SWRPF Archive Old Galactic Civil War (4,150 BBY- Non Cannon)

It is a great time for the republic, the Sith have not been seen in quite some time, and the Jedi are flourishing. But not for long. Traitors to the Republic line within the ranks of the Republic itself, There is a Mandalorian uprising on Onderon, and the worst is yet to come.....



Character Sheet

Name:
SpeciesAnything in the Star Wars Universe)
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Rank:
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Weight:
Appearance
FeatsEvery Character has something they are great at.)
Flaws: (Every Character has one thing they are weak at)

Muscular BuildStrong, weak, average)
Clothing:
Weaponry
Personality TraitsThe overall feel of your character, Laid back, aggressive, passive, that kind of thing)
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Name: Jacob Driscol(Darth Rylayus)
Species: Human(Anything in the Star Wars Universe)
Age:27
Rank:Sith Lord
Height:6'1
Weight: 250lbs.
Appearance: He has Blonde hair thats about 3 inches long,blue eyes, his skin is slightly tanned.(Be as descriptive as you can here so we can get a feel for your character, pictures welcome)

Here's Mine

Name: Jacob Driscol(Darth Rylayus)
Species: Human(Anything in the Star Wars Universe)
Age:27
Rank:Sith Lord
Height:6'1
Weight: 250lbs.
Appearance: He has Blonde hair thats about 3 inches long,blue eyes, his skin is slightly tanned.(Be as descriptive as you can here so we can get a feel for your character, pictures welcome)

Feats: Engineering,Politics,Diplomacy the force and lightsaber skills.
Flaws: He hates flying and is impatient.
Muscular Build:Strong
Clothing:He wears white robes when under the alias of his Sith Lord, but when he's a politician he wears normal clothes
Weaponry:He owns a crimson lightsaber engraved with gold, obsidian and diamonds and his name.
Habits: He rarely has nothing to do.
Personality Traits: He's aggressive, logical, intelligent, funny, and charming.
Bio: Born on Mannan, Jacob lost his parents when he was 4 in a jedi assault, Later in his life he was taught the ways of the sith by mysterious man who has since dissapeared. He became a politician, and eventually the Chancelor of Coruscant while keeping his hidden alias as a Sith Lord.


Rules:
-No God Modding
-Have Fun
-Follow all rules of the board
-No Trolling or being mean

 

Name: Sith_King
Character Name: Marcus Alexander De Caliencio
Species: Aruzan
Age: 25
Rank: Sith Warrior
Gender: Male
Alignment: Darkness
Height: 6? 4?
Weight: 305lbs.
Appearance: Blue skin, pitch black hair, white teeth, sharp canines
Feats: They have the ability to share their memories and emotions with one another by means of cybernetic implants. He owns a very sharp sense of the force.
Flaws: Anti-social creatures, but harsh temper.

Muscular Build: Strong
Clothing: Dark breastplate, but cloth robe underneath
Weaponry: Red Lightsaber, with a black and red hilt
Habits: Talks to oneself or searches for another Aruzan
Personality Traits: Aggressive till rendered helpless or near someone he knows.
Bio: Marcus, born on Aruza during the time of Imperial subjugation, the enslaved Aruzans hired the bounty hunter Dengar to assassinate General Kritkeen, who was the planetary commander. Finally released the planet tried to reconnect to the ways of the galaxy but for Marcus, life would never be the same...

 

approved let th game begin

 

IC: Marcus Alexander De Caliencio

Marcus stood before the doors of the space shuttle, his blue skin glistened against the dim lights; his eyes narrowly looking about in the crowded space as the shuttle touched down. A voice from above sounded from the speakers, "Arriving at Coruscant." The announcer then commenced to rattle off the same message in different languages, the young Aruzan paused before getting up as the doors finally opened to reveal a flight deck docked with dozens of ships. Picking up his small bag, Marcus left the carrier ship hurriedly as not to be smashed by the horde of newcomers.

