian Homeworld: Coruscant Known Languages: Basic Appearance: ---Height: 5’10 ---Eye Color:Emerald Green ---Hair/Fur Color: Red and very long ---Skin Color: fair ---Clothing: Black and Maroon robes with hood, tight half shirt with long sleeves that is black with a maroon star in front. Black flexible pants that look tight but are not. Also Clothing in the pic, Tight Red body suit. ---Other:(scars, tattoos etc) none Personality: Seductive, Witty, Taunting, Intelligent, Flirtatious Habits: Always checking her nails Likes: Dark Relics, Knowledge, Power Dislikes: Being told what to do especially by men. Talents: Assassination, Infiltration, lightsaber combat Weakness: is her over confidence, She tends to like to play with her victims before the kill sometimes. Limitations: Her over thinking a situation may at times hamper her ability to access a situation. Racial Attributes: Has a natural ability to heal herself, major wounds will take longer. Sith Affiliation: ---Profession: Assassin, Spy ---Primary Weapons: Vibro Sword, Vibro Knife, Lightsaber # 1 Lightsaber # 2 Personal Ship: ---Name: The Huntress ---Model: Custom Shuttle ---Accessories: Length : 50 meters Maximum speed (atmosphere): 1,160 km/h Engine unit(s): Ion engines (2) Hyperdrive rating : Class 0.5 * Backup Class 4 Hyperdrive system : Military-grade hyperdrive motivator Shielding: Military-grade shield generator Armament: * Retractable quad laser cannon turrets (4) * Tractor beam projector (1) Complement: Starfighter (1) Crew: Pilot (1) Passengers : 15 Cargo capacity: 100 metric tons Consumables: 6 months The Force: ---Yes or No?: Yes ---Affiliation: Sith ---Lightsaber Type: See above, extended blade both ---Blade Color: Red for both ---# of Lightsabers: Two Background: Aeri’Layla was born in the lower levels of Coruscant, where her mother struggled to survive the best she could for her family. It was a tough life in the lower levels, but Aeri’Layla grew up to know all the secret routes that the even gangs didn’t know. She had the talent to find her way around without giving it a second thought. Her mother always said she was special but she didn’t know that it was the force that gave Aeri’Layla this ability. The streets toughened her up and gave her an impression that would never leave. She and her mother always went hungry. Aeri’Layla had to steal just to get by. When her mother became sick, that’s when Aeri’Layla started to take more of an initiative to her survival. Not realizing that the anger of being poor was really the culprit behind her demeanor, Aeri’Layla killed a man and took his credits so that she and her mother could eat. She became colder as she continued her life of crime. Her mother ended up dying of a disease that was not diagnosed in time. This made Aeri’Layla angry and wanted revenge on everyone. She didn’t care because she was alone now. Her mother the only one that loved her was dead. Her heart hardened and love would never seep in again. One day as she was walking alone in the Works, someone followed her. She sensed them though she wasn’t sure how she knew they were behind her. When she turned around to attack the stalker, she was stopped instantly. It was a darksider calling himself a Prophet. He told her that she was strong in the force and that he had sensed her from afar. He told her that he would take her to a place to harness the gift she had. Since she had nobody now, she decided to take a chance and go. She spent her time learning the ways of the Sith becoming strong in the darkside. She made a vow that her hunger would not be of food, but for power and vengeance for all who had suffered, like her mother had. Aeri’Layla had worked her way up to being one of the top Sith in the newly based order of the Prophets, through sheer determination and embracing all she had toward the darkside. She earned her way to becoming High Sith Prophetess and she secretly renamed herself Darth Venator. It was a rewarding feeling for her. Now it was time for her and the rest of the Sith to have revenge. When one of the Prophets had a vision of an Inquisitor becoming Dark Lord of the Sith, Aeri’Layla was sent out as a spy in to the Inquisitors Sith Order. There she rose to become Sith Assassin gaining their trust, while she infiltrated secrets to the Prophets. In Aeri’Layla’s mind the Prophets were the ones that deserved to be the rulers of the galaxy. It would be such a sweet victory after years of struggle. Aeri’Laya had patience and was willing to do whatever she could to achieve her goals at no end. -----signature----- ~Darth Mystique~Dark Lady of the Sith~/Matriarch of the Witches of Dathomir "The Darkside is like a drug that i just cant get enough of." ~Mesh'la Par'jila ~ Prudii Verd - "Oya Manda! "
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KraytDragon90 Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 7/20 5:51pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Typo Approved Name: Val’istar Tyelka Gender: Male Age: 25 Species: Varun Homeworld: Varun Known Languages: Basic, Varun Appearance ---Height: 5’ 10” ---Eye Color: Blue/Green ---Hair/Fur Color: Black ---Skin Color: Dark Green Scales ---Clothing: Dark brown jacket over black tunic, black pants, combat boots ---Other: Clawed hands, small spikes from knuckles Personality: Val'istar, mostly called Val, is not the sociable sort. With anyone he does not know he will only speak long enough to get the information he needs and does not go out of his way to be kind about it. He considers the majority of people in the galaxy to be untrustworthy and that he is better off without them. To those that he does trust, a small number, he will do anything for. Kill, steal, risk his life, and the life of others. But if they betray his trust, he will not stop until he has hunted them down. ---Habits: Cautious; practices with blades during spare time; listening to dusk, gliz, and glimmick music ---Likes: Music; books; loyalty ---Dislikes: Overly cheerful people; slavers; pirates ---Talents: Ground combat; gunboat piloting; Computer slicing ---Weakness: Starfighter piloting; not very trusting; unsociable; mechanical repairs ---Limitations: No Force talent; can not swim; being a merc, he is not regularly trusted; unpopular among Imperial circles because of his work for the Rebels ---Racial Attributes: Tough scales; average dexterity; excellent eyesight Affiliation: None ---Profession: Ground Trooper ---Primary Weapons: Slug Thrower sniper rifle, boot vibro-knife, Blaster pistol, vibro-sword strapped to back, holdout dart gun with tranquilizer darts ---Equipment: Electromonocular detachable scope for rifle, datapad, Imagecaster holoprojector, comlink, visor with HUD computer interface Personal Ship ---Name: Nova Flame ---Model: Modified Custom Star-Yacht ---Details ----Speed: 750 km/h ----Crew: Optimal (3), Minimum (1) ----Passenger Space: 4 (Plus crew) ----Hyperdrive: Class 1, Backup Class 8 ----Weapons: 2 Dual Heavy Laser Cannons Turrets 2 Proton Torpedo Launchers (5 Torpedoes per launcher) Rear-Facing Ballistic, Chemical-Propelled Missile Launcher (2 Missiles) The Force: ---Yes or No?: No Background: Val’istar grew up on Varun, raised by his parents until the age of 18. As the war began to spread across the galaxy, he left home to take advantage of the growing market for mercenaries. He stole a ship from his uncle, a rather wealthy pirate, and hired himself out as a convoy guard, starship security, groundside security, and basically anything else that would earn him credits. Most of his work was for the Rebels, simply because the Empire was not quick to hire aliens to do their work. He would, of course, quickly take any Imperial contract he found, in order to maintain a somewhat neutral relation to the Empire. On a jaunt to a small outpost on Sluis Van he ran into a Defel going by the name “Ghost” selling exotic weaponry. Val purchased a few minor items from the Defel and left for his ship. Soon after, Ghost was arrested for dealing in unregistered and illegal weaponry. Val didn’t really care much at the time, but he soon recalled hearing somewhere that Defel’s were highly loyal once you earned their trust and incredibly good weaponsmiths. Since one could always use more weapons, and the turrets on his ship were a pain to operate by himself, he paid for the Defel’s release. Ghost considers himself to be in Val’s debt and follows him to this day. Or he at least considers Val a good source of revenue. After the ‘end’ of the civil war and the Emperor’s death in the Endor system, Val found his services in greater demand. The sudden loss of confidence in the Empire’s abilities forced it to be less picky about whom it hired and the “Galactic Alliance” did not care about one’s species. -----signature----- Naur En' Uuiana--Soul of Fire "Well I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me." ~Can't stop the signal~
