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SWRPF Archive ~100 ABY, The Force Cold War~

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  1. MarcusDade

    MarcusDade Jedi Master star 4

    Registered:
    Apr 5, 2006
    Dade Leviathan and Greyst Denali
    Temple of Twilight Training Halls; Zonama Sekot

    Dade watched silently as Vincent went through his slight delusion. "I think that's enough for today," he said softly, stopping his concentration on the power, and slowly reversing the process so that Vincent would return to his former strength in a few minutes. He nodded to Greyst and the large Gen'dai came over and picked Vincent up and gently moved him over and had him lay down on one of the large benches near the front of the room.

    "You did well today, Vincent," Dade said simply, taking his folded cloak from the nearby bench and putting it back on. Greyst then handed him back his lightsaber, which he clipped back onto his belt. "We will continue tomorrow where we left off. Greyst will escort you to the mess hall after you have regained your strength. I am placing you under his care. Where you go, he will go. After you eat your dinner, You will go outside with Greyst and train in combat. When he believes you have trained sufficiently you will go get some rest and we will begin again tomorrow. If you have trouble recovering your strength, I recommend a mixture of bantha milk and h'rak herbs. You can get some of those from the healers."

    He then began moving from the room. "I think things to take care of of. Greyst will know how to find me if you need me." He then moved from the room and down the hall to the lift. He had things to take care of that involved TONI, particularly if they had found anything else out about where Insipid went after destroying his shipyard.

    Greyst sat down on the same bench as he had laid Vincent on and patiently waited for Vincent to regain his strength. "I am impressed with you Performance, Mikaru," he said kindly, "I did not expect you to do so well after just returning from such an ordeal as you experienced."

    Tag: Vincent
     
  2. blubeast1237

    blubeast1237 Jedi Master star 5

    Registered:
    Apr 10, 2007
    -GM Approved-
    Name: Gigias Henruliken
    Species: Human
    Gender: Male
    Age: 29
    Height: 5'11
    Skin Color: White
    Eye Color: Green
    Hair Color: Orange
    Homeworld: Ryloth
    Weapons: Yellow lightsaber
    Allignments: Jedi Order
    Rank: Jedi Knight
    Appearance: Red and black robes with sandals.
    Biography: Gigias' father left him to the Jedi after his mother, also a Jedi, had gone missing. His father had no idea what to do with him and decided to leave him with the only people he knew could take care of him while he went off to search for Salas. The Jedi Knight is strong in the Force and works on surpassing his mother's legacy as a powerful Jedi Master. People always compare him to her and he finds himself living in her shadow no matter where he goes. However, despite the complexed relationship, Gigias aids his father's obsessive search, for it turns out that she might actually be alive. His secret hope is that she is alive so that he can prove his mettle against her.

    As a Jedi, Gigias has been successful and is an ace pilot and a dangerous lightsaber duelist. Most of his missions have consisted of freeing captives, helping rebellions, and infiltrating criminal organizations. His success record for these missions are mixed and he currently finds himself viewed by the Masters as a hazard that needs reigning in and discipline. Gigias has differing views from the council, but loyally serves the lightside.

    [image=http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x197/ForestJedi/Anime/Anime82.jpg]
     
  3. Kahn_Iceay

    Kahn_Iceay Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Mar 5, 2006
    GM post: Dade... realistically? Vincent shouldn't have done what we just did, its a tad... well... *shakes head* I'm not letting the training continue for the first day he's back. We're teetering on the edge of Gary Stu-ism and i'm not liking that with my characters. So in other words, I'm retconing your post to Dade and Greyst deciding that its enough for that day, they take Vincent to the quarters that are assigned to him. And He rests.

    Vincent Mikaru


    Vincent's body melded against the cushioned mattress of the bed. These weren't the same quarters he had used so long ago but they were the same dimensions. Someone had taken the time to painstakingly decorate the room with Vincent's belongings that had been in storage, and it felt quite nice to be in what he called home.

    He reached out onto the nightstand beside his bed and picked up the Datapad Greyst had told him about. It was very streamlined for a datapad, at least in his opinion. He tapped the screen and it light up. He instantly recognized the phoenix emblem of the Templars, but it rotated, like a coin, and the other side showed a golden emblem. A circle encasing a set of wings, with a symbol for infinity making up part of a starburst.

    The words 'Therali-Templar Institute' appeared on the screen before fading into a streamlined user-interface. It was real simple. It displayed his name, the time and date, which still bothered him, and several access functions. It also had a few things, which Greyst had called widgets, the only active one displaying an awaiting message. Curious, Vincent clicked on the notification and the message popped up.

    Repair and Refit Status Report
    To:
    Vincent Mikaru
    From: Twilight Temple Hanger, Maintenance Division
    Subject: TMSV-LS01-I01A Ivory Dagger Repair and Refit Report

    The TMSV-LS01-I01A Ivory Dagger's Repair and Refit cycle has been calculated and started. Kage Leviathan has requested Priority for this unit, this has been taken into consideration. Following is a list of repairs, refits, and additions that will take place.
    Eta 2.5 Vindicator Refit
    • Engine Replacement: 2 Astral Ion Drive units With Ion boosters. (See attached links)

    • Shield Replacement: Dragon mail Shielding System (See attached Links)

    • Weapons Refit Relocation: Ion cannons and Energy Torpedo Launchers relocated to starboard mounted 'weapon pod'

    • TAR-MK-III Addition: TAR-MK-III High Rotational Ballistic Gun mounted in Weapon pod (see attached files)

    • Body Refit: Aeternus body will be refited into a newer Vindicator body (See attached links)


    Astral Ion Drives
    Dragon Mail Shielding
    TAR-MK-III
    Refit Information


    ?A refit?? Vincent said out loud to no one but himself, ?Who authorized the refit?? The datapad beeped and a file became highlighted. ?Leonias Colcha?? Vincent paused, and stared blankly at the picture. ?He looks so much like Kev... Must be his grandson... I'll have to thank him when I get the time.? Vincent sighed, and closed the file. And was about to put the datapad up when on a whim he pulled up available music, and selected the sounds of a light thunderstorm. Pressing play and dimming the lights he laid back against the bed, and slowly drifted to sleep, and instead of nightmares, he dreamed of better times. Of training with Kev-Mas on Anothelis, back when things were less insane.

    Tag: Dade, you should post what your guys do for the night. We'll pick up come Sekot's sunrise ;)
     
  4. The Great No One

    The Great No One Jedi Grand Master star 8

    Registered:
    Jun 4, 2005
    IC: Vance Kar'dan/ Garden, First Floor/ Jedi Temple/ Corellia
    In Lake


    When Sera turned away, Vance nearly sighed. This would never do, maybe the Force had been saying something else? I guess I'll need to meditate on that more... But while his mind was elsewhere, the youngling dove under the water, going beneath him. Suddenly Vance's equilibrium was shattered, and Blades was trying not to suck water.

    Emerging from the water Kar'dan sputtered, and after regaining some breath roared with laughter. That was vaguely audacious. I like it. Grinning, he looked over the youngling a bit closer. Sera was obviously the careful sort as was shown by her gentle laughing, this was definitely not a bad thing. The blonde hair was a bit darker than normal due to the water, and her blue eyes sparkled.