 

Jakob arrived upon the senate council room filled with millions of spectators waiting for the beloved Chancelor to arrive. He stepped down every step carefully with an evil smile upon his face, but saying nothing, finally he arrived at the podium at the bottom of the room. He raised one arm and almost like magic, the crowd died down, he began:
"You people have always supported me, through every tough time that the republic has been through, an now I ask for your support once more," he discretely touched a small Data Comunicator sending a signal to his soldiers to his right and left.
The soldiers responded and used the butt of their rifle to strike two Jedi Masters near by, instantly killing them. The crowd was shocked.
"Do not fear, he utterded. "The Jedi are weak, they have betrayed the Republic in the past, leaving us vulnerable, not helping us in our time of need. Now It's our turn. From this point on, all Jedi are treasonists to the republic or The Newly created Grand Republic of the Sith."
3 more soldiers at the top of the stadium destroyed 7 jedi without effort. All ovver the Galaxy, Jedi were being destroyed one by one.
"Our grand army of Golden Knights shall conquer all who stand before us," He shouted and The Crowd roared in approval. He revealed his true Sith Identity as he pulled out his lightsaber striking fear into all those around him...

 

Marcus could hear the rush of feet and the thundering of ships as he headed into the grand council building, Guards stopped his entrance.

"State you name and transportation number."

Marcus paused before saying, "Marcus Alexander De Caliencio, number 785600...Allow me entrance." The guards resisted, translating his native tongue.

"Access.....Denied." The guards moved in guns pointed, Marcus unsheathed his red lightsaber and deflected the bullets, jumping up his sliced the guards down, sparks flying around him. He entered the building activating all codes with one of the guard's access cards.

 

As the crowd disipated, slowly flowing out of the massive corridors of the Council seeming to not even notice the other Sith walking right within them. And when all had left besides Rylayus, An Aruzan appeared.

"I have not seen you here before young man, who are you, and why do you stay when all have left?" Rylayus said even in knowing that he was a Sith and a Powerful one indeed. He secretly put his hand on his lightsaber, sheathed within his robes.

 

Marcus finally entered the conference all as hordes of species left, worry and triumph were mixed amongst their expression, Marcus however, did not notice. His black eyes were fixed on a tall man, whose dark power flooded from his being.

"I have not seen you here before young man, who are you, and why do you stay when all have left?" The man said.

"I come for a man named Rylayus, it is business that I seek... Could you not be him? Or have my senses weakened?" Marcus' tone came out more of a challenge than an inquisitive tone seeking information. The bright lights of the hall glistened off the red liquid that was slowly creeping towards the blue skinned newcomer.

 

Name: Draco Hex
Species: Bothan
Age: 49
Rank: Jedi Master
Height: 6 feet 2.
Weight: 300
Appearance Long brown hair everywhere and Obi-Wan-like robes
Feats: Strong force powers and smart.
Flaws: Doesn't like to kill and hardly ever fights.

Muscular Build: Strong
Clothing: Obi-Wan like robes
Weaponry: An orange bladed lightsaber with a hilt similar to Obi-Wan's.
Personality Traits: Very peaceful and silent.
Bio: Not much known about his past. He is surpisingly big for a bothan.

 

Name: Di'p Shi zel
Species: Human
Age: 20
Rank: Smuggler
Height: 6 feet.
Weight: 150 lbs
Appearance Short cropped brown hair. Gray Eyes. Slim. Caucasian features.
Feats: Pistol specialization. Dual Wield.
Flaws: Womanizer, Spice addict, Enormous criminal record (Grand larceny, Mass murder, Extortion)

Muscular Build: Medium
Clothing: Gangsta Clothes, Leather armor.
Weaponry: Dual Mandalarion Pistols.
Personality Traits: Aggresive, Psycophatic tendencies, Narcissist, Bigot.
Bio: Came accross a planet on the outer in his early twenties on his first run with a senior smuggler. He killed the ship's captain and staged a mutiny with sympathetic crew members. After torturing information out of the ex-captain he rid himself of the corpse and staged a coup on the relatively primitive government of the planet. He enslaved the indigenous people through fear and extorted them for all they were worth. Once he had finished with them he unleashed a deadly bio toxin on the population, murdering them all. Since then he has been using his wealth to make every debauchery and disgusting pratice available to himself.