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Rebecca_Daniels Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 7/20 8:51pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Approved by Jello Name: Ada Medina (Ad’amedina) Gender: Female Age: 27 Species: Twi’lek Homeworld: Ryloth Known Languages: Basic, Rylothean Appearance ---Height: 5’ 5” or 1.65 m ---Eye Color: Hazel ---Hair/Fur Color: n/a ---Skin Color: Red ---Clothing: Loose, worn clothing that looks like a typical smuggler’s outfit; usually a sleeve-less top and a pair of holsters for her blasters. ---Other: (scars, tattoos etc) Personality: Tough and somewhat distrustful, easily angered, suspicious of all, reckless when it comes to slaves, doesn’t care what others think of her, strong-willed, confident Habits: Shooting first, asking questions later; twirling her pistols when she’s anxious Likes: Her partner; the Alliance (for the most part); being on her own; freeing slaves; a good drink Dislikes: Most men; Humans (in general); Hutts; slavers; Force-users; prejudice; stereotyping of the Twi’lek race; Talents: Good fighter because of her training as a dancer; mechanical repairs; smuggling; piloting Weakness: Lonely, handsome spacers; untrusting of anyone; stubborn; tends to get angry easily; doesn’t think before she acts; friends Limitations: Sticks out in a crowd because of her rare skin colour; pulling her lekku can incapacitate her Racial Attributes: Stronger than most humans (not by much) Affiliation: Smaller faction with pro-Alliance leanings ---Profession: Smuggler ---Primary Weapons: A pair of blaster pistols, a vibroblade Personal Ship ---Name: Heat Storm ---Model: YT-2000 freighter ---Accessories: A pair of bunks, small kitchenette, large cargo hold, smuggling holds, modified weapons (more powerful, somewhat illegal) The Force: ---Yes or No?: Yes, but unrecognised as such Background: Ada has been hidden her entire life. At least, the part of her life that had been spent on Ryloth. Why? Because of her rare skin colour. Ada was Lethan, and they were in high demand as slaves. But the hiding didn’t help, in the end. Slavers attacked her clan’s city and took her, along with three other young females. The four were then separated, and Ada ended up in the service of a Hutt. Not Jabba, thankfully, but this one wasn’t much better. For years, she was trained by the Hutt’s dance master, until Ada was by far the best of all his dancers. It was for that reason that Jabba took notice of her and demanded that she be brought to him. Things didn’t work out so well for him. Along the way, the ship, entirely cargo except for her and all bound for Jabba, was attacked by a coalition of smugglers that wanted to strike at Jabba in a distant way. One of the smugglers exchanged his portion of the spoils to have her. Thinking that he was another slaver, Ada resisted... but things were different this time. This man, and his hired crew, were working, albeit distantly, for the Alliance, and were firmly against taking slaves. Finally, there was freedom. Ada became extremely loyal to this man, who was a sort of father figure for her, and he was the only one to whom she ever warmed up to. The pair ran cargoes for the Alliance from time to time, though they were slowly breaking their ties with that faction. Then disaster struck. Ada’s partner was caught by Imperial Security just before they left. He was sentenced to five years on Kessel, which meant that Ada was on her own for all that time. There was nothing she could do but wait and continue doing what she did best, but now by herself. -----signature----- Wraith Lead, NJOFC \| e-sis to CrazyOldHermit "He's like the dog that you leave outside in the snow and the rain and the hot summer sun and then he yips insanely until the giant dog next door comes over and eats him." -Becca & friends
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Senator_Elegos_A-Kla Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 7/22 2:56am Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	As approved via Jellonic Irrigation Type: Player (PC) Name: Corben Dys Gender: Male Age: 35 Species: Human Homeworld: Corulag Family Name: Dys Native Language: Basic Foreign Language: Vaathkree Trade Language & Other Trading Languages Credits: 10,000,000 Credits (Personal Use), 150,000,000 (Commercial Use) Appearance ---Height: 175 Centimeters ---Weight: 66 Kilograms ---Eye Color: Blue ---Hair/Fur Color: Light Brown ---Skin Color: Caucasian ---Clothing: Black Uniform with Red Trim Personality: Generally Happy, well mannered & accomodating Habits: Triple checks all transactions made. Likes: Upturns in the stock markets & Single Women Dislikes: Downturns in the stock markets Talents: Making money, Business & Commerce Intelligence: Genius Strength: Normal Agility: Normal Speed: 7.5 Kilometers per hour Limitations: Phobia of Force Users Affiliation: InterGalactic Corporation ---Station: InterGalactic Platform ---Position: Chief Executive Officer (CEO) ---Primary Weapons: BlasTech DL-56 ---Secondary Weapons: BlasTech DL-6H (Concealed) Personal Ship ---Name: InterGalactic Wanderer ---Class: Sienar Fleet Systems Mu-2 Class Shuttle ---Shields: 100 SBD ---Hull: 25 RU ---Engines: ---Sublight Speed: 65 MGLTs ---Atmospehric Speed: 850 Kph ---Hyperdrive: Class 2 ---Hyperdirve Backup: Class 20 ---Weapons: 2 Forward Laser Cannons (Fire-Linked) ---Cargo: 100 Metric Tons ---Crew: 2 ---Passengers: 14 ---Accessories: 4 small enclosed cabins & a small galley Background: Corben Dys was born of a wealthy Corulag business family, and when of age inherited the businesses that his family owned. A suave businessman, he looks for any business opportunity that will gain him monetary advantage over his competitors ____________________________________________ Type: Player (PC) Name: Toma Tu'kla Nickname: Tukes Gender: Male Age: 28 Species: Caamasi Homeworld: Caamas Family Name: Maternal: 'Kla' Clan, Paternal: 'Tu' Clan Native Language: Caamasi Foreign Language: Basic, Vaathkree Trade Language & Corporate Sector Standard. Appearance ---Height: 1.76 Meters ---Weight: 62 Kilograms ---Eye Color: Green ---Hair/Fur Color: Purple with Green Markings. ---Skin Color: N/A ---Clothing: Wears a stylised robe in different colors but still retaining the Imperial Uniform 'feel'. ---Other: N/A Personality: : Calm, cool, approachable, Intelligent, Aware of the current situation-Always. Talents: Diplomatic Negotiations, Troop Command & Strategy, Trading, R&D, Piloting of Transports & Information Gathering. Affiliation: Galactic Empire. ---Rank: High General. ---Branch: Army. ---Station: Ubiqtorate Base - Yaga Minor, To-Phalion Base & Other Secret Bases. ---Unit: Imperial Research Corps. ---Position: Head of Research and Development. ---Primary Weapons: Old Naboo Royal Pistol & Vibroblade. ---Secondary Weapons: Stormtrooper Rifle with Sniper Scope Personal Ship ---Name: Queen Of Blades ---Class: TransGalMeg Xiytiar-class Transport (Modified). ---Shields: 1200 SBUs. ---Engines: 100 MGLTs. ---Hyperdrive: Yes. Speed: 0.90. ---Weapons: 4 