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It would work.
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I have a number of characters i'm thinking of utilizing. only two of the three i'm planning have been created by the time of this post because the third i'm working on an original species (Sustenians as you will read) my Verpine character will probably be tied with @Lav Savak most likely. but my most recent character (actually all of my characters in my thread) would welcome critique. but i guess comment on the thread and not on here.
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/darasuums-dynamic-workshop-dotr.63503/
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/darasuums-dynamic-workshop-dotr.63503/
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Finished my BA character. I normally write my characters in the other format but I decided to do something a bit different this time. I plan to add a personality section after RPing him for a while. Instead of giving him a homeworld within the BA but have him be a refugee from Sith space. Any suggestions or critiques would be appreciated.
[fancybox4=http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140529063845/ru.starwars/images/d/db/Human_Mercenary.jpg]They say there is always a calm before the storm. The calm was my life before the great invasion. It was by no means a fairytale but I had a future, and it was a good one. My father was strict but just and my mother, she was the kindest sweetest person I know. My two younger sisters, so full of life *sigh* I looked forward to seeing the women they would become. But the storm denied me that pleasure. It was a beautiful sunny morning when the storm gathered and rained fire down upon us. The Sith followed with a fury in its destructive wake. I was graduating from the academy that day. I had earned the rank of ranger following in the footsteps of my proud father. I still remember the smile on his face as I received my rifle. I never saw his rough features again. As the ceremony ended we prepared for the flyover. It came alright… in the form of rumbling explosions and a strafing run. It was chaos.
The Sith conscripted… no enslaved those who could fight. The others I have no idea, survival was the only thing on my mind. Somehow I made it off and onto another world but the storm seemed to pursue me like a relentless predator. I can no longer run. I must stand and fight… I must survive. I must stem the tide before the entire galaxy is swept in the storm's billowing fury. [/fancybox4]
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[fancybox2]FACTION: Boarder Alliance
RANK: TBD
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 24
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'8"
WEIGHT: 150
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Black
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[fancybox4=http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140529063845/ru.starwars/images/d/db/Human_Mercenary.jpg]They say there is always a calm before the storm. The calm was my life before the great invasion. It was by no means a fairytale but I had a future, and it was a good one. My father was strict but just and my mother, she was the kindest sweetest person I know. My two younger sisters, so full of life *sigh* I looked forward to seeing the women they would become. But the storm denied me that pleasure. It was a beautiful sunny morning when the storm gathered and rained fire down upon us. The Sith followed with a fury in its destructive wake. I was graduating from the academy that day. I had earned the rank of ranger following in the footsteps of my proud father. I still remember the smile on his face as I received my rifle. I never saw his rough features again. As the ceremony ended we prepared for the flyover. It came alright… in the form of rumbling explosions and a strafing run. It was chaos.
The Sith conscripted… no enslaved those who could fight. The others I have no idea, survival was the only thing on my mind. Somehow I made it off and onto another world but the storm seemed to pursue me like a relentless predator. I can no longer run. I must stand and fight… I must survive. I must stem the tide before the entire galaxy is swept in the storm's billowing fury. [/fancybox4]
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JACEN AUST
[/fancybox2][fancybox2]FACTION: Boarder Alliance
RANK: TBD
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 24
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'8"
WEIGHT: 150
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Black
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GEAR: A280 Blaster Rifle, DH-17 Blaster Pistol, Commlink.
ARMOUR: Medium armor with coverage of the torso, legs, forearms and shoulders.
ARMOUR: Medium armor with coverage of the torso, legs, forearms and shoulders.
SHIP:
Affiliation: Boarder Alliance
Ownership: Jacen Aust
Intent: To create a ship that my character could use. I also wanted to create a snub fighter that others in the BA could use.
Model: Incom T-20 FireHawk
Name: [TBD]
Dimensions: 12.5m, 8m, 3m
Class: Starfighter
Crew: 1
Armament: 2 laser cannons, proton torpedo launcher in the those. Max capacity of 4 torpedos.
Equipment: An advance sensor suite.
Speed: 95 MGLT
Hyperdrive Rating: Class 2.0
Maneuverability: The T-20 is a highly maneuverable fighter.