 

OOC: Your both approved


"Yes this is me, However it is quite the contrary. I can feel the immense power of the force within you, you have great potential," Rylayus said as he approached the man slowly and began to walk around him.

 

IC: Marcus Alexander De Caliencio

Marcus followed the man with his eyes as he examined him, the man spoke, his voice ringing off the high arched ceiling.

"Yes this is me, However it is quite the contrary. I can feel the immense power of the force within you, you have great potential,"

"Allow me to introduce myself, I am Marcus Alexander De Caliencio of Aruza, son of Marsil and Sonjea De Caliencio." Marcus bowed in introductory, then he continued making sure no one was around him, "I seek out information of the Sith and their powers, may you grant me any knowledge?" Marcus could feel a dark surge of Force energy around him.

TAG: Lord Rylayus

 

"Yes I figures so. Yes.... you respect those of higher authority, and the potential is great. Yes you would make a great apprentice. However....their are others who wish to have the same title you do." "Rylayus said. To be "eligible" I guess you could say, I have but one task for you. Go to Kashyyk, there are diplomats of Mine, infact they are contenders aswell. Go there and use your knowledge and rage guide you to them....and then strike them down, return to me when you are done." he said

 

IC: Marcus

"Yes I figures so. Yes.... you respect those of higher authority, and the potential is great. Yes you would make a great apprentice. However....their are others who wish to have the same title you do." "Rylayus said. To be "eligible" I guess you could say, I have but one task for you. Go to Kashyyk, there are diplomats of Mine, infact they are contenders aswell. Go there and use your knowledge and rage guide you to them....and then strike them down, return to me when you are done."

"And how do I know that trust is yours? What gives me the truth of reality, if you are Lord Rylayus, you should be able to show me something of important authority." Marcus had already made up his mind to go on this quest but he wanted to test this man in his proper element. Any chance for killing he would gladly uptake, he was sure of it, but the knowledge of assurance no threat to him was greatly numbered.

TAG: DylanJT1

 

"YOU WANT A SYMBOL OF AUTHORITY," Rylayus yelled as he put Marcus in a dedly force choke. He whipped him into the air, took out his light saber, ignited it, and put the humming blade so cluse to the side of his head that Marcus could feel the heat from it slowly burn his skin. "Hows that," Rylayus said. He put away his saber and tossed Marcu to the ground with a thud.

 

IC: Marcus

Marcus laughed through his bloody teeth as he was tossed to the ground, his heart and head both thumping with his pulse. Slowly getting up Marcus bowed low, "Surely so, I bow to a power more skilled than my own. Therefore, Lord Rylayus, I will take my leave unto your will I commence my services... Kashyyk, is what you say, then Kashyyk I will go."

TAG: DylanJT1

 

"Thank you, I am sure you will be successful." Rylayus said as he walked away. He entered his Throne room and picked up a hologram communicator. He turned it on and a dark and shady figure appeared.
"Yes my master," the small figure said a he stood and took a bow.
"I know you are busy with the Jedi on Correlia, but their is someone I need you to take of," Rylayus told him.
"Who" The Apprentice said.

" A man requesting an apprenticeship, I said yes but I do not mean it and I do not trust him. He needs to be eliminated, quickly." Rylaus said
"Where could I find him?"
"He is going to Kashyyk, meet him there and kill him," Rylayus replied.
"Yes my Lord," Said the apprentice as he took a bow," Rylayus turned of the communicator.

OOC: Now Obviously Sith King you will need to simulate him.

And for anyone hoping to apply, feel free to claim him

 

"You shouldn't go" said Master Haces. But I must I replied. I have to hunt the sith at the Wookie homeworld. He has to be destroyed before we are faced with a powerful enemy.