Turbolaser Turrets (Concealed), 2 Ion Cannons, 6 Laser Cannons (4 Concealed), 2 Warhead Launchers. ---Cargo: 5000 metric tons ---Personnel: 1 or 2, depending on mission profile. ---Passengers: 12. ---Accessories: Main cargo bay doubles as a small hangar. Onboard computer is the same as Hyperspace Marauder's unique computer system, it can take over any ship's computer that touches Queen of Blade's hull and the Commander of Queen Of Blades has the other ship's crew at his/her mercy. The Force: No Background: Joined the Imperial Navy short after the pirate raids on his homeworld of Kerilt started, to help get protection even though the Imperial hnad had destroyed Caamas. His exceptional skills have helped the IN in many situations. _____________________________________________ Type: Non-Player (NPC). Name: IMP-22. Age: 40 Years Since Activation. Species: Imperial Military Protocol Droid. Homeworld: Fondor Shipyards. Languages Spoken: 6 Million. Appearance ---Height: 1.6 Meters. ---Weight: 80 Kilograms. ---Metal Color: Maroon. ---Other: Imperial Emblems On Side Of Head. Personality: Typical Protocol Droid. Talents: R&D, Tactics and Strategy, Communications & Protocol. Affiliation: Galactic Empire. ---Branch: Army. ---Station: Wherever Tu'kla Is Stationed. ---Unit: Tu'kla's Command Staff. ---Position: Assistant. ---Primary Weapons: Small Hold-Out Blaster. Personal Ship: N/A - Always Travels with Tu'kla. The Force: No. Background: During the Battle of Endor, Lord Tion made a foolish mistake, surrendering the Devastator to the Rebel Alliance. My master had to be sanctioned! I had already started the Devastator's self-destruct mechanism and now my counter-part was trying to sanction Lord Tion with the small, high-powered blaster that he had hidden in his top compartment. Between SD-7 and the self-destruct, Lord Tion had no hope of escape. I was near the door to the bridge when one of Tion's Lieutenant's blasted SD-7 into a thousand pieces. I was thorough; they had no idea that I had the self-destruct running on silent countdown. With the other officers looking at the shattered droid, I slipped out the door and sealed it shut with a code that Imperial Intelligence had hardwired into every Imperial warship. All Imperial Military Protocol Droids were programmed to make sure that no Imperial warship that they were aboard fell into enemy hands. Also Imperial Commanders put droids like us above suspicion. And thus was their failing. I made it to the escape pod that was assigned to Imperial Intelligence agents and boarded it and jettisoned out into space. When I looked out of the viewport, I saw a Rebel cruiser alongside of the Devastator, preparing to board it. At that moment, the escape pod jerked as it was caught in a tractor beam. I soon got a view of the ship that had hold of the escape pod. It was the loyal Imperial Ship, SSD Vindicator, under the command of Grand Admiral Jello. -----signature----- A Semi-Random Person Moss: "I'll just put it here with the rest of the fire."
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DREAMSTAR Registered: Apr '06	Date Posted: 7/22 2:12pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Typo Approved Name: Tetra Vien/ Ghost Gender: Male Age: 29 Species: Defel Homeworld: Af’El Known Languages: Basic, Defel Appearance ---Height: 1.5 Meters ---Eye Color: reddish ---Hair/Fur Color: normal-black (in ultraviolet light-azure) ---Skin Color: Gray ---Clothing: gray robe over rich blue jacket trimmed in silver, dark gray pants, combat boots ---Other: Clawed hands, sharp teeth Personality: He is proud and independent to the point of stubbornness. He doesn’t like others to tell him what to do or how to do it. He is loyal to friends and employers, but not always trustworthy. He can be secretive and conniving. ---Habits: tucked away in a corner working on the ship or a blade ---Likes: crafting weapons, working on ships, shadows ---Dislikes: crowds, bright lights, Species creepier then him. ---Talents: ship gunnery,crafting weapons ship navigation ---Weakness: blind without visor, blasters weapons ---Limitations: No Force talent, his size, first aid because of claws ---Racial Attributes: excellent dexterity, normal light defel appear as visible patches of darkness much like shadows in low light they are effectively invisible. Affiliation: None ---Profession: metallurgist and assassin ---Primary Weapons: Togorian Vibro-Scimitar, a Kerestian Darkstick, and a Flechette Pistol with 80 rounds ---Equipment: datapad, Imagecaster holoprojector, comlink, Personal Ship ---Name: Shadow-runner ---Model: Modified mankvim-814 light interceptor The Mankvim-814's simple construction consisted largely of a reactor feeding power to a high-velocity ion drive. A magnetized rudder tilted the ion flow for off-axis thrust, while side thrusters aided roll and yaw adjustments. The interceptor was armed with twin rapid-fire laser cannons and durable deflector shields for combat. The Mankvim-814 light interceptor seated one pilot, typically a droid pilot. The interceptor's aerodynamic wings, fitted with repulsorlifts, aided with overall maneuverability. _ Length 10.7 meters _ Width6.46 meters _Height/depth 3.45 meters _ Maximum acceleration 3,400 G _ Maximum speed (atmosphere) 62,000 km/h _ Hyperdrive system modified to fit a hyperdrive class 3 _ Shielding Equipped _Armament Laser cannons (2) _ Crew Pilot (1) The Force: ---Yes or No?: No Background: My name is Tetra Vien, though that is known to only a few. To the rest of the galaxy I am called ghost – unfair, really. Ghosts are dead things that come back to life as shadowy specters. They haunt and sometimes kill things and then vanish back into the night. Well I, for one, am quite alive, thank you, and intend to stay that way. So I guess I can see where they get it, but it’s been months since I’ve gotten a job to kill someone. There’s just not as much call for it these days, at least not until recently, which is fine. I’m not just an assassin. In fact, it’s not even what I do best. Don’t get me wrong – if you’re looking to have someone dealt with, I’m almost the best you’re going to find in these parts. But my greatest achievement is in the construction of the finest exotic weapons and armor in the galaxy, not to brag or anything. I am the best, that’s all, from b'hedda dug swingblade to a shyarn dueling scimitar and everything in between. In fact, I’ve even built an exact replica of an ancient Hutt battle armor, a full suit, mind you, for a client. Needless to say, the galaxy still likes its weapons, even if there hasn’t been a need to use them for a century. That’s a good thing. Even if ghosts don’t eat, I certainly do. Well, that’s enough about ghosts and weapons. You’re reading this because you wanted to know about me and my glorious exploits. I see no need to tell you about how I was born, how my father was, or the perfect child I was. Aah, if you believe that load of bantha fodder, then would you like to buy Darth Vader’s personal helmet? It’s on sale just for you. Anyway my home when I’m there is on Afei, a high-gravity planet orbiting the super-giant Ka'dedus in the outer rim. I’d love to take you there, it is truly among the marvels of the galaxy. Business was going well – I would line up some good jobs, maybe one assassination and two or three orders for a unique weapon, spend a few weeks crafting the orders, then pack it all up along with a variety of other weapons I’d like to sell. Then I’d take my ship, the Shadow-Runner, to deliver the goods and collect a good amount of credits along the way. That’s basically a brief account of how I was living, at least until the day I met the Nikto. I was laying low after having completed a large transaction for a Zabrak with a weakness for master craft Zhaboka, an expensive double bladed fighting pike. It had been hard work to create, but I had been paid quite well for it. I had then gone and set up shop at the local market. Business had been going quite well when the local security decided to arrest me for selling my fine merchandise – some nonsense about it being illegal. Lucky for me, Val’Star Tyelka, the Nikto that had bought a few blades from me that day, was generous enough to pay off the guards and set me free. He’s even offered me a job to work with him as a mercenary which has been quite an adventure, I must admit. Then as if working with mercenaries wasn't adventure enough, the humans got the notion to all go crazy on us causing panic and getting everybody upset. Very inconsiderate of them. Really, to go messing up the galaxy like that – truly bad form on their part, but it’s not all bad having the galaxy upset. Has opened up some new jobs and that’s great for those who know how to take advantage of such things. -----signature----- Tell me of your greatest fear, so I will know what I must force you to face. Tell me what you cherish most, so I will know what to take from you. And tell me what you crave, so that I might deny you