Description: The T-20 is fairly fast fighter with a good balance, sheilding, and fire power. It was designed to be available at a lower cost compared to competitors models. As a result it has particular appeal for small and medium sized planetary governments. The problem is quality control is poor. As a result each fighter has to be thoroughly gone over before use.
Affiliation: Boarder Alliance
Ownership: Jacen Aust
Intent: To create a ship that my character could use. I also wanted to create a snub fighter that others in the BA could use.
Model: Incom T-20 FireHawk
Name: [TBD]
Dimensions: 12.5m, 8m, 3m
Class: Starfighter
Crew: 1
Armament: 2 laser cannons, proton torpedo launcher in the those. Max capacity of 4 torpedos.
Equipment: An advance sensor suite.
Speed: 95 MGLT
Hyperdrive Rating: Class 2.0
Maneuverability: The T-20 is a highly maneuverable fighter.
Description: The T-20 is fairly fast fighter with a good balance, sheilding, and fire power. It was designed to be available at a lower cost compared to competitors models. As a result it has particular appeal for small and medium sized planetary governments. The problem is quality control is poor. As a result each fighter has to be thoroughly gone over before use.
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I'm kinda jealous at the cool templates you guys have. I don't have anything as fancy, but since we are all showcasing our ideas, here is the smuggler I am transferring to the new timeline... slightly altered, of course.
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/dotr-character-workshop-keid-peythell.63589/
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/dotr-character-workshop-keid-peythell.63589/
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If you would like a template to have a play around with, go to the player workshops section and there are a few templates you can use!
Either that or you can have a mess around with BBcodes. You can find a guide on them via one of the admins signature by the name of Bee.
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Interesting character. The formatting isn't too difficult besides the fact it can be a bit time consuming. Here is the thread on how to do it if you want to learn.
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Finished my force sensitive BH kinda of made him a extreme version of darth maul but so much worst damage and broken inside
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/dravro-ordo-the-true-son-of-dathomir.63796/
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/dravro-ordo-the-true-son-of-dathomir.63796/
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heres the link to my character clicky
xes technically similar to rey, but only on the surface i should think since xir personality and background are totally different, as well as physical/mental makeup and skills. im not super duper imaginative so i wasnt sure what details in xir bio to include about recent history, but i think i really covered the main things such as parental influence and motivation. hope xes not too bad, i havent been on the site in a while and havent roleplayed in forever either.
also sorry about not giving feedback on other peoples characters, i dont feel im in a position to do so.
xes technically similar to rey, but only on the surface i should think since xir personality and background are totally different, as well as physical/mental makeup and skills. im not super duper imaginative so i wasnt sure what details in xir bio to include about recent history, but i think i really covered the main things such as parental influence and motivation. hope xes not too bad, i havent been on the site in a while and havent roleplayed in forever either.
also sorry about not giving feedback on other peoples characters, i dont feel im in a position to do so.
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I don't know if you'll be aloud a BB unit. The reason being is that they may have been manufactured after this timeline is taking place.
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ah see i wasnt sure since i didnt know when they began being manufactured. i can always come up with something else, tho, no biggie.
edit: tho tbh id love if an admin or somebody real "in the know" can give me a definite yes or no
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I wrote up my new TL character, hoping to get some feedback since it's also my first character ever on here! http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/felladis-corthal.63791/#post-1227091 So far I feel a bit outclassed, you all have such interesting concepts from what I've seen!
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just on a quick skim through her profile (dont have the focus to read through it all, oop), i really like what i see! also i love that she comes from ord mantell, its one of my favorite planets. looking forward to seeing her in a while!
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Thank you! And yeah, always was a fan of Ord Mantell, or just a lot of the 'Ord' planets. I feel like they're seldom used in my experience. I can't wait to start RPing with her!