 

IC: Marcus

Marcus was left alone to contemplate his mission, turning back he left the building and once again boarded a transport ship assigned for Kashyyk. Sitting down beside a Gorith passenger, the gorith's beady eyes looked at him calmly then went back to reading his pad. Hours fell upon hours of the rush of stops and starts, many got on or off then fell asleep, Marcus stayed awake till they finally reached Kashyyk.

TAG: Anyone who wishes to play the apprentice, DylanJT1

 

Name: Phillip Korath
SpeciesAnything in the Star Wars Universe) Human
Age: 22
Rank: Sith Apprentice
Height:5'11
Weight: 215
Appearance: Long black messy hair, reglaur toned skin, bandages covering his left eye and his left upper face. You can see a faint red glow behind the bandages. on his left hand Middle finger to pinky are all robotic fingers.
FeatsEvery Character has something they are great at.) Anger (having no remorse in combat), Force Lightning, and dual lightsaber mastery
Flaws: (Every Character has one thing they are weak at) Anger (Drives him to far)Social encounters, cannot touch other peoples force (cant sense it) Electronics,

Muscular BuildStrong, weak, average) Strong
Clothing: black loose fitting pants and sleeveless black shirt (no robes)
Weaponry Black and Green Lightsabers, The green is shorter then the black one, they look old and used
Personality TraitsThe overall feel of your character, Laid back, aggressive, passive, that kind of thing) He does what he is told and finds no comfort in it, He isnt aggressive but when he does take action he will do whatever it takes to do it.
Bio: As a child he grew up with his mother, a very peaceful and loving women, until he was 6 when men broke into his home restrained him and his mother and watched when a man walked up to her and screamed at her "Where is he?" then a moment later after silence walked up to Korath and put a lightsaber to his eye "I DONT KNOW! LIVE HIM ALONE!" she screamed while the lightsaber plunged into his eye, when he brought his hand up to his face three fingers went as well as his eye. "your no use to me if you know nothing women" and in a second Korath saw in his good eye his mother split in two on the ground and then complete black. he woke up in a school for special children with special gifts. He was taught anger and rage when he was 10 and took on the job of Apprentice to a man he didnt know. This is the only thing he was taught. Then Korath woke up from the same nightmare imprinted in his mind for the last 16 years, the death of his mother. Filled with Revenge he does his tasks to find his father and kill him, for not being there to protect him, or his mother.

 

Approved

 

And so Master Draco Hex was flying to the Wookie Homeworld, hoping he would reach it before the powerful presence he has heard about got there first.

 

Character Sheet

Name: Redreg
Species:Human
Age: 25
Rank: Jedi Knight
Height: 160lbs
Weight: 5' 11''
Appearance: Muscular, knda a cross over between Luke and a Han Solo figure
Feats:Force Control
Flawsatience
Muscular Build:Strong
Clothing:Brown Jedi Robes
Weaponry: Blue Light saber
Personality Traits: Laid back, passive,
Bio: Redreg was a born leader, and his strength in the force was learned by a Jedi master who took it upon himself to train the boy. Redreg grew up in the Jedi temple and has been hunting Evil and keeping the peace ever since.

 

Approved

 

" A man requesting an apprenticeship, I said yes but I do not mean it and I do not trust him. He needs to be eliminated, quickly." Rylaus said
"Where could I find him?"
"He is going to Kashyyk, meet him there and kill him," Rylayus replied.
"Yes my Lord," Said the apprentice as he took a bow," Rylayus turned of the communicator.

Korath turned off his com-link and walked out of his room. "Kashyyk? One thing I hate more then people are people who shed and I cant understand." He thought to himself. Walking into the hanger, Karath handed a card to a person behind the counter. "Get my ship ready, Now." He departed from Correlia and landed on Kashyyk. "Find out where he is, or better yet, spread the word that the diplomats are with this ship. Make him come to me. I already grow tired of this world." Korath's underling ran off away from him. "This guy better make my stay exciting." He said feeling sparks fly from his fingers feeling the rush of the force within him, letting himself drown in it. "Hurry up. I'm waiting."

TAG: Sith_King