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AvatarOfYunYammka Registered: Dec '07	Date Posted: 7/24 1:14pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	TYPO APPROVED Name: Thall Vrei Gender: Male Age: 38 Species: Zeltron Homeworld: Zeltros Known Languages: Galactic Basic, Huttese, Bocce, Durese, Hapan, Shyrwiiwook (full comprehension), Binary (full comprehension) Appearance ---Height: 5'9" ---Eye Color: Blue ---Hair/Fur Color: Reddish-brown. Kept extremely short in military fashion. ---Skin Color: Pinkish-Red ---Clothing: Usually wears either his Alliance military uniform or extremely well-tailored civilian clothes. ---Other: No scars, tattoos, piercings or any other skin deficiences. Like most Zeltrons, he is viewed as extremely handsome by human and Near-Humans alike. Personality: Like most Zeltrons, Thall has a strong empathic ability, making him uniquely suited as an intelligence officer. His empathic skills, mixed with his racial beauty, allow him to be easily accepted and trusted by others. He is a likable and sociable guy, enjoying the finer things of life, but still able to mingle with all classes of people without much difficulty. Although he has a very serious job, he is a fun-loving person and has an excellent sense of humor. It is said that he rarely meets a new person who is not already a friend. Outside of his interpersonal skills, he is very shrewd and intelligent. Although he may project the image of a good-for-nothing playboy, there is a keen mind behind his dalliances and worldliness. As with any intelligence officer worth his mettle, he is very good with languages (it is said empathic nature and excellent memory and analytical skills help with this). Although he is a fairly peaceful guy, he is quite skilled with a blaster and at fisticuffs (he received training after all). Habits: -Eats and drinks when nervous (his species high metabolic rate ensures that he stays healthy and avoids drunkenness) -Is quite extravagant when the Alliance is footing the bill Likes: -Adventure -Secrets -Women (quite a bit) -Fine food and alcohol -Sabaac -His job -Galactic Alliance -Zeltros (his homeplanet) Dislikes: -Galactic Empire -Sith Order -Xenophobia -Negative emotions (even though he has learned how to control his empathic nature somewhat, extremely bad feelings from others can seep into him as it were sometimes) -Arrogance -Sloppiness -People who are too officious -Authority Talentsp: -Very skilled at getting people to trust him and divulge information to him -Able to produce certain pheromones that can affect others -Sometimes able to project certain emotions onto other people as well as to read/feel other people's emotions Weakness: -Empathic ability means that someone else's negative emotions can affect him deeply -Enjoys the company of women a little too much -Tends to do thing in an unorthodox manner and, thus, occasionally irritates those in authority Limitations: -No Force Sensitivity Racial Attributes: -Ability to produce pheromones (comparable to the Falleen ability) -Ability to project emotions on to others, creating a type of control -Empathic ability (allows him to read and feel the emotions of others) Affiliation: Galactic Alliance ---Profession: GA Navy, Fleet Intelligence ----Rank: Vice Admiral ---Primary Weapons: -1x SoroSuub ELG-3A "Diplomat's Blaster" blaster pistol (worn in a special shoulder holster when undercover) OR -1x BlasTech DL-44 heavy blaster pistol (worn in hip-holster when in uniform) ALWAYS WEARS: -1x Vibro-Knife (strapped to his ankle) Personal Ship: None. Usually uses Alliance assigned ships. The Force: No. Background: Thall Vrei was born on the Zeltronian homeplanet of Zeltros. His father ran a fairly lucrative nightclub on the so-called 'luxury planet' (Zeltronians were known for their hedonism since they wanted to be around only "positive" emotions due to their empathic issues and their homeplanet was no exception). As a child, besides being a very good student, Thall was always fascinated with the idea of learning secrets (he was not a gossip, he just liked knowing stuff that he was not supposed to know). At first, it was just eavesdropping on family and friends and learning things that were not proper for immature ears, but he eventually that all important skill of talking people into telling him what he wants to know. He finished his secondary schooling two years early at the age of 16 and knew that he wanted to do something related to information gathering. He would have joined the Senate Bureau of Intelligence, but by the time he was of majority, the SBI had been transformed into Imperial Intelligence and its sister organization the Imperial Security Bureau. Since he was technically deemed 'non-human', he was of course denied entrance into both of these organizations. Not sure what to do at that point, the 18-year-old Zeltronian traveled to Chandrila after he was accepted into the famous Brionelle Memorial Military Academy, which was one of the most highly-regarded planetary military academies. With the beginnings of the Rebellion, especially the formation that inner core led by Chandrilan Mon Mothma, the BMMA (and thus Chandrila's Defense Fleet) had started secretly trying to get people from other planets (especially individuals who had been somehow mistreated by the Empire) to join its ranks. For most of the Galactic Civil War, Thall Vrie would never officially be a member of the Rebellion. Instead, he was an 'information development officer' in the Chandrila Defense Fleet. Unofficially, he was a strong supporter of Mon Mothma and the Rebel Alliance and would 'help' them gather important information, especially from the Imperials on Chandrila. Thall's ability to manipulate people using his empathic and social skills (as well as Zeltronian pheromones) made him topnotch in gathering such information. He would be instrumental in aiding the Rebellion in getting the first Death Star plans (although he was never on the Tantive IV) and helped to coordinate the Bothan operations to get the Death Star Two plans. He would top out as a Commander in the Chandrila Defense Fleet and would, several months before the Battle of Endor, be commissioned as a Captain in the Alliance Navy's Fleet Intelligence. During the Endor battle, he served as an intelligence officer/advisor aboard Home One. After Endor, he would be bumped up to Rear Admiral and spent a few months helping Fleet Intelligence for the change-over from the highly militant Rebel Alliance to the supposedly stabilized government of the Galactic Alliance. Due to the need for more experienced intelligence officers, he would end up being promoted to Vice Admiral. Despite his high rank, he refuses to accept an actual command within Fleet Intelligence. Instead, he prefers to remain as a field agent until, as he puts it, "his body flops out". The Alliance is not thrilled by his continued field activity, but they let him continue because he is very good at it.