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I'm really liking how my Jedi Aibhne's coming along! Tell me what you guys think! :)
_Aibhne Tibbot was born on Clendor to farmers Hadrian Tibbot and Alice Cedany Emelyne in a medieval and pastoral village. A feudalistic society built upon the broken backs of the war-torn commoners, the city of Abethine was a poverty stricken grassland half plagued by illness. Disease and derangement throttled the land despite there being cures for almost every ailment, though most were too expensive to purchase or too easily stolen in transit. Over a day's ride on horseback to the nearest homestead, fuel too precious to waste on speeders, the people were spread thin across their barons' lands. And occasional beast attacks and power plays for building empires under a single baron gifted the prairies with more widows and orphans than it could handle, before those acres were neglected by their barons and declared vagrant lands to be reoccupied.
Hadrian Tibbot was a good man, Aibhne's mother Alice always said. Hadrian was abusive, an alcoholic, and a work addict. And one whole summer, Hadrian was off fighting for a ruler he'd never met. It was the best summer Aibhne can remember, save for the night the reptilian scavengers descended. Hadrian returned with an amputated right leg and Aibhne felt guilty for enjoying the summer. Alice Cedany Emelyne will always be the strongest woman Aibhne's ever known. She was a mortification ascetic and a loyal wife, as well as a loving mother. When her eyes weren't bruised shut by her lover, her back was bloodied by the thrashing of her own hand, her thigh always clamped in a binding. One winter Hadrian was in a drunken rage because Aibhne in his inexperience spoiled half a year's stock and Alice miscarried Aibhne's younger sister to be. Though she suffered many months of tears and physical pain, Alice never blamed Hadrian. She never did. Aibhne blamed himself. He respected and hated his father, while he idolized and revered his mother. He never learned to understand their religion, though Alice and Aibhne kneeled every night and prayed the maiden's chant.
_One morning, vagrants happened upon the farm in search of shelter from beasts after deserting battle to wander the land. Aibhne had fought with Alice the night before when Hadrian had beaten her, angry that she allowed it and never let him stand up for her. He'd managed to oppose his father in a heated argument, but Hadrian's drunken words and pitifully broken body guilted Aibhne into submission. The vagrants moved on the house, Aibhne having spent the night in the stables, and overwhelmed the crippled Hadrian. Alice surprised the vagrants with her strength and ferocity, killing one of them, but was subdued as much by these invaders as by her wounds from the night before. Aibhne awoke amidst straw stacks from a fevered dream of vagrants attacking his parents and a miraculous feat by his own hand which he could not explain. So he rushed to the house and intervened, but was just a child. Hadrian refused to sit and watch these brutes have their way, prompting a shovel to the temple. In that moment Aibhne heard his mother's words of respect for his father echo in memory, words of sacrifice and labor, and though he was unsure if he agreed with them he was impacted by them and saw the image of his dream before him. And before their eyes, the shovel stopped short of Hadrian's face. It was frozen by Aibhne's will, hand outstretched and shaking, and every one of them witnessed the supernatural struggle. Father and mother managed to clumsily subdue their attackers in their moment of stupor despite their wounds, and Aibhne was pronounced a viable Jedi candidate.
With the current threat of galactic war looming, Baron Mesaleath had spread word of great reward for the recruitment of any Jedi candidates as he had been promised support for the assembly of young Force adepts. With this sacrifice, Aibhne could ensure his parent's survival. He felt betrayed by his mother most of all, but was explained as the right thing to do for his family. Life in the badlands was ever anything but merciful. And Aibhne had weeks to come to terms with his duty as word traveled slowly across these lands. Eventually he was parted from his family and taken by royal caravan landspeeder to the Baron's castle where he awaited his Jedi courier. In this short time, Aibhne came to know a young girl named Esylit who shook his understanding of selflessness his mother had strictly instilled in him. She was his first kiss. She treated him as her plaything and never gave him anything in return. He never saw her again.