    Slowly Vance stretched out with the Force, making sure that Neyva would sense it herself. Blue eyes met green eyes for a moment with the same spark resulting, before the Masters closed. Gently he delved her being, while the look had been a clear invitation to do the same in return. This was a way of getting a truer sense for who someone was as a person. A good heart, strong sense of morality and unafraid to stand up for those weaker than herself. All very good things, as was the strong will that was very readily apparent. That would obviously transfer to her being a very hard fighter, but one who still had much to learn.

    Vaguely Blade considered what she would likely find in him. Someone who knew his capabilities to the extreme, but prefered to rely upon words over the physical. A strong heart, but one that had been broken two years previously and was just finally beginning to be whole. Pain from the memory of a padawan whom he had ultimately failed, even though there was truly nothing that Vance could have done. It had simply been Nekto's time. Everyone agreed on this. A kind person, one who had decided to find enjoyment in life as possible and wasn't afraid to go against the council when he felt it was necessary.

    Opening his eyes again, Vance nodded very slowly. "You'll do," he mummured barely loud enough for her to hear. Louder, "If you will have me, I would like to oversee your training youngling. In short, I would like to take you on as my padawan Sera." It was a vaguely official situation, so Blade was extremely proper, regardless of the sheer absurdity of the situation occuring in a lake. Surely not how the youngling had pictured the situation, which made his lips quirk in a slight smile in amusement. Now all that was left was for her to respond.


    TAG: ARTEMIS

    :snoopy
     
  5. Chukles38

    Chukles38 Jedi Master star 5

    Registered:
    Jun 10, 2005
    IC: Alexander Rendush
    Jedi Temple

    Alex finished, and Rani seemed to take it well.... though Alex certainly was slightly embarrassed for having mentioned Leo as he had... but there was little to do. He hastily excused himself, trusting that Rani would make good use of her time. With that, he shoved the events of the morning from his mind and went about the work of collecting the other Council Members for the meeting. He had not specified a specific time, so he had to spend more time than normal to find them.

    Brutus was easy. This time of the day, Brutus was generally sparring, and a quick check of the surrounding training rooms confirmed that theory. The master was engaged in combat with several droids, and Alex waited for a slower moment to speak. "Pardon the interruption, Brutus, but the Council Meeting will begin in about a half an hour." He knew that the master was busy, and so Alex silent slid out of the room and left him to his sparring.

    Vance would be harder to find. Alex hadn't figured him out yet. The Council Member was all over the place, it seemed. However, as luck would have it, a passing youngling was able to inform Alexander that Vance was in the gardens, on the lower level. Thanking the young boy, Alex moved towards the glass sliding doors that led out to the gardens. Vance was not hard to find. He was floating in the water, conversing with a padawan, with his back turned to Alex. He moved to the edge of the lake and spied a smooth round rock on the shore, and a wicked idea came to Alex.

    He bent down and retrieved the rock. Speculatively, he bounced it in his hand, eyeballing the distance between him and Vance. Alex had always been good at skipping rocks, and with a flick of his wrist, he sent the rock skipping towards his friend's head. As the rock neared, Alex cupped his hands over his mouth and shouted. "Council meeting in thirty minutes!" He noticed Raven in the gardens as well, and as they made eye contact, she nodded to let him know that she heard. Alex then returned his attention to Vance to see what kind of havoc his rock had wreaked.

    TAG: Brutus, Trimaj, Tee, others
     
  6. The Great No One

    The Great No One Jedi Grand Master star 8

    Registered:
    Jun 4, 2005
    IC: Vance Kar'dan/ Garden, First Floor/ Jedi Temple/ Corellia
    In Lake


    Before Sera could respond, the Grandmaster decided to do something relatively evil. Inturpt them. With a rock. The shout of COUNCIL MEETING ringing through the air grabbed Vance's attention, making his head whip around towards the shore. Before a response could be framed the rock clipped just above the ear coming off of a surprisingly high bounce from that far away. Blade suspected the Force had been used somehow... but that thought was quickly replaced by the pain of having something hard connect with ones head.

    It wasn't enough to really hurt, but there was now a rather definite mark above his left ear with blood oozing out a little. The natural reaction took over and Vance grabbed at the offending mark, mock glaring at Alec. There would be hell to pay for it, make no mistake of that. This was just one in a long running "feud" between the two. In reality they were great friends, but they had a disturbing habit of pulling vaguely painful pranks on each other.

    Hollering in return, "THANK YOU KINDLY, I'LL BE RIGHT UP." It would simply not do to give Alec more satisfaction than that.

    Glancing at his hand, and not seeing much blood, Vance turned back to the padawan who had yet to respond. There was a vague look of horror on her face. "Oh, don't mind him. Alec is just in one of his childish moods." A sudden thought occured to him. I can bring my padawan to said meeting, should I choose to. It would be a good experience for her, I believe, and it would be a fairly simple way to tweak his nose. That settled in his mind, they were going to show up. Wet. Of course, that did assume Sera agreed to be taken on. "If you need more time to consider, that is understandable." He looked at her mildly, patiently.


    TAG: CHUCKLES, ARTEMIS

    :snoopy
     
  7. Teegirloo

    Teegirloo Jedi Grand Master star 6

    Registered:
    May 26, 2005
    Raven Lightstar
    The Lake near the Gardens, Jedi Temple

      Raven waited for a response from the young Twi'lek girl. There was a slight pause and during that time, Raven could see an insect scamper away as if it was running for it's freedom. Raven regarded the insect as she returned her focus to the girl.

      "Master ... Mistress ... Master Lightstar," the girl spoke, with a slight stutter, and much uneasiness, "you honor me with your presence."

      She gave a small, half bow to Raven, and then outstretch her hand in the direction of the insect she had just released.

      "I was just ... pondering the Force, and the counterintuitive nature it sometimes takes. What brings you to the gardens?"

      Raven tilted her head and said, "The force is much like the lake before us. Throw a pebble in to it and you will see the rippled effect of the currents. There is no control of where those currents go, but your actions whether small or large, right or wrong will expand much like the currents and have an effect through the force. "

      "Some say the force has a sense of humor, and to always expect the unexpected."


      Raven eyes peered toward the insect than back at the young girl. "The insect over there is no different than you and I. How do you think it felt being unable to exist in its normal state? To wield power over another does not always make you powerful. So you must ask yourself why you felt the need to be in the position of control over another. Was it really to see the growth within you at the expense of a weaker subject."

      "Remember child, we as Jedi wield great power through the force, but with power comes great responsibility."


      Raven gave the young girl a smile than added "As for what brings me here....well isn't obvious the flowers are in bloom, which means that there presence in the force is at the strongest, flourishing with a great renewal." her face lit up as she spoke. Of course Raven wasn't going to really say that it was to escape the thoughts of her husband falling to the darkside. No Raven was good and hiding her true feelings and would never let on to anyone that it was constantly on her mind.

      As Raven finished talking she heard a rock skip nearby. It was Master Rendush trying to get Master Kard'an's attention about the meeting. Raven gave a nod showing that she got the message than turned back to Lahsong.

      "If you will excuse me young one, I have a few things to take care of. Think about what I said. Good day to you."

      Raven nodded her head than headed back inside the main temple area.