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Sinrebirth Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 7/24 1:39pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread - Date Edited: 7/24 1:39pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Sinrebirth
	Typo Approved! Name: Lylithe Dusa Gender: Female Age: 47 Species: Human Homeworld: Sesswenna Known Languages: Basic Appearance ---Height: 5’ 9’’ ---Eye Color: Luminous blue; recoloured in 19 BBY ---Hair/Fur Color: Brown ---Skin Color: Light ---Clothing: Tends to wear her Captain’s uniform rather than her Jedi robes, though has been prone to wearing the latter moreso lately ---Other: Slight scar across her belly from Clone Wars Personality: A hard woman, but not without her heart Habits: Unable to delegate, and would do everything if she could Likes: To be alone, to be in control Dislikes: Violence, but has been drawn into it Talents: Her life has worn her into a woman with the ability to command, a trickle of aggression fuelling her Weakness: Her past; it is crippling for her, at times Limitations: Her desire to be in control makes limits her command abilities beyond that of a single fighter craft; too many and she feels out of control Racial Attributes: An intense dislike of Eriadu and any from it Affiliation: Alliance ---Profession: Jed Knight ---Primary Weapons: Lightsaber, sidearm Personal Ship (optional) ---Name: X-wing-class starfighter ---Model: T-65 ---Accessories: Standard, although Lylithe dislikes astromechs, preferring to remember hyperspace coordinates mentally The Force: (optional) ---Yes or No?: Yes ---Affiliation: Jedi ---Lightsaber Type: Single ---Blade Color: Blue ---# of Lightsabers: 1 ---Other: Makes use of Soresu, in the limited fashion the new Jedi are aware of it Background: Born destitute on Seswenna, Lorelei Dusa grew up despising all that Eriadu represented, as did all on the former capital of the sector before the Clone Wars. That cataclysm saw the Republic abandon Seswenna to defend Eriadu, and even the attempt to recapture the planet after the Battle of Saluecami saw the planet devastated. Lorelei was discovered to be Force sensitive by the Jedi leading the clone troops, and scheduled to be evacuated with the rest. However, the CIS had blockaded the system, a Droid Control ship blocking all channels – including its own, when the Republic tried to piggyback signals using CIS wavelengths. As such, when Order 66 and the instructions to shut down were given out to the galaxy at large, Seswenna continued fighting as if nothing had happened. When the CIS flagship was finally destroyed a fortnight after the Battle of Coruscant by the trapped combatants, the shutdown signal and Order 66 came through, ending the fighting quickly but causing chaos. Lorelei escaped death and, in the confusion, was evacuated by the Empire by accident. Escaping to Naboo, she was protected by the nascent rebellion there, and had her eyes and hair recoloured, becoming Lylithe. Marrying Garen Kya, whose household had taken her in as a 'refugee', in a whirlwind romance in 18 BBY, she had a daughter named Cesca a year later, vainly convincing her husband to stay out of the Imperial military – it transpired that he was an immense loyalist when Naboo rebelled against the Empire, but Lylithe managed to keep him out of the battles. In 2 BBY, unable to watch as the Rebellion grew and threatened the peace he had won for his daughter in the Clone Wars, he joined the Navy and was seemingly killed almost immediately at the Battle of Turkana. Lylithe left Naboo, becoming Lorelei once more, and joined the Rebellion. She knew who was truly to blame for her husbands’ death – the Empire and its totalitarian ways. She embraced her secret Force sensitivity and became one of Leia’s new Jedi. She is often associated with the elderly Acclamator-class destroyer named the Doneeta, which had been recovered from the Empire after the destruction of Jabiim. She fought at Endor and Lylithe Kya is, now, unaware that her husband is the Supreme Prophet of the Dark Side – his shadowy title overshadowed by the Darth Sanguinis’ obvious power. She may hate the Sith, but she is well aware the Empire is their – her - true enemy, and advises Leia often to keep the war focused on the correct enemy. -----signature----- Sey's Sinre The First Canon Apologist The Missing Chapters of LotF: Invincible http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=28933751&brd=10477&replies=10 Chapter 4.5 is up! Now Featuring: Niathal, Daala, Syal, Wedge, Winter & Tycho!
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Mister_Master Registered: Oct '07	Date Posted: 7/26 1:11pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Typo Approved. Class: Pilot Name: Thryta Melagan Gender: Male Age: 36 Species: Iridonian Zabrak Homeworld: Iridonia Known Languages: Basic, Huttese, Zabraki. Appearance ---Height: 1.8 meters ---Eye Color: orange ---Hair/Fur Color: black ---Skin Color: red and black ---Clothing: pilot jumpsuit, black tunic, black boots, sheaths that cross on his back for his swords. ---Other: Zabrak tattoos covering his entire body, a scar on his right shoulder from a knife wound, a special squadron tattoo on his left forearm. Personality: Thryta is sometimes arrogant, and overconfident of his own skills, hes also stubborn. Hes very nosy because he cares so much about other people. Habits: Cracks his knuckles, gets himself into things that are none of his business, gets into fights because he thinks hes better then everyone else. Likes: Melee weapons, flying, tattoos. Dislikes: anyone not on his side, insults, racists. Talents: a good melee fighter, a skilled pilot, good at martial arts. Weakness: Sometimes when fighting pain will shoot up into his shoulder, arrogant, short tempered. Limitations: No Force, has limitations in the use of his right arm. Racial Attributes: Thinks hes better then everyone else (zabrak) Affiliation: Galactic Rebellion ---Profession: Star Fighter Squadron Pilot ---Primary Weapons: Two Vibroswords, small vicroknife, and a DE-10 blaster pistol. Personal Ship ---Name: The head horn ---Model: X-Wing ---Accessories: four laser canons, four proton torpedoes, and astromech named CT-12. The Force: (optional) ---Yes or No?: no ---Affiliation: n/a ---Lightsaber Type: n/a ---Blade Color: n/a ---# of Lightsabers: none ---Other: n/a Background: Born on Iridonia, Thryta grew up with only a mother. His father died when he was very young of a heart disease. When he was 8 his mother was killed by storm troopers. He swore on his mothers grave that he would destroy the empire. From that point on he dedicated his life to fighting, by the time he was 21 he was a skilled pilot, and melee fighter. He got himself transport of the planet and made his way to the core worlds hoping to find the rebel alliance. He eventually found them and joined them. -----signature----- Proud Apprentice of Thrawn1786 Jedi Knight in the SWC New Jedi Trials / Minister of War in the SWC Rebel Alliance Droid Senator of the EUC droid fanclub Ib'tuur jatne tuur ash'ad kyr'amur. Pillow Maia: The irisistable urge to whack someone with pillows.