. One Knight Orrand D'ebousey towered over the rest in Aibhne's eyes, a model of devotion and benediction. And his command of the Force was second only to his prowess with the lightsaber, though Aibhne's deification of the Knight ignored all deficiencies of the man. His doctrine was axiom. Orrand built upon Alice Cedany Emelyn's asceticism, teaching severe self-discipline and abstinence in Aibhne's studies of paralleled Jedi temperance. And such philosophies were austere, even amongst some of Orrand's peers. But even more widely shunned was Orrand's inner turmoil, often subjecting his associates to judgements of impractical standards. It was Orrand who offered Aibhne a set of ivory armor on a mantle beside his cot and challenged Aibhne to merit the right to one day don the holy image of his orison, the righteous mandate of servitude. Many trials and tribulations befell Aibhne in his endeavor to earn the radiant armor, numerous failures and victories alike equally challenging his covenant with the trophy; though none broke his spirit, and he would eventually wear his prize to the ceremony of his christening.
One tribulation of the faith was embodied in a town massacre: The Genesis of the Gray Order. To be recounted upon the completion of "The Fulcrum's" write-up. Orrand and Aibhne are involved in the tense exchange as depicted by one of the minor aggressors in the middle and side with the overarching order to execute as a necessity of lawful prudence, siding against those who protest what they perceive to be excessive violence and unnecessary persecution.
_The blade is baptized in blood.
A young man, Aibhne is commissioned by a reputably gentile Knight errant by the name of Fererra Tarianjha to arrest a crime lord's director of finance, the politically immune drug trafficker's right hand man. Knight Tarianjha caution's Aibhne's fervor for order and justice as a lesson in peace and empathetic neutrality of verdict, posing that sentencing a soul to restitution is society's role through the courts and not some whim resolved by a lone vigilante. It was not the first time he had been counseled of grace. But Aibhne sees disappointment in Orrand's eyes even in the mere consideration of the supposition in a last exchange of glances on the morning of his departure in the hangar bay. Whether it was Orrand's intent to display discontent or simply reveal a mentor's angst for the boy's survival was an insight left in the eye of the beholder. It was the last time he saw his revered mentor, the last image of failure burnt into mind in a moment of intellectual and spiritual weakness. It is said that Orrand was killed by a renegade Jedi following tales of the Sith, that Orrand was witnessed to seem unusually distracted during his last day.
Aibhne tracked his target, the slimy Quendar Goss, through a cesspool of slave networks and chem shacks. His code of ethics was at constant odds with his code or conduct, seeing the worst in primal beings of all kinds. Knight Tarianjha's relentlessly resurgent words were ever decimated by Aibhne's skewed perception of Knight Orrand's wisdom, despite Aibhne's flurry of emotions both in favor and in opposition to their views and his own, wavering between them. In his heart, he mourned and loved the victims before him; as he condemned and hated those deemed responsible, struggling to preserve peace in calm as the Jedi taught him. He stopped nefarious crimes and saved coward and thug alike, only to see the error of his ways as the ripples of his decisions plagued those he tried to protect. All the while, the lessons of his father and mother were supported by his mentor's stark depiction of the galaxy; and Aibhne's elemental intuition finally grasped onto the shadow of his father as its likeness was mirrored in Aibhne's cultivation. He eventually found Quendar, mired in lecherous filth that sickened and riled Aibhne. And instead of subduing the criminal as instructed in order to voice evidence of his lord's unlawful conduct with which to suspend his diplomatic immunity, Aibhne cut Quendar's pleas short with his blade; limb by limb. Aibhne quickly regretted his actions. He learned to accept this more direct perspective of the galaxy, while also learning the error in this particular event. While Aibhne pulled a weed from its roots, he also left a void easily filled by another and failed to pin the charges on the crime lord who continued business as usual. Tarianjha counsel such logic and wisdom after breaking the news of Orrand's demise, yet was left uninformed of the more malicious details regarding Quendar's murder.
One day, in a teary-eyed tantrum of rhetorical, philosophical debate over a quivering and fear induced defecating addict who'd asked the wrong person if they had any dope, a samaritan woman pitied both men and pried Aibhne from the anemic. Her name was Molly Daisley. She listened to Aibhne go on for hours until his head rested in her arms in a quiet sleep. From that day on, his mind was like putty in her hands. Growing to love Molly more than he ever thought possible, he relearned his resolution in his doctrine; closing every loophole he had recently permitted save for one. Though she rebuilt his self-made morals and healed his wounds, in doing so she doomed her fantasy of a love lived with him. More and more Aibhne refused to succumb to nature's sins, meditating on paths leading away from biological designs; believing these to be constructs of unenlightened libidos, enslaved to the machinations of chaos. In his healing, she sought their future. Yet as he healed, he refrained from her affection more and more. It tore him apart like nothing else to deny his love for her, yet gifted his ideologue with the crowning crucible that could prove himself infallible. Ultimately it hinged on an argument. She demanded intimacy. He ruefully refused. And she left him. It was the most difficult decision of his life, his most tragic loss and yet the greatest triumph for his dogma.