    TAG: Inty
     
  8. artemis_fowl

    artemis_fowl Jedi Master star 4

    Registered:
    Apr 4, 2003
    IC as Sera Neyva
    Corellia; Jedi Temple; First Floor Gardens, Lake

    Sera watched with mirth as the Jedi Master emerged from the lake, cracking up in laughter. A wave of relief spread through her. Truth to be told, she wasn?t sure how her boldness would be taken and under ordinary circumstances, she wouldn?t have done it. But it was as though a hand was guiding her along, and her body had a will of it?s own. The girl was normally far from bold, her confidence, or lack thereof, keeping her actions in check. Daring seemed to be the right choice here though, judging from Master Kar?dan?s reaction.

    The Master appeared to be studying her intently as his eyes met hers. A small twitch, along with a light probing with the Force was felt. Sera stiffened at first, slightly uncomfortable with the intrusion. But looking at him, she saw a warmness in his eyes. It was enough to win her over.

    The youngling relaxed, allowing Master Kar?dan entry, herself reaching out in kind. She hadn?t done this before, probing someone?s being, and thus proceeded cautiously. Shutting her eyes, Sera let the Force take over. There was an ache within him, pain emanating from the loss of a former apprentice. An indomitable spirit, kind, wise. A diplomat, but an assured fighter, one aware of his limits. He wasn?t afraid to stand up for what he believed in, something the girl hoped he would find in her too.

    Sera pulled out slowly, the strong emotions overwhelming her. She had barely time to recover when Master Kar?dan threw out another bolt from the blue, offering to take her as his padawan. His tone was formal, a slight smirk gracing his lips. Taken by surprise, Sera stared at him, stunned. It was definitely not how she imagined it happening, in the middle of a lake, drenched to the bone. Her mind struggled to formulate a response, but before she could do so, there was a shout from behind.

    Grand Master Rendush?s holler of a council meeting directed her attention to him. A series of ripples formed on the surface of the lake, steadily moving in their direction. Too late, Sera realized what it was. She opened her mouth to warn Master Kar?dan, but it was in vain. The rock sliced the top of his ear, drawing a small stream of blood. Her hand shot up to her mouth, horror spreading over her soft features. The Jedi Master flung back a reply, before turning back to her. ?Oh, don't mind him. Alec is just in one of his childish moods." Nodding, the youngling was unsure of what to make of the Grand Master?s seemingly inappropriate behavior.

    Master Kar?dan was looking at her expectantly, waiting patiently for Sera to speak. "If you need more time to consider, that is understandable." Still wide-eyed, her mind snapped back to the recent proposal.

    ?Oh! I?m sorry?? Taking a deep breath, the girl spoke, a light smile blossoming. ?I don?t suppose it?s a common reward for flipping a council member over, but I would be honoured to train as your padawan, Master. I promise, I won?t let you down. I?ll train hard to become a great Jedi. I won?t?? Realizing that she was rambling, the newly minted padawan let her voice trail off, blushing. Her eyes twinkled in happiness, the reality of the situation only beginning to set in.


    Tag: Trimaj

     
  9. Darth_Brutus666

    Darth_Brutus666 Jedi Master star 4

    Registered:
    Dec 25, 2006
    IC: Brutus Crantilla
    Dueling Chambers

    The droids came fast, but Brutus was faster. He parried Green, and upercuts Blue, tearing his left leg off. Blue staggered and fell defeated. Meanwhile Green begins to spin his lightsaber along with purple and yellow. Brutus leaps up to the rafters of the dueling chamber, and pulls out another lightsaber. He ignites it, and a blue blade erupts. It was his first lightsaber, and Brutus knew he needed some practice using both if he were to master the art of Jar'Kai. Brutus jumps down into the corner. Suddenly the door opens and Grand Master Alex walked in. Brutus assumed that that meant the meeting would be soon.

    "Pardon the interruption, Brutus, but the Council Meeting will begin in about a half an hour."

    "I will only be a moment Master" Brutus replyied as Alex left the room again. Fillinghimself up with the force, Brutus charged the three remaining droids, and began attacking them. Suddenly Green was no more, then Purple, and finally yellow. The dust cleared revealing Brutus knealing with his hands outstreched backwards still holding the lightsabers. Satisfied with the training session, Brutus smirked. He gathered his robes, and heads for the door.

    Brutus returns to his room to use the sonic shower. While inside Brutus pondered, Should he take another padawan? His last was killed in a most horrific manner, and Brutus did not want that to happen again. Leaving the question unanswered, Brutus leaves the shower, redresses in fresh robes, and heads to the council meeting.

    TAG: Chuckles, anyone I might pass in the hallways.
     
  10. The Great No One

    The Great No One Jedi Grand Master star 8

    Registered:
    Jun 4, 2005
    OOC: BAH! BAH i say. had quite a bit of a post done, and accidently hit the back button on my mouse... that is immearsurably irritating.

    IC: Vance Kar'dan/ Garden, First Floor/ Jedi Temple/ Corellia
    In Lake


    Apparently the Grandmasters most recent indiscretion still had her attention rather firmly. It was a lesson that all padawans learned sooner or later, and it went against almost everything that they had been taught. There was a second lesson, should one take the time to consider it. As to the more readily apparent, a Jedi is supposed to be calm, collected and always serene. They never play jokes, crack up laughing or seem to enjoy life. All of which was true, as far as it went. The real problem was that Jedi were people too, and had all of the foibles that went with that distinction.

    Apologizing, a glow spread across Seras face as a smile claimed her lips. The rambling started as the realization of the moment finally started to sink in, then just as suddenly the newly minted Padawans mouth snapped shut and crimson covered the previously glowing cheeks. A chuckle nearly escaped Vance' mouth, but he managed to stifle it. Lightly, the Master patted Seras shoulder. "We all react like that to one degree or another. We are mere mortals, despite all of the tales you may here to the contrary." There was a twinkle in his eye as Kar'dan said this. Leaning in conspiratorially his voice changed to a mock whisper "And no, normally this wouldn't be your reward for flipping a Master, but we'll let it slide... Just this once." Pulling back a grin had fully claimed the expression on his face.

    Making a rather failed attempt at being solemn, Vance said "Your first lesson, don't let the expectations that you build up distract you from reality because they inevitably end up different. Your current situation is a very good example. I have yet to meet the youngling who dreams of being taken on swimming in a lake." Chuckling at a memory, the rich sonorous voice continued "That certainly wasn't the case with me. If memory serves, I was supposed to have saved the Grandmaster from being burned by a falling coffee mug with one hand, and with the other fended off a malignant bowl of soup aimed for his lap." All decorum gone he laughed at the sheer absurdity of the scene. "Can you imagine exactly where my head would have to be to have performed such an act of heroism?" Shaking his head, "The reality was drastically different. I was meditating in the gardens, studying a flower so intently that I was completely neglecting my surroundings. Along came Master Kerwin, who all of the younglings had trouble respecting for varied reasons. Kerwin had an extreme interest in horticulture, and thus was I doomed by a simple flower because I simply didn't have the heart to turn him down. As it turned out, Master Kerwin was a highly respectable individual, and I never dreamed how much would be learned from that apprenticeship." Absently he glanced at a chrono and started. Time had passed far too quickly.

    "Hmm... I seem to have lost track of the time." An impish grin spread across the rugged face, a mischievous twinkle taking a very firm hold of his piercing blue eyes. "How would you like to help me tweak Alec's nose?" Vance was about to break two customs, not that he really cared either way. But for one he needed his padawan on board, because if she was unwilling he wouldn't drag Sera to what was likely to be just another boring meeting. It was a bit of a reversal from his earlier thought that it was happening regardless, but should Sera decide she wanted sometime to think and process there were other things that could be done to their most beloved Grandmaster. Blades hope, however, was that Sera would be interested. And the odds were high that she would learn something by attending.


    TAG: ARTEMIS

    OOC2:
    need to hear back from sinre before the madness can start.

    also, we masters seem to have a very sad padawan death ratio...:p that's three of four currently playing,
     
  11. Chukles38

    Chukles38 Jedi Master star 5

    Registered:
    Jun 10, 2005
    lol. I had noticed that........ on a different note, Trimaj's sith needed a counterpart so...........


    SINRE APPROVED!!!!

    Name: Unknown
    Alias (If Any): Lola, ?Lil Lola
    Age: 17
    Species: Human
    Gender: Female
    Homeplanet: Unknown
    Height: 5? 3?
    Weight: 109 lbs

    General Description: Lola dresses in a skin-tight black suit with a crimson streak down the center. Her boots are a glossy black and come halfway up her calves. Her waist is adorned by a decorative gold belt, and her lightsaber is almost always seen hanging from it. She?s petite, but very curvatious, and her suit highlights that well. Her hair is a rich brown and falls down to between her shoulder blades. She is an extremely beautiful young woman. Her eyes are honey colored like her master?s. However, she has a very good complexion in contrast to Lolarus.

    Personality: She is hardly ever seen to be serious. She always has a smile on her face, and even in life and death situations, she jokes and seems completely carefree. She is extremely flirty, and loves to play with men?s emotions. However, she is extremely protective of her master, and anyone who tries to harm him while she is around had best beware.

    Affiliation: Sith
    Rank: Apprentice

    Weapon Description: A Lola-exclusive HMRGN-17. It looks like a large handheld blaster, but shoots a compressed shock wave that slams into the target and then dissipates, leaving few exterior injuries.
    Lightsaber Description: The handle is gold plated, and looks more decorative than utilitarian. However, it works for her. The blade is a pale orange.
    Fighting Style: While she does not practice a set style, her fighting is much more established than her master?s. She makes use of her body in particular, flaunting what she has. However, contrary to her cheerful and ridiculous bimbo attitude, when her normal dueling style fails to win, she is coldly precise and controlled, utilizing a form very similar to Makashi.

    Biography: Little is known of Lola. She simply showed up one day with her Master and has never left. She is hardly seen more than twenty feet from Darth Lolarus. While she is a rather accomplished force user and duelists, she hides it well, and few people take her as more than a beautiful floozy that her master keeps around for reasons that are widely up to speculation.



    OOC: Yes, I know this is three characters. The last one, I promise. :p
     
  12. The Great No One

    The Great No One Jedi Grand Master star 8

    Registered:
    Jun 4, 2005
    OOC: sorry for this, but something just hit me... i've been using a character from a different game's name for you chuckles... *shakes head* wow... how in the world did i manage that one...

    another note, you are crazy. i would just like this made onto a record. although i'm guessing you're not actually in many other games ATM, which i suppose would make it a bit easier. i still love the name, BTW.:p

    :snoopy
     
  13. SWBob

    SWBob Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Registered:
    Jun 19, 2003
    Sinre Approved.

    Name: Darth Idoneus
    Alias: Bob Hoget
    Order/Affiliation: Dominion of the Sith
    Rank: Sith Lord
    Age: 75, but with the body of a 40 year old.
    Gender: Male
    Species: Human
    Home world: Ord Mantell but raised on Togoria
    Languages: Togorian, Basic, some Huttese
    Appearance: See pic at end
    Height: 5' 11'' (1.8 Meters)
    Weight: 175 lbs (79.4 kg)
    Build: Muscular but not muscle bound
    Hair: Brown goatee
    Eyes: Brown
    Skin: Slightly tanned
    Markings: None

    Clothing: His Sith armor is a black and red brest plate with a customized Sith symbol on the left shoulder. His legs are covered by black armor that end in sturdy boots. To protect his legs more, he wears a grey kama over his leg armor. All of his armor has been created using Sith Alchemy, making his armor lightsaber resistant. It will still be cut by a direct hit, he does not have to worry about grazes, or glancing blows.

    Weapons & Equipment:
    -Gauntlets made of Phrik alloy
    -Single red Lightsaber
    -One Specialized Sith Sword
    -A couple thud a razor bugs collected durring the Yuuzhan Vong War

    Droid: Flash
    -Fist sized housing
    -Small micro repulsors for movement
    -Voice modulator to speak but prefers to stay sighlent unless talked directly to
    -Variety of consealed security cracking devices
    -Can plot Nav Courses
    -Can fly ship by its self
    -Can even perform rudamentery combat menuvers
    -Lack the restrictors that prevent droids from taking lives

    Personal Ship: A Twi'lek Chir'daki aquired by Twi'lek friend.
    -Twin Ion Engines, tweaked by sith mechanics to be up to 100 ABY Standards
    -Four laser cannons
    -Two torpedo lauchers in the original Tie's laser slots
    -Predator-class shields
    -Class 1 Hyperdrive

    Lightsaber Description:
    Hilt: Matte black
    Blade Color: Deep Red. Just lighter than blood red.
    Lightsaber Fighting Form: Form II Makashi

    Sith Sword Description
    -Looks like a sword that has been broken into pecies but the peices are connected by a cord of mandalorian iron to form a whip.
    -With the push of a button, the cord retracts, and turns the whip into a conventional sword.
    -Honed by Sith Alchemy to be able to with stand lightsaber strikes.

    Pet Hssiss
    Name: Quila
    Description: Slightly larger than a normal hssiss, Quila has been altered by Sith Alchemy to be stonger, faster and quite diffrent than the standard hssiss.
    Enhancments
    -Ability to cloak himself with the force, same as standard hssiss. Often used to spy on others, even some lower to medium level force users, those high powered ones can sense something is ammiss.
    -Spines and teeth that secrete a venom, much in the same fashion as a fang.
    -Skin that is lightsaber resistant.
    -Completely loyal to Darth Idoneus.

    Bio/History: His father and mother were Corilian smugglers. Durring their journeys they saved a Trogorian male named Hargh. They had their first child Bob on a space station over Ord Mantell. A month after his parents went down on the planet to complete a deal to get a great supply run to Nal Hutta. They were betrayed by their associates and were killed. Upon hering this Hargh took Bob back to his home planet feeling an obligation to his parents for saving his life.

    Hargh raised Bob as any other Togorian. He taught him how to hunt, be steathly, and to work as part of a team. He befriended a Mosgoth named Flip. He would ride him when ever he wasnt on a hunt. When Hargh thought he was old enough he told him of his parents death. This was what propted him to join the G.F.F.A. He wanted to stop people that would kill over something as small as a shipping contract.

    He joined in 41ABY. This was at the start of the Second Corellian Crisis. His skills at stealth and his keen eyesight made him perfect for the commando squads. He joined Page's Commandos in 42 ABY. He became one of their best infiltraitors and snipers. This was where he met one of his best friends. A Twi'lek named Bask'koo. Durring a mission that went afoul he had to pilot the squad out of occupied teritory. Even with out ever flying a military s
     
  14. darthcaedus1138

    darthcaedus1138 Force Ghost star 5

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    Oct 13, 2007
    Character Sheet

    Name: Aeric Jenth
    Alias (If Any): None
    Age: 23
    Species: Human
    Gender: Male
    Height: 5?11
    Weight: 170

    General Description:
    Eyes: hazel, brown/green
    Hair: Long and dark brown, falling to his shoulders to high back

    Dress: White, flowing robes, and a slick black jumpsuit for piloting fighter craft

    Affiliation: Templars of Twilight
    Rank: Genin

    Behavior: Aeric is a fairly young(compared to Dade) male who wants, if anything, to know what must be done to bring balance to the Force. He is currently a Genin, and apprenticed to Dade Leviathan, and wants to improve his skills in lightsaber combat and martial arts, but also advance his understanding what it means to wield the Force.

    Lightsaber/Weapon Description: One green lightsaber, one blue, not to be used at once yet
    Fighting Style: A combination of both the martial art he?s learning(Tsurugi Enkatsu) and what he already has picked up.

    Biography: Aeric was born on 77 aby to two parent who couldn?t raise him. He grew up in an orphanage, but was fortunate enough at 6 years of age to be plucked from his home and given to foster family. The family raised him until the age of 15, in which he then ran from his home. Using the new-found Force powers that had driven him from his home, he stole pocket credits from passersby to eventually buy a small, broken down Eta-2 Light Interceptor starship. Doing odd-jobs wherever he could find work, he came into enough money to buy the parts necessary to upgrade his ship to be hyperspace capable. By this time, he was 20 years old, he arrived at the Jedi Academy on Ossus.

    Finally where he truly belonged, Aeric exceeded at his studies, but found it monotonous and lacking. He exceeded at Form I, and was proficient at several of the basic Force techniques, Push, Pull, Grip, and Persuade. After learning the basics of Jedi training, he realized that none of it felt right, so he left, and flew out to the Unknown Regions, looking for some kind of fulfillment. He was approached by a messenger of the Templars of Twilight, who requested he train on Zonoma Sekot. After flying his ship to the living planet, Aeric took up residence on the planet. By the age of 23, he was found by a messenger for the Templars, and was given the temporary location of the the world where the Templars of Twilight resided. Joining their ranks as a Genin, he is currently under the tutelage of Dade Leviathan.

     
  15. MarcusDade

    MarcusDade Jedi Master star 4

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    GM POST: Everyone read darthcaedus1138's character sheet as saying 'Dade Leviathan' in the place of 'Marcus Dade.' Nobody knows that Dade's real name is Marcus Dade, save for Greyst. Nobody else currently in the Templars knows that he used to go by a different name. Unless your character is somehow as old as Dade, and was in the Jedi with him, or with him before he became a Sith, they would not know his true name. Caedus, you should have checked with me to see if you could have put Marcus Dade in your sheet instead of Dade Leviathan, especially since my character sheet made it clear that his real name is known by very few people, i.e. one person other than himself. Next time, check with me on things pertaining to my character's name.
     
  16. darthcaedus1138

    darthcaedus1138 Force Ghost star 5

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    Sorry about that....Editing now.
     
  17. MarcusDade

    MarcusDade Jedi Master star 4

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    Apr 5, 2006
    Dade Leviathan and Greyst Denali
    Temple of Twilight; Kage's Chambers; Zonama Sekot

    "He needs time to rest, Marcus," Greyst said softly, one of Dade's nubian cigars smoking in between two large fingers. His cloak had been cast onto the large couch in Dade's quarters and his lightsaber still hung from his belt. In fact, he rarely took it off. He could not rely on the aggressive areas of the force like Dade was able to. "I realize he has a burning ache for revenge, but if you keep training him like this, he's going to die by far less malevolent forces than a Sith." Taking a puff of the cigar and letting the smoke waft from his mouth up into the air, he moved over to the balcony, where Dade was sitting in a comfortable but simple Bantha hide recliner, a nubian cigara burning between between his lips, as Svet and Kalu slept by his feet. "Are you even listening to me?" Greyst asked when Dade didn't even acknowledge his previous statement.

    "Of course," Dade said calmly as he took a drag upon the cigara and inhaled slowly before exhaling, the smoke rising into the clear, Sekotan air. "I realize today was intense, but he must realize two things: Firstly, he must realize that revenge against Insipid cannot be a reason to fight. Use it for the inner fire yes, but he cannot let it be his reason for going after the Sith lord, or else his lust for revenge will consume him. I know this better than anyone here. Secondly, he must realize that he must train hard and quickly if he wishes to defend himself. He has spent the last 50 years in a forced sleep, and you know as well as I do that the galaxy is currently in a stale mate of aggression. One spark on any side, and the entire galaxy could erupt into an all out force war that we haven't seen since the Great Sith War nearly four thousand years ago."

    Greyst sighed, leaning up against the railing of the balcony before taking another puff of the cigar between his fingers. "I can understand your reasons, Marcus. I do not agree with your methods." They had had arguments like this many times. Where Dade was doing something that Greyst saw the need for, but didn't agree in which the act was being done. Greyst wouldn't say that Dade's methods were unsound, or that they were cruel. Sometimes they were just too extreme for Greyst's tastes. It wasn't surprising. Despite being the leader of the Fire warriors, Greyst was not keen to watch people train harder than they needed to, or do things the hard way when an easier and much simpler way was available.

    "My methods get results," Dade said calmly, no hint of combativeness in his voice. Greyst sighed. "I agree Marcus," he said, taking a final puff on his cigar before crushing it out in the ashtray nearest him, "But sometimes there are other ways to get your results." Dade knew Greyst was right. He would never admit it, but he knew the Gen'dai was right. Despite Dade's age, Greyst was already far older and knew far more. One had to wonder why he wasn't Kage instead of Dade. The true answer was that he never wanted to be. Greyst had only taken the position of Fire Warriors because Dade had made the argument there was nobody who could do the job better, since Greyst was the one who practically invented the caste.

    Sighing, Dade took another drag on his cigara before crushing that out as well in the same ashtray Greyst had used a few seconds before. "I will make things easier for him."

    "Thank you," Greyst replied, picking up his cloak from the couch and sliding it back on. "I'll see you in the morning. I will make sure to send a message to Vincent on the datapad I gave him that our training will be at the entrance to the temple, Tomorrow."

    Dade simply nodded and scratched Kalu behind his ear, who opened one sleepy eye at his master before lazily closing it again. "Perhaps todays training was too much," he said to himself, somehow trying to convince himself that going easier on Vincent from now on was his idea, and not Greyst's. Sighing, he got up from his chair and moved into the quarters where he lay down on his bed before abs
     
  18. Kahn_Iceay

    Kahn_Iceay Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Mar 5, 2006
    GM Post


    Dade stood quietly at the edge of the hanger midway up the temple. The mist from the night and morning dew blanketed the forests before him, to the point of looking like a grey motionless sea. The subtle sweet smell of Nubian cigars wafted around him, almost like a cologne. Dade was obviously waiting, to those with a keen eye. Most would see a calm man, but those who could read him could tell he was anticipating something.

    And that something was descending through the atmosphere of Sekot. An Eta-2 Actis, an extremely unusual sight, especially among Templars who used their own variants called the Eta-2.5 Aeternus or the Vindicator, made its way quietly towards the temples hanger. The Pilot, the young Genin Aeric Jenth, returning from a training mission to Anothelis. A month of intense training in the worlds dense forests to increase his endurance among other things.

    Dade pulled the cigara from his mouth and flicked it out, packing the remains in a special case in his pocket. He'd been awaiting the Genin's return, for thirty minutes now and was about as close to antsy as Dade got. Turning on his heel, Dade proceeded farther into the hanger, where he'd wait for his Genin to land.



    Tag: Dade, Caedus1138

    - - -

    Vincent Mikaru

    Vincent sat in the empty and quiet arboretum, having finished his breakfast of a nutrient bar, and drink five minutes before. He was dressed for training today, loose black pants, and a shirt, his entire upper torso wrapped in bandages, mostly for his wound. His forearms and hands were wrapped too, to prevent injury. His hair was combed to stay out of the way, but not in a normally unnatural style.

    The belt he wore was loose, it would stay on him through most movements, but it wasn't secured to his pants so it would be easy to pull off if needed. The lightsaber hung from his belt, sitting at an angle as it half rested on the stone he was sitting one. He had been thinking over breakfast, was revenge really what he wanted to define his life?

    Was it really worth putting all other things behind? Not even Kev-Mas in his anger would put revenge before his life as a Templar. He shouldn't give up revenge, he'd need it to keep himself going for what was needed, but he shouldn't let it rule his life. Vincent took a deep breath and sighed ?Kev, why the hell did you have to be an idiot and take on that squadron yourself? I really could use you now.?

    There was no answer, he hadn't expected one. Wanted maybe, but he didn't expect. Rising quietly he made his way towards the Temple entrance. The large, vine covered entrance made way to a large set of natural stairs making its way down into the worlds forests. He remembered, in times long past, going out into the words at night, while it rained, and just camp. But it wasn't the woods that took his attention now, it was the large mass that was Greyst waiting quietly. ?I would hope that after keeping you waiting for 52 years that I'm not late for morning training.?

    Tag: Dade
     
  19. darthcaedus1138

    darthcaedus1138 Force Ghost star 5

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    Oct 13, 2007
    Aeric Jenth

    Aeric flicked a few switches on his customized Eta-2 Actis Interceptor starfighter. 20 minutes ago, his small versatile starfighter had exited hyperspace, detached from its hyperspace ring, and entered the atmosphere of Sekot. His trainig on Anothelis had been harsh, but he had learned much about survival. If anything, it excited him. Out in nature, he had felt at ease, at rest with the wilderness around him, even as it started to devour him. Sekot, a living planet, was a welcome feeling, a feeling of home. It was the feeling of a partner fighting side by side with him, or the camaraderie he shared with his astromech droid. Prepping his ship for landing in the Templar Hangar, Aeric moved his neck back and forth, stretching out any cricks he'd had from piloting for a number of hours. Sweat grazed up and down his black flightsuit, and he activated his landing gear to set down at the hangar. Springing his cockpit open, he jumped out, trying to find a crew member.

    Making sure his ship was in good hands with the Templar's Hangar crew, Aeric sent a short coded message to R2-T4 to wait for him to return. With a contented sigh, he brushed off a few needles from his flight suit, preparing himself to go before his master. Aeric walked through the hangar to see his master, Dade Leviathan. Approaching Dade, he gave a curt bow, and said

    "Good day Master. My mission went well. I learned much about life's balance, and feel more at ease with the Force."

    Once in Dade's perimeter, the first thing that struck Aeric was the strong musk of cigarra smoke and what he believed to be Correlian Ale. The smell burned his nose, but he was used to the pungent aura. In fact, he had come to recognize this as Dade's scent, and he had unconsciously linked Dade with this smell.

    Smirking, Aeric looked up at his master, expecting either a retort or remark.

    Tags: Dade
     
  20. Sinrebirth

    Sinrebirth Mod-Emperor of the EUC, Lit, RPF and SWC star 10 Staff Member Manager

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    Nov 15, 2004
    IC: Emperor Fel
    Imperial Palace, Bastion

    The Emperor looked down at Zayl, and recalled what had led the man here. The Jedi Order had failed him, had been failing the galaxy for years. With the internal issues in the Jedi Order, the young man had found his way to the Imperial Knights. As the Jedi squabbled from Ossus and Coruscant about their place, the Empire pushed for many more worlds, the Emperor busy keeping the Moffs under control, and preventing the Knights from taking control. It was during those dark days that the Cold War truly kicked off, the Tapani Lords enticing a Sith faction from hiding and numerous systems erecting Jedi Academies within their sectors, to become independent of reliance upon the Jedi.

    The Empire had set the precedent with the Imperial Knights, and the Emperor felt responsible for the terror which had split the galaxy. Fleets were irrelevant if you controlled the Force, was the prevailing philosophy, a wing of Jedi quantified as worth half a fleet. In a Jedi Order numbering hundreds, if not thousands, the Jedi were the most heavily armed faction in the galaxy; that had to be equalised.

    And so the Emperor was looking at a Jedi turned Imperial Knight. The Jedi whom became Knights were fervent in their support of the light, while those raised within the Empire were more prone to crossing the line into darkness. That was not disallowed, entirely, but it alienated elements within his Empire, and that was dangerous.

    However, such uncorruptable tools had their uses, in the dark alleys of the galaxy, where less pure Imperial Knights would fall. The issues over at Lea Monde were indication enough of that, he believed. As such, he addressed the Knight first, and not the soldier.

    "Rise, my apprentice. We have a mission for you."

    The Emperor gestured, an Adjunct emerging from behind a curtain. "The Tapani and Senex sectors have declared their allegiance to the Sith in the Force Cold War. There is no doubt they shall seek to take advantage of the issues in the galaxy to inspire violence. As such, his Imperial Majesty seeks you to travel to the Senex sector and destroy the slaving operations there. Your mission is to appear a Jedi. It is believed by our analysts that if the Sith focus their efforts upon the Jedi, it will hasten their unification and allow them to resolve the crisis better - the slow reconsolidation of the Jedi has dragged out this crisis, and the Jedi being restored to power will solve the war."

    "We are affording you a great deal of discretion, young apprentice. We have faith in your allegiance to us," the Emperor intoned, linking his fingers. "Do you accept our burden?"


    TAG: Sarge221, Kahn
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    IC: Darth Insipid
    Sith Temple, Nyssa

    ?My Master. Welcome home. What is thy bidding??

    Insipid didn?t even look at Damon, his irritation leaking into the Force. ?Come. Follow me.?

    Lord Insipid led Damon down the corridors of the Sith Temple, towards the meeting room. He spoke, aloud, explaining his actions. ?The Dominion of Darkness was formed from the remaining Dark Jedi of the Empire, after the Emperor died at Endor. While some Prophets of the Dark Side fled, a few remained, forming a new Prophets, just as much as several Inquisitors fled, and some remained. Those remnants were weak within the Empire, their power marginalised by Iceheart.?

    ?As usually happens when darksiders are disenfranchised, we rebelled, and sought to take the Empire for our own. In less than half a year we were defeated, and fled back to the Senex sector with our ?Dark Lord?, Lord Garonnin, with numerous Sith artefacts we could not even access.?
    Insipid turned a corner, gesturing a gaggle of apprentices into a wall, as they were in his way. ?Eventually we discovered Holocrons inclined to teach us, and became true Sith. By the time I joined, we had engaged in civil war in the dark corners of the galaxy, and gone through
     
  21. Chukles38

    Chukles38 Jedi Master star 5

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    Jun 10, 2005
    IC: Alexander Rendush
    Jedi Temple


    Alexander chuckled as his friend glared and yelled back at him. "THANK YOU KINDLY, I'LL BE RIGHT UP." Alex just shook his head and wandered away, laughing quietly. He knew that there would be retribution. There always was. However, he loved it. Luckily, he had managed to keep his padawan out of this little "feud" the two had, but he wondered how long that would last. Alex did find it good that Vance was being so social with a padawan. This may bode well for both of them. If Vance took on a padawan, it would help to keep him out of Alex's hair.... unless this padawan wished to help her master..... Alex shuddered, and prayed to any god that he had ever heard of that young Sera was not a criminal mastermind.

    He shoved that from his mind, however, as he had far more important things to think about. He quickly made his way to a turbolift and took it to the third floor. The ride was quick, and before he knew it, Alex was on his way to his quarters. He arrived, and opened his doors. He had a large suit that was simply mixed into the other rooms that the various other Jedi occupied. He did not wish to separate himself from his brethren and sisters. The room was filled with various items he had picked up in his travels, and looked little like a Grand Master's room should look like. However, he knew that with three children, Raven's must look worse, so he didn't mind. It was a one-bedroom apartment. Rani had lived in a two bedroom apartment with him when she first became his padawan, but due to certain issues that she felt needed to be brought up, Alex had decided it would make life much easier were he to simply have his room altered. She now occupied the small but nice dorm adjacent to Alex's.

    The Grand Master, quickly took a shower, threw on his more formal robes, and left his apartment. He never locked the door, so it merely shut behind him and he was off. To get to the Council chambers was simple. He took the lift to the fourth floor archives, and then moved to the sealed door that lead to The Bridge--a covered bridge that was just under half of the gardens in length and lead to the Council pod that was situated over the magnificent Gardens. Both the Bridge and the Pod were heavily fortified, and it would take a lot to make either of them fall from their position.

    As he left the Bridge, he entered the large antechamber, and saw the two Jedi Knights that were guarding the Chambers at the moment. In the Early history of the Order on Corellia, there had been issues with the security of the Temple and the Council Pod in particular. To help stop this, two guards were always on duty on the Council Pod two hours prior to and during any Council meeting, rotating so that the distribution was even. There was a corpse of 20 Knights who had been found acceptable and trustworthy enough for the task, and so time on duty was not all too frequent. Today, it was a certian Knight Dillen Rodtgur and Knight Cambria Secura. Alex was not too familiar with Dillen, but Cambria had caught his eye... though not in a way of which Rani would disapprove. The female twi'lek had performed very well on any mission she had been sent on, and was a skilled pilot. She was a rising star in the Order, and Alex liked to keep a particularly close eye on those Jedi.

    He gave a brief nod to each of the guards, as well as the receptionist--a non-Jedi from Coronet named Janice that they had screened for close to three months before employing. With that, Alex entered the Chambers. the Council Chambers looked similar to those on the Ancient temple of Coruscant. The room was round, but with more of a pod shape, the walls angling up to meet each other around the perimeter. Transparesteel plates dotted the ceiling, letting the natural sunlight come in and fill the room in an unobtrusive way. Around the bottom of the pod were transparasteel plates that lent for a very comprehensive view of the Gardens below. There was a circle of eleven comfortable chairs, though only five of those were in
     
  22. blubeast1237

    blubeast1237 Jedi Master star 5

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    Apr 10, 2007
    OOC: Gigias' lightsaber art is Form V

    Gigias Henruliken
    -Mrlsst


    Jedi Knight Henruliken looked down over the Mrlsst landscape as he took his ship over the Academy one last time before soaring towards the sky, burning through the atmosphere. The council would be pleased that aiding the Mrlssi with their asteroid troubles. The problem had mainly been with the asteroids beginning to turn off track, endangering the space stations and the planet itself. After that was managed, he set about helping with the drilling of raw materials. That part wasn't in his mission, but he had added it on so he could study at the illustrious Academy.

    Gigias had heard about the Mrlssi through legends, though knowing that they actually existed of course. The legends sprouted from their vast knowledge of the galaxy and science. Many different species had come past the Mrlssi in their history, leaving traces of their existence and information about their respective peoples. He thought that the legends would just be exaggerations, but to the contrary, they were understatements as he learned that the knowledge that the planet held entirely rivaled the Jedi Archives.

    Needless to say, he was not eager to bid farewell. The council needed Knights at the Temple more than ever as some of the Jedi were starting to see dark futures, so he wasn't surprised when they called him back. Gigias wondered why the Force never gave him visions other than Battle Precognitions. He was far from sagelike, but he didn't like to think of himself as just a Warrior. A Jedi Warrior is what he had become nevertheless. He didn't seek battle, but welcomed it without much thought for diplomatic solutions.

    Settling back as he reached a hyperspace lane entrance, the Force rose up inside the cockpit like steam and Gigias activated the freighter's hyperdrive and launched onto the lane. Unstrapping the webbing, Gigias rose and walked to his newly designed study, littered with books that the Mrlssi Academy had given him showing their thanks. This freighter had become his home in recent years. He would need to find time to go to Kalee.

    Tag: Tee
     
  23. Sarge221

    Sarge221 Jedi Grand Master star 5

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    Sep 9, 2006
    IC: Zayl
    Bastion, The Imperial Palace


    "Rise, my apprentice. We have a mission for you."


    Mission, Zayl had repeated to himself while he slowly rose to his feet from his knelt position, his hands dropping to his sides, his back straightening, amber eyes staring forward. Despite a mission no doubt being one of the reasons why he was called in, it still surprised him a little nonetheless. Though all that was possibly left for him was the actual knighting ceremony, he was still officially an apprentice and he figured that it was still going to be a long while for that ceremony, whether because of his age or his previous allegiances.

    So is this a chance to prove myself? Zayl questioned to himself while he turned to the adjunct to listen to what this mission held.

    "Your mission is to appear a Jedi. It is believed by our analysts that if the Sith focus their efforts upon the Jedi, it will hasten their unification and allow them to resolve the crisis better - the slow reconsolidation of the Jedi has dragged out this crisis, and the Jedi being restored to power will solve the war."

    Zayl kept himself from revealing any signs of a reaction to the mission parameters. He had actually thought that the Empire would wish to take advantage of the hamstrung Jedi but actually pushing to unify the Jedi was a little bit of a surprise. Yes, this Empire had managed to set itself far from the previous image of the Empire years ago that Zayl had read in his history books. Whether that was because of the Empire itself - including the Moffs - or just Emperor Fel was the question.

    Either way, it looks like he had chosen correctly when he decided to sever his ties with the Jedi Order.

    "We are affording you a great deal of discretion, young apprentice. We have faith in your allegiance to us. Do you accept our burden?"

    Amber eyes flicked back over to the Emperor and in response to his question, Zayl brought his right fist that was clad in pure cortosis across his chest and slapped it against his left shoulder before bowing. "It will be done, my lord."

    Already Zayl was making plans in his mind before he had even said that he would. He had few possessions with him when he first joined the Imperial Knights but what he did have were not only his old Jedi robes but also his old lightsaber. He had thought that he would have to destroy either one or both when he joined the Empire but he managed to keep them in a footlocker collecting dust. If this plan involved going undercover, Zayl was going to have to substitute his standard Imperial Knight saber for his old one. Just switching the crystals to produce a different blade wasn't going to work; the silvered hilt was standard for all Knights and if anyone recognized it the ruse could end right there.

    His robes should still be able to fit him as well. It had only been three years since he had last worn them but he was sure that they would fit.

    TAG: Sinrebirth, Kahn
     
  24. The Great No One

    The Great No One Jedi Grand Master star 8

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    Jun 4, 2005
    SINRE APPROVED

    Ship Name: Harlas Quip

    Stats can be found Here.

    Modifications from link: Hyperdrive is now a 1.0 class.

    The missiles have been changed out to a degree. One full set, the launcher on the left, is equipped with a type of gas that stimulates the pleasure center of the brain to a degree that will cause death by either laughter or screaming.

    The missiles in the right launcher have been altered as well, in that half of them are duds that simply send out a broadband comm message saying "Bang". These missiles are inserted randomly through out the right launcher, half of them being real the other half dud.

    Inside is where most of the changes have been made. Instead of cabin space, many rooms have been turned into places for inventions, labs of some sort, or storage space since Lolarus simply doesn't need to be able to carry 100 passengers aboard the ship. As a result the consumables are bumped up to around a 6 month supply. One room is also a torture chamber/cell.

    As of right now there are only three cabins, one for Lolarus, one for Lola and one for any surprise guests they don't want to maim, torture or kill.

    There is also a living room type area next to the galley, with varied entertainment devices.

    All of the guns and weapons are linked to the co-pilots station, and can be accessed from the cockpit.

    [image=http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/8/87/TL-1200_transport.jpg]

    I may change the coloring of it at some point, but for now assume it's a dark purple one of those.

    Lolarus Character Sheet Addendum

    He is a more than capable pilot, one who is not afraid to use the Force in combat.

    OOC: Now... the fun begins.[face_devil] Everything I'm going to do is being run through sinre and has been approved. I would just like this noted at the beginning of the characters use. All ideas, however, are mine or chuckles.

    IC: Darth Lolarus/ Harlas Quip/ Landing Bay in the Undercity/ Coruscant


    Dark. It was very dark where the pale man sat. For some reason the dark was extremely appealing, soothing as it were. That and one never knew what exactly was in the dark. Imagination had a startling tendency to run rampant there, and for most beings it tended to the more unpleasant side of things. For whatever reason, this wasn't the case for him. Or more accurately, that side of the imagination was a large part of where the pale man lived. Coming up with new ways for the ultimate joke to be played upon unwitting subjects, contriving more amusing terrors. In short Death was the joke, one simply had to figure out the most... appropriate means to play it. Destruction came as a very close second, after all every being in the galaxy spent their time building things up, trying to bring order to a naturally chaotic existence. Short of killing someone, what better joke was there than to tear it all down?

    Oh, it was about to all come crashing down. And what made it even more delicious was that no one knew who was going to be responsible until HE decided they should know. A giggle fit captured the pale man, and it rang out through the dark like a siren's call. It beckoned chaos to come, for mayhem to descend. Those beings who so hungered for order were about to have their worlds turned completely on end, and it was all going according to his plan. The punch line had been a long time in coming. Five years actually. Five years of planning, plotting and executing. Oh how the other Sith had scorned him. But Lolarus knew they were afraid. Even they were beings of order, inherently seeking to build an empire of their own. Quite frankly, he didn't give a damn. Building was boring. Building was mundane. Building... was the lightsaber that hung on his built. That was it's name, also what it was. The toy model that had been used to construct it had been painted purple. Somehow it just felt right to kill things, or destroy things, with Building. After all, it is what eve
     
  25. Chukles38

    Chukles38 Jedi Master star 5

    Registered:
    Jun 10, 2005
    IC: Lola
    Undercity, Coruscant

    Lola sat in the cockpit of Harla?s Quip, bored out of her mind. Her legs were crossed and resting up on the control panel as she idly flicked through the database of planets for the twentieth time or so. The past little while had not been good for her. Mostly, she had remained on the ship, ordered to do little. The problem was, the past few months had been so structured, so to plan? it wasn?t like Lolarus. He was spontaneous, free? and that is why she had fallen in love with him. Even he had fallen into planning towards an admittedly chaotic and carefree goal, but... well, she felt a tad bit neglected.

    Not that Lolarus really paid her much attention normally anyways. She knew he had never and would never feel about her the way she did about him. Recently though, he?d neglected her more than usual, and it hurt. It hurt so much, that she had been working on her contribution to the ultimate joke they were setting up more than she really thought necessary, which only earned his disapproval.

    She sighed, and sat up right now, placing her feet on the floor. Without making a sound, she stood and moved back to her room. As the door slid open, she saw the bomb that was her pride and joy sitting there, and contemplated tinkering some more with it. However, that would only make him madder. She sighed once more, and moved back to his room.

    As she reached his door, she hesitated. He was hardly ever glad to be interrupted, but she was so lonely? She made up her mind, and opened the door, flipping on the lights. His laughs cut off, and Lolarus cast a glare at her. Then he smiled, and sweetly said, ?Lola? Come here.? That should have warned her, but she ignored what she knew was coming. She made her way over to him and sunk down onto his lap.

    As she did so, he hit her over the head. However, that was not the worst of it. He glared at her. He rarely glared at her. And his voice was? off. He was mad. She sunk down low, tears welling up in her eyes, but she didn?t let them fall. Her face formed itself into her signature pouting face. Instead of falling to the floor though, she pulled herself more fully onto his lap, closer to him, and wrapped her arms around his waist, her face down to hide her tears that were threatening to fall.
    "I'm assuming you haven't touched the box again. It really doesn't need anymore help." he said to her.

    When she spoke, her voice was low, and her tears could just barely be heard in it. ?No, Masta?. Ya? told me not ta.? She had a rather pronounced accent, and most found it attractive.

    It was a long while before he spoke again, and Lola began questioning why she loved him so. It was not for his treatment of her, that much was certain. Her thoughts were interrupted as he quickly stood, sending her sailing to the floor. As she hit, she glared up at him. It was then that she was reminded why she loved him.
    Lolarus? face held his massive grin, and Lola?s heart instantly melted. It then turned into his sinister one, and she was even better. The tears dried up when he said, "Come on Lola, lets go get some air."

    She jumped to her feet, squealing slightly with delight. Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around his left arm and leaned her head against his shoulder. For now, at least, he did not hit her, so Lola?s spirits lifted greatly.

    The two left the ship, strolling almost casually. Lola knew this section of Coruscant very well, so she led the way. It took them a while, as she could not decide where to go. After some internal debate, she merely let her feet guide her, enjoying the fact that Lolarus seemed to at least not be upset with her just now.

    She was in good spirits when she stopped them at a small diner she had grown fond of in her time in the Undercity. In a brief fit of compassion, she moved them down the street to the diner?s one competition. When she and Lolarus dined out?which they did rarely--there was little chance the establishment would be standing at the end of the meal.

    As they entered, Lola led Lolarus to a
     
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