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PRINCESSCAMBRIA Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 7/26 8:23pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread - Date Edited: 7/26 8:58pm (1 edits total) Edited By: PRINCESSCAMBRIA
	Typo approved! Name: Briika Tor Gender: Female Age: 25 Species: Human/Mandalorian Homeworld: Mandalore Known Languages: Basic, Mando’a Affiliation: Smaller Faction ---Profession: Bounty Hunter/Mercenary/Pilot Appearance: Holo taken at age 18. http://images.wikia.com/starwars/images/c/c2/Mandalady.jpg ---Height: 5’7” ---Eye Color: Blue ---Hair Color: Long blond, usually worn in braided plaits tucked under her buy'ce ---Skin Color: White ---Scar: 4” linear scar across right side of neck Armor: ---Beskar'gam (Mandalorian armor) - Briika has updated her Mandalorian Shock Trooper armor design with added armor plating around the neck, thighs, and the back of the upper arms. These plates, though much lighter than the normal armor plates, cover the most well known weak spots in traditional beskar'gam, giving Briika more protection from energy and projectile fire, as well as lightsaber attacks. The armor also has a kama, or belt-spat, that acts as a flexible anti-blast armor. It offers protection against crippling injury from low-flying shrapnel and debris as well as jetpack downwash. Her main colors are black for justice and red for honor with gold on her shoulders for vengeance and gray trim for mourning those lost. ---Kute (bodysuit) - Beneath the beskar armor plates, Briika wears a black undersuit made from micronized beskar and equipped with an advanced power armor liner. The liner has a micro energy field projector and two layers of thin ceramic plates, which disperse physical and blast impacts, reducing the chance of injury and the likelihood of knockdowns. The power liner also provides increased protection from fire, acid, intense heat, and cold. She can wear this under civilian clothing as well. ---Buy'ce (helmet) - Briika's “bucket” compensates automatically for low or high light conditions, picks up on minute sounds and amplifies them and can connect with the onboard computer of her ship as well as the Holonet, assuming the transmission isn't blocked (from being deep under ground or jammed). It also has a built-in air filter and is connected directly to a small air tank that carries two hours worth of oxygen. Using verbal commands and even simple blinks of her eye, Briika can control weapons, sensors, and even her jetpack. Her helmet's HUD displays information on the surrounding environment using an advanced radar (enabling her to see into nearby rooms) and offers a 360-degree field of vision. The helmet's broad band antenna is capable of intercepting and unscrambling basic comlink and starship comm transmissions. At the top of the antenna is a rangefinder capable of tracking up to thirty targets from a distance of one-hundred meters. The rangefinder feeds data to a display overlay inside the helmet showing the range and movement for any targets in a 360 degree radius. The overlay also links to Briika's weapons systems to display fire vector and range data, enabling her to make more accurate shots. In addition to those features, the macrobinocular viewplate enables Briika to see great distances and a built-in infrared scanner is capable of magnifying light up to 100 times or displaying heat gradations. ---Kom'rke (gauntlets) - Briika's two gauntlets/bracers hold a large number of her weapons. Her right gauntlet is equipped with a mini rocket launcher usually armed with two small fragmentation rockets that can detonate on impact or at a previously set range. It is also equipped with an ejectable vibroblade similar to those used by the clone commandos during the Clone Wars and a small dartcaster, which fires darts at high velocity (can be equipped with a harmless tranquilizer or a lethal poison). Her left gauntlet contains a miniature flame projector which creates a cone of fire five meters long and one meter in diameter, and a BlasTech Dur-24 wrist laser comparable to a standard blaster rifle in power and with a maximum range of fifty meters. It is also equipped with custom-made net launching device, which fires a small rocket that quickly opens up into a light, human-sized net made from lightsaber resistant phrik composite cords. ---Cetare (boots) - Within each of Briika's armored boots there is a single ejectable vibroblade about six inches in length. These are used to make the simplest of kicks lethal. Her boots are also equipped with electromagnetic grippers, which enable her to stay attached to metal surfaces when activated (when walking, they switch on and off to allow one foot or the other to detach). Personality: Strong willed and stubborn at times, quick thinking on her feet, cool headed under pressure, self-reliant, a bit of an adrenalin junkie, quietly passionate about things or people that matter to her. Habits: Meticulous about her weapons, bike and ship; tilts head to the side when intrigued about something. Likes: Swoop bike racing, caf, sunrises, collecting antique weapons and tinkering with them. Dislikes: Seafood, incompetence that gets others killed, disorganization, liars and lousy kissers. Talents: Weapons, pilot Weakness: Men… especially those with green eyes, loyal almost to a fault. Limitations: Non-Force sensitive, limited knowledge of other galactic languages Racial Attributes: None Primary Weapons: ---Modified Verpine Shatter Pistol - This weapon is holstered on Briika's right; attached at the belt. When fired, it makes little sound at all, but causes a massive amount of kinetic damage upon impact. It has excellent range and accuracy like most Verpine shatter guns and is near impossible to block with a lightsaber due to the small size of the bolts and the extreme speed at which they travel. --- Modified DXR6 Heavy Blaster Carbine - Designed specifically for sustained medium to long-range fire, this heavy blaster carbine utilizes its custom dallorian construction to absorb more heat than a standard blaster, allowing it to fire more powerful bolts without overheating. The Kol & Bek D-12 weapon scope mounted on the top of the blaster features a built-in photoreceptor that is linked directly to Briika's HUD. This weapon is often strapped to Briika's back with a sling. ----BlasTech DC-15S Carbine - Smaller in scale than the BlasTech DC-15A Rifle, the DC-15S lacks its larger cousin's range, but is much easier to handle than the bulkier "A" variant. DC-15 blasters fire charged plasma bolts, activated by Tibanna gas carried in replaceable blaster cartridges. These gas cartridges last for around five-hundred shots, depending on the weapon's power settings. Briika received this weapon from one of her older step-brother’s when she became an adult. Well maintained, it is in prime condition and just as effective as it was many years before when used during the Clone Wars. Briika usually has this weapon attached to a three-point sling, allowing her to easily equip and unequip the weapon quickly. Personal Ship: ---Name: Jai’galaar ---Model: Heavily modified YT-2400 light freighter http://images.wikia.com/starwars/images/d/d2/Outrider_guns_btm.jpg ---Other Vehicle: Mobquet Flare-S swoop bike with a hidden light blaster cannon. http://images.wikia.com/starwars/images/e/e6/Flare_Swoop.jpg The Force: n/a Background: Briika was orphaned when she was five and adopted by Kyram Tor, a widower with three older sons. He was a tough, yet compassionate man and always taught his daughter the virtues of the True Mandalorians. Honor and loyalty were paramount among these virtues and this was the true way of the Mando'ade and not the brutal pillagers of the Death Watch. He was the village’s weaponsmith and passed on his knowledge and skills of weaponry as well as his passion for flying and swoop bikes. Briika began accompanying her father on his various missions with the Mandalorian Protectors and jobs for hire when she was thirteen until she was married at twenty. However, her riduur and father were killed shortly after during a mission. Their deaths hit her hard. Thus, Briika left Mandalore and set out on her own, taking some rather dangerous, but well paying jobs for hire... almost getting herself killed. When Briika heard that Mandalore had been attacked, she rushed back to her homeworld to find that the Mando'ade, including what was left of her family, had scattered across the galaxy. Now months later, rumor has it that there is a new Mand’alor gathering vode to fight once again... -----signature----- Cyar'ika of the Mando'ade Mando’ads... burk’solu. Kyrami’tom. "Mandalorians... dangerous alone. Deadly together."
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NickLitYouAFlame Registered: Feb '07	Date Posted: 7/27 5:33pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Approved by Typo. In partnership with Darth_Vaders_Cousin, I bring you droid one of two. Name: Nera Gender: Android (feminine programming) Age: 49 years Species: P-100 salvage droid Homeworld: Nimban Known Languages: Binary, over 6,000,000 via vocabulator. Appearance ---Height: 7’10” ---Sensor Color: Yellow ---Plating color: Brown ---Other: Rusting in spots, chipped paint. Personality: Very rebellious. Intelligent and thoughtful. Kind and helpful. Polite. Very adventurous and curious. Not shy to working outside the law. Talents: Slicing, repair, translations, piloting. Highly modified, including the addition of two ‘arms’ for general use. Weakness: Adventure. Her own curiosity. Combat droids. Limitations: Very large, no armament. Racial Attributes: Extremely durable. Affiliation: Possibly the Alliance. ---Profession: Various ---Primary Weapons: None Personal Ship ---Name: Nera’s Escape ---Model: Personal Luxury Yacht 5000 ---Accessories: Stripped down to allow maximum storage space. Retains three rooms with triple bunks in each. Limited weaponry and shielding. Re-built for speed. The Force: ---Yes or No: No Background: Nera was once P-100 salvage droid no. 54386736478. She collected ruined podracer parts, to be sold by her masters back to the pilot or to Jawas, at horrid prices. She was classified a fifth-degree droid in her first 30 odd years of ‘life’. She began to develop a personality just a few years before pod racing was outlawed. When it was, she escaped being melted down for scraps, by disguising herself as a menial labor droid on a large public transport. Nera reprogrammed another droid to steal her a slicer-upgrade. She used it to siphon credits into an account she created under the name of her old master. She quickly amassed enough credits to purchase a stripped down Yacht and a piloting upgrade, but was forced to flee the planet she was on. Her ‘life’ since then is undetermined, and it is assumed she laid low and made modifications to both her ship and her own behavior core. At some time, she became paired with a rare model of combat droid, called Bryce. The duo are nearly inseparable. -----signature----- You are nothing.
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Darth_Vaders_cousin Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 7/27 7:14pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Typo Approved, Droid 2/2 Name: Bryce Gender: Android, Masculine Programming Age: 987 Standard Years (Combined operational life of 35 Cycles) Species: Tac-Spec FIII Footman Homeworld: Unknown (Operational Life on Coruscant) Known Languages: Binary, Over 100 Languages common to Coruscant around 1,000 BBY Appearance ---Height: 5'11" ---Sensor Color: Blue ---Plating color: Grey with flecks of old black paint ---Other: Paint appears to have been buffed off. Personality: Feircely loyal to friends, Pompous and stuck up to others, prefers to keep a low profile but uses any excuse to resort to violence. Talents: Over 70 forms of martial combat, small and heavy arms training (sniping specialty), Extremely creative, general piloting skills. Weakness: Slug weapons, Oblivious to modern world. Limitations: Rare model makes him easy to spot. Racial Attributes: Blaster proof plating, Extreme speed and strength in limbs, Telescopic Photoreceptors. Affiliation: Possibly the Alliance. ---Profession: Butler, Body Guard, Spy and Assasin ---Primary Weapons: Fists, Relby K-23 Blaster Pistol The Force: ---Yes or No: No Background: Purchased by a little known Mid-Rim Senator around 1,000 BBY, Bryce, as with all of his kind, was a special order droid purchased from the GenoHaradan Bounty Hunters Guild. Designed to blend in as a Butler/Protocol Droid, Bryce was one of very few Footmen that made it coreward, as most were sold to Noble families in the mid and outer rim. Setting him apart from his Noble Brethren, Bryce was specifically ordered with two hands, rather than one and a miniature rail gun. Bryce was purchased for the expressed purpose of protecting his master from, and being a covert liaison to, the many underworld crime syndicates with which his Senatorial keeper was involved. He was also tasked with spying on other Senators, and eliminating any threats which may end his masters participation on the Senate Floor. However, eventually his master became too involved with the underworld for his own good, and it seemed as if there was another attempted on his life every week. In order to save himself, the Senator turned himself into authorities, ordering Bryce into hibernation in a Naboo Vacation home until such time that he was released from prison, and Bryce could be reactivated. However, that time never came, and after some time Bryce's battery reserve deleted. He was not found until just three years ago, when the Mansion was purchased by a Naboo historical society. Bryce, assumed deactivated long ago, was restored to his original beauty and painted to match a Naboo Museum's logo. Unfortunately for Andro-historians who were studying him, a stray pulse from equipment jumped through his Loyalty circuitry and provided him enough charge to kill his perceived attackers, and then recharge his energy reserves, bringing himself to full functionality. It was presumed he was stolen by other historians, or the GenoHaradan themselves, and no thought was paid to his disappearance. In reality, Bryce stole a ship and fled to the outer rim, where he shed his newest paint job, and attempted to find some purpose for his new life, while adjusting to the changes in the galaxy. It was there, in the outer rim, he met up with a Feminine salvage droid called Nera, who helped open his mind to his new freedom, and he has been at her side ever since. -----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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s65horsey Title: EUC Manager SWC Lil' Sis Registered: Jun '06	Date Posted: 7/28 1:02pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	I hope this is ok to post here. Can we get clarification on the Han/Leia thing? I was told by Jello that Han did not show up to the Death Star to save Luke and that would be when I assume he left the Rebellion, which would make Leia mad at him for leaving still and thus not really know him. I mean, he saved her, sure, but then took the money and left. But then HanSolo posted something different in an OOC to me in the game thread saying that Han was with the Rebellion until Leia left (which she never did as she's one of the triumvirate members). So I'm confused. -----signature----- Sinre's Sey
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HanSolo29 Title: Manager: • Fan Art • LFL Projects/ Indy IV Registered: Apr '01	Date Posted: 7/28 3:12pm Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Sey, I'm gonna go ahead and post a response in this thread. I believe that's where all the OOC comments go and I don't want Jello to come down on us. -----signature----- "One little spark of inspiration is at the heart of all creation." "Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved." Romans 10:13 TK-2685; Garrison Carida, 501st Legion
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Blue_but_beautiful Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 7/31 5:15am Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread - Date Edited: 7/31 5:31am (3 edits total) Edited By: Blue_but_beautiful
	LI Approved- Name: S’uun Esh Gender: Female Age: 125 Species: Yuuzhan Vong Homeworld: The Worldship Baanu H’ess. Known Languages: Yuuzhan Vong, any language translatable by a Tizowyrm. Appearance ---Height: 6ft4” ---Eye Color: Brown ---Hair Color: Black ---Skin Color: Blue-grey ---Clothing: Red-black Vonduun Crab armour, or simple robeskin when not on duty. ---Other: Very prominent domain tattoo in the center of her forehead, comprising of interlinking circular whorls and a deep chevroned scar pointing up and back from her forehead. Various scars upon her limbs and torso from ritual sacrifice and devotion, though her face it’s self remains accentuated by almost tattoo’s alone. Personality: Bloody minded to a point beyond stubbornness. Blunt but to the point. Habits: Devout to the true way, she will often be found giving blood sacrifice before a deciding battle or event. Likes: Battle, the chance to bring more glory to the gods. Dislikes: Infidels and their technology, which she considers deeply offensive and an abomination. Insubordination. Talents: Excelent melee combatant, particularly handy with a coufee. Weakness: Her temper, it can often blind her to all else around her and lead herself or those she commands into dire situations. Baffor pollen, particularly if she is wearing her armour at the time as the creature is severely allergic to such a substance. Limitations: No force ability, but otherwise few physical limitations beyond the obvious. Racial Attributes: She is completely devoid of the force, and as such, is unable to be directly effected with it. Affiliation: Yuuzhan Vong. ---Profession: Warrior of Subaltern rank. ---Primary Weapons: Amphistaff, Coufee, Nang-Hul (thud bugs) Background: Hailing from an up and coming warrior domain, S’uun Esh certainly outwardly lives up to the ideal of the consummate warrior. In the crèche of her domain she excelled in the tutelage of basic hand to hand combat as did many, but her strengths lay more in a well honed sense of tactics, countered only by her insatiable lack of patience in certain situations – certainly a bad habit of hers. Devout in her beliefs in the gods, she has been a loyal supporter of the Supreme Overlord and his wishes to align themselves with the sith for now– steadfast in her convictions, she is not one to be trifled with, nor easily swayed. These attributes and sentiments she has carried with her to the present day. -----signature----- "Are you sure you are not an Ooglith masquer with nothing actually inside?" My Fan Art: http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=25954742&brd=10020&start=26270818 My Fan Fic's are in my Profile Proud Recipient of the Golden Elegos™
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Protege-of-Thrawn Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Mar '01	Date Posted: 7/31 6:34am Subject: RE: The Shattered Galaxy: Information and Game Profiles thread
	Typo approved. Name: Wil Shard Gender: M Age: 24 Species: Human, Belderonian Homeworld: Belderone Known Languages: Basic, Bocce, Sy Bisti, Taarja, and Meese Caulf. Appearance ---Height: 6'0" ---Eye Color: Hazel-Green ---Hair/Fur Color: Dark Brown ---Skin Color: Olive Complexion ---Clothing: Jumpsuit, Vest, solid boots and a blaster at all times: practicality imposing only so much on comfort. ---Other: None. Personality: Habits: Always the joker and carefree to the point of distraction (at least, for those around him), Wil Shard can often turn quite serious and introspective without warning. Will often try and keep conversation light, but beware the sentient who brings up politics at Wil Shard's messhall table. Likes: Juma Juice, Swoop-bikes, naval tactics, galactic politics, Keyorin 'Hunterverse' Poetry. Dislikes: Cynics, Hutts, Ubese, bigots, Police-State Authoritarianism, anything with the Imperial Sigil affixed. Talents: A natural mechanic, easy to get along with, assured in a crisis, and quick to sieze the initiative. Weakness: Younger Women (humanoid preferred but not required), Juma Juice (see above), is carrying a lot of secrets buried oh so deep... Limitations: Unaware of any force sensitivity, hopeless at sabacc, compulsive. Racial Attributes: Gets a lot of Outer Rim jokes... Affiliation: Rebellion ---Profession: Naval Officer ---Primary Weapons: modified Mandalorian Heavy Blaster. Personal Ship (optional) ---Name: Noble Cause ---Model: TBA (Assigned in-game) ---Accessories: TBA The Force: (optional) ---Yes or No?: Yes ---Affiliation: unassigned ---Lightsaber Type: none ---Other: Unaware of Force Sensitivity, May manifest itself as uncanny luck, intuition etc. Background: Wil Shard was born and raised on Belderone, his father a local militamen and his mother a leading botanist on their homeworld. In his youth, it was more the rough and tumble of swoops and underage vice dens that caught young Wil's eye, and the legacy of such scoundrel days still echoes in his personality. But Wil was forced into a more sober lifestyle when things began to breakdown on the homefront. His father - increasingly finding work out of Keyorin with Mercenary groups instead of his usual work with the Local Magistratium - became distant and angry, before finally disappearing, forcing Wil to work to help support his family, which his mother's modest academic wage could not cover. This period of maturity was something of a saving grace, forcing Wil to take some responsibility, and eventually he enrolled in a night school program and managed to distinguish himself at the local university, much to the growing pride of his mother. However, more than simple good graces had fallen upon Wil Shard during his education. He came to know the works of some of the greatest thinkers, the great political theorists, and finally, came to know the works of a (Former) Senator Palpatine, who had declared himself Emperor: of an Empire Wil had known all his life as "normal". But with such knowledge and education comes the realisation that such was not normal, and with growing moral horror came a cold conviction that something had to be done about it. At 21, Wil enrolled in a naval academy run out of the corporate sector, usually exclusive to those who would one day man the helms of private fleets throughout the region. As such, Wil has an unconventional grasp of tactics that has distinguished him from others in the Rebellion, many of whom gained their training at the Imperial Academy. Before he threw his lot in with the Rebellion, he arranged for his mother and the family to move, to ensure Imperial Intelligence couldn't track them down should he ever achieve something to warrant their displeasure. Now 24, and still reasonably green, Wil Shard is to be assigned his first command in the Rebellion's growing naval fleet. Inspired by the courage of the triumvirate and secretly cheering on their efforts at democracy and the founding of a Senate, Will Shard stands ready to serve...but this brief history does not tell the whole story, and there is something else sitting at the bottom of his soul.... -----signature----- "I don't mind a couple of spam threads around here" - Cahill the Tyrant [HawkNC]