_
_Creed and convictions. Anagnorisis sub-article.
Aibhne has since devoted himself to the code, his code. These tenets and their interpretations are as follows.
There is no emotion, there is peace: The natural state as defined by flesh is sin. Banish all disturbances. The mind must be clear. Emotion is a natural instinctive state of mind deriving from one's circumstances, mood, or relationships with others; an intuitive feeling as distinguished from reasoning or knowledge. Thus enlightenment is achieved through abstinence of the natural as in the physical, i.e. fasting and celibacy. It remains true that Aibhne still greatly desires along the designs of biological programming, but achieves abstract nirvana in every moment that he fights those urges.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge: Experience all. Understand all. If the theoretical is not enough, as defined by the Jedi credo of calm observation, then first hand experience is permitted to an extent. This logic is voiced in the age old proverb, know thy enemy.
There is no passion, there is serenity: There is no desire nor enjoyment, carnal or otherwise. There is no self. Keep a steady aim with an unbending will. Passion is a strong feeling that causes one to act in a dangerous way, or a strong sexual or romantic feeling for someone. Serene means clear and free of unpleasant change, or shining bright and steady. Thus unpleasant change of the mind is unwelcome while specific passion of a selfish and carnal nature is dangerous, yet other categorical expressions of passion uniquely serve the function of duty and can be achieved through an immersed tranquility otherwise perceived as a burning rage.
There is no chaos, there is harmony: There is no confusion or disorder. There is zeal. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. Chaos is complete confusion and disorder: a state in which behavior and events are not controlled by anything. Chaos is the enemy to peace, knowledge, serenity, harmony, and ultimately the Force. Therefore chaos is the faithful's nemesis.
There is no death, there is the Force: One does not pass from this existence. One only remains of the Force. To never die means to have never been born, one's true self - not the shell of flesh. Therefore one who is connected to the Force is the Force, and the Force is both the Light and the Dark. There is no balance, but rather two differing wills; one to make able or gain control and one to bar the mind and spirit from agitation. Thus if one actively denies oneself the connection to the Force, one is a lower life-form undeserving of the respect one has so carelessly cast aside.
Aibhne Tibbot seeks to become able and gain control while separating his mind and spirit from agitation. He rebukes the "natural state" of things where the external affects the individual, and instead seeks abstinence from all things human so that the hollowed internal is in control and affects the chaotic external. He seeks knowledge and understanding in all things, to touch but not be stained by all colors. He refrains from all things sexual or overtly romantic. He resists strong feelings that cause confusion, but welcomes strong feelings that focus him. He despises disorder, and follows strict doctrine that must always keep him steadfast, strong, and hollow. He meditates to attune himself to the Force, as he is of the Force - the only natural power to be revered - to become quality whereby the self is pushed out from the appetite and cleansed of physical impurity to idyllically transcend into the Force.
Aibhne can love as a belief in the tenets he follows, and therefore hate all that which those tenets oppose. But he cannot love or hate as an emotion or a base connection. As a doctrine, yes. As a selfish desire, no. So therefore he hates all that feeds the self, and all that feeds others' selves on his behalf. He cannot give to that concept, and therefore does not love other people or hate them; though does love and hate their qualities. E.g. Aibhne could have a partner in the faith, but would not satisfy their personal desires as they relate to fleshly carnalities. In this way he could have a spouse, though they would never indulge each other beyond serving the selfless and hollow creed. Procreation then can be a duty to swell the ranks of faithful, but not an intimacy shared between lust-filled mammals.
In short, the Sith seek freedom to do all for the self in Aibhne's eyes, while he seeks to deny the freedoms of the self. Through this reasoning, Aibhne seeks peace, knowledge, and serenity as a hollow being; a cup to let the Force flow into, the purest form of life: barren. So Aibhne therefore gains nothing, but is the Force as a vehicle of its influence.
In particular, Aibhne seeks to gift others with comforts he himself refuses, both in hypocrisy and purity; sometimes fickle in his spiteful jealousy even as he grants opportunity, and other times is appreciative of certain pleasurable delights. He is in a constant state of denial, though would term it trial, yet incredibly willful and stubborn; emphatically willing to suffer those daily trials. He is judgmental and often times defensive, abrasive to overly forward attempts and yet longs for companionship over anything else; whose feelings are secretly indiscriminate of where that affection comes from.
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_PERSONAL LOG.
Roleplay #1 - Account from memory.
Roleplay #2 - Account from memory.
Roleplay #3 - Account from memory.
Roleplay #4 - Account from memory.
| JEDI KNIGHT AIBHNE TIBBOT (eev-nee • ti-bot) HUMAN CAUCASIAN 29 180CM DIRTY-BLONDE DULL-BLUE-GREEN ATHLETIC-TONED BARITONE-GUTTERAL THE-JINGO CELIBATE-HERO THE-CYNIC MORAL-NIHILIST CONSUMMATE-PROFESSIONAL EMOTIONALLY-TONGUE-TIED FATAL-FLAW NEAT-FREAK WHAT-YOU-ARE-IN-THE-DARK "There is no balance, but two wills - one to attain control and one to bar agitation from spirit and mind." |
_Aibhne Tibbot was born on Clendor to farmers Hadrian Tibbot and Alice Cedany Emelyne in a medieval and pastoral village. A feudalistic society built upon the broken backs of the war-torn commoners, the city of Abethine was a poverty stricken grassland half plagued by illness. Disease and derangement throttled the land despite there being cures for almost every ailment, though most were too expensive to purchase or too easily stolen in transit. Over a day's ride on horseback to the nearest homestead, fuel too precious to waste on speeders, the people were spread thin across their barons' lands. And occasional beast attacks and power plays for building empires under a single baron gifted the prairies with more widows and orphans than it could handle, before those acres were neglected by their barons and declared vagrant lands to be reoccupied.
Hadrian Tibbot was a good man, Aibhne's mother Alice always said. Hadrian was abusive, an alcoholic, and a work addict. And one whole summer, Hadrian was off fighting for a ruler he'd never met. It was the best summer Aibhne can remember, save for the night the reptilian scavengers descended. Hadrian returned with an amputated right leg and Aibhne felt guilty for enjoying the summer. Alice Cedany Emelyne will always be the strongest woman Aibhne's ever known. She was a mortification ascetic and a loyal wife, as well as a loving mother. When her eyes weren't bruised shut by her lover, her back was bloodied by the thrashing of her own hand, her thigh always clamped in a binding. One winter Hadrian was in a drunken rage because Aibhne in his inexperience spoiled half a year's stock and Alice miscarried Aibhne's younger sister to be. Though she suffered many months of tears and physical pain, Alice never blamed Hadrian. She never did. Aibhne blamed himself. He respected and hated his father, while he idolized and revered his mother. He never learned to understand their religion, though Alice and Aibhne kneeled every night and prayed the maiden's chant.
_One morning, vagrants happened upon the farm in search of shelter from beasts after deserting battle to wander the land. Aibhne had fought with Alice the night before when Hadrian had beaten her, angry that she allowed it and never let him stand up for her. He'd managed to oppose his father in a heated argument, but Hadrian's drunken words and pitifully broken body guilted Aibhne into submission. The vagrants moved on the house, Aibhne having spent the night in the stables, and overwhelmed the crippled Hadrian. Alice surprised the vagrants with her strength and ferocity, killing one of them, but was subdued as much by these invaders as by her wounds from the night before. Aibhne awoke amidst straw stacks from a fevered dream of vagrants attacking his parents and a miraculous feat by his own hand which he could not explain. So he rushed to the house and intervened, but was just a child. Hadrian refused to sit and watch these brutes have their way, prompting a shovel to the temple. In that moment Aibhne heard his mother's words of respect for his father echo in memory, words of sacrifice and labor, and though he was unsure if he agreed with them he was impacted by them and saw the image of his dream before him. And before their eyes, the shovel stopped short of Hadrian's face. It was frozen by Aibhne's will, hand outstretched and shaking, and every one of them witnessed the supernatural struggle. Father and mother managed to clumsily subdue their attackers in their moment of stupor despite their wounds, and Aibhne was pronounced a viable Jedi candidate.
With the current threat of galactic war looming, Baron Mesaleath had spread word of great reward for the recruitment of any Jedi candidates as he had been promised support for the assembly of young Force adepts. With this sacrifice, Aibhne could ensure his parent's survival. He felt betrayed by his mother most of all, but was explained as the right thing to do for his family. Life in the badlands was ever anything but merciful. And Aibhne had weeks to come to terms with his duty as word traveled slowly across these lands. Eventually he was parted from his family and taken by royal caravan landspeeder to the Baron's castle where he awaited his Jedi courier. In this short time, Aibhne came to know a young girl named Esylit who shook his understanding of selflessness his mother had strictly instilled in him. She was his first kiss. She treated him as her plaything and never gave him anything in return. He never saw her again.
| _Pledging to the Jedi Order. And the Code. words words words Ivory Phrik Jerkin, Phrik Gauntlets, and Phrik Greaves.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. |
One tribulation of the faith was embodied in a town massacre: The Genesis of the Gray Order. To be recounted upon the completion of "The Fulcrum's" write-up. Orrand and Aibhne are involved in the tense exchange as depicted by one of the minor aggressors in the middle and side with the overarching order to execute as a necessity of lawful prudence, siding against those who protest what they perceive to be excessive violence and unnecessary persecution.
_The blade is baptized in blood.
A young man, Aibhne is commissioned by a reputably gentile Knight errant by the name of Fererra Tarianjha to arrest a crime lord's director of finance, the politically immune drug trafficker's right hand man. Knight Tarianjha caution's Aibhne's fervor for order and justice as a lesson in peace and empathetic neutrality of verdict, posing that sentencing a soul to restitution is society's role through the courts and not some whim resolved by a lone vigilante. It was not the first time he had been counseled of grace. But Aibhne sees disappointment in Orrand's eyes even in the mere consideration of the supposition in a last exchange of glances on the morning of his departure in the hangar bay. Whether it was Orrand's intent to display discontent or simply reveal a mentor's angst for the boy's survival was an insight left in the eye of the beholder. It was the last time he saw his revered mentor, the last image of failure burnt into mind in a moment of intellectual and spiritual weakness. It is said that Orrand was killed by a renegade Jedi following tales of the Sith, that Orrand was witnessed to seem unusually distracted during his last day.
Aibhne tracked his target, the slimy Quendar Goss, through a cesspool of slave networks and chem shacks. His code of ethics was at constant odds with his code or conduct, seeing the worst in primal beings of all kinds. Knight Tarianjha's relentlessly resurgent words were ever decimated by Aibhne's skewed perception of Knight Orrand's wisdom, despite Aibhne's flurry of emotions both in favor and in opposition to their views and his own, wavering between them. In his heart, he mourned and loved the victims before him; as he condemned and hated those deemed responsible, struggling to preserve peace in calm as the Jedi taught him. He stopped nefarious crimes and saved coward and thug alike, only to see the error of his ways as the ripples of his decisions plagued those he tried to protect. All the while, the lessons of his father and mother were supported by his mentor's stark depiction of the galaxy; and Aibhne's elemental intuition finally grasped onto the shadow of his father as its likeness was mirrored in Aibhne's cultivation. He eventually found Quendar, mired in lecherous filth that sickened and riled Aibhne. And instead of subduing the criminal as instructed in order to voice evidence of his lord's unlawful conduct with which to suspend his diplomatic immunity, Aibhne cut Quendar's pleas short with his blade; limb by limb. Aibhne quickly regretted his actions. He learned to accept this more direct perspective of the galaxy, while also learning the error in this particular event. While Aibhne pulled a weed from its roots, he also left a void easily filled by another and failed to pin the charges on the crime lord who continued business as usual. Tarianjha counsel such logic and wisdom after breaking the news of Orrand's demise, yet was left uninformed of the more malicious details regarding Quendar's murder.
| _Her beauty rewarded me. Molly Daisley. words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words wor words _In the void of emotional connection and kinship left by the loss of his mentor and lack of familial ties to fall back on, Aibhne fell into depression; living a life of blatant hypocrisy away from the eyes of the more prestigious members of the Order. He passionately followed his mentor's tenets through mania and a zealot's righteous indignation while simultaneously following his desires and feeding his selfish insufficiencies. Though never fully falling for his baser urges, he was tormented all the more for tempting himself with objects of lust and gluttony.
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_Creed and convictions. Anagnorisis sub-article.
Aibhne has since devoted himself to the code, his code. These tenets and their interpretations are as follows.
There is no emotion, there is peace: The natural state as defined by flesh is sin. Banish all disturbances. The mind must be clear. Emotion is a natural instinctive state of mind deriving from one's circumstances, mood, or relationships with others; an intuitive feeling as distinguished from reasoning or knowledge. Thus enlightenment is achieved through abstinence of the natural as in the physical, i.e. fasting and celibacy. It remains true that Aibhne still greatly desires along the designs of biological programming, but achieves abstract nirvana in every moment that he fights those urges.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge: Experience all. Understand all. If the theoretical is not enough, as defined by the Jedi credo of calm observation, then first hand experience is permitted to an extent. This logic is voiced in the age old proverb, know thy enemy.
There is no passion, there is serenity: There is no desire nor enjoyment, carnal or otherwise. There is no self. Keep a steady aim with an unbending will. Passion is a strong feeling that causes one to act in a dangerous way, or a strong sexual or romantic feeling for someone. Serene means clear and free of unpleasant change, or shining bright and steady. Thus unpleasant change of the mind is unwelcome while specific passion of a selfish and carnal nature is dangerous, yet other categorical expressions of passion uniquely serve the function of duty and can be achieved through an immersed tranquility otherwise perceived as a burning rage.
There is no chaos, there is harmony: There is no confusion or disorder. There is zeal. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. Chaos is complete confusion and disorder: a state in which behavior and events are not controlled by anything. Chaos is the enemy to peace, knowledge, serenity, harmony, and ultimately the Force. Therefore chaos is the faithful's nemesis.
There is no death, there is the Force: One does not pass from this existence. One only remains of the Force. To never die means to have never been born, one's true self - not the shell of flesh. Therefore one who is connected to the Force is the Force, and the Force is both the Light and the Dark. There is no balance, but rather two differing wills; one to make able or gain control and one to bar the mind and spirit from agitation. Thus if one actively denies oneself the connection to the Force, one is a lower life-form undeserving of the respect one has so carelessly cast aside.
Aibhne Tibbot seeks to become able and gain control while separating his mind and spirit from agitation. He rebukes the "natural state" of things where the external affects the individual, and instead seeks abstinence from all things human so that the hollowed internal is in control and affects the chaotic external. He seeks knowledge and understanding in all things, to touch but not be stained by all colors. He refrains from all things sexual or overtly romantic. He resists strong feelings that cause confusion, but welcomes strong feelings that focus him. He despises disorder, and follows strict doctrine that must always keep him steadfast, strong, and hollow. He meditates to attune himself to the Force, as he is of the Force - the only natural power to be revered - to become quality whereby the self is pushed out from the appetite and cleansed of physical impurity to idyllically transcend into the Force.
Aibhne can love as a belief in the tenets he follows, and therefore hate all that which those tenets oppose. But he cannot love or hate as an emotion or a base connection. As a doctrine, yes. As a selfish desire, no. So therefore he hates all that feeds the self, and all that feeds others' selves on his behalf. He cannot give to that concept, and therefore does not love other people or hate them; though does love and hate their qualities. E.g. Aibhne could have a partner in the faith, but would not satisfy their personal desires as they relate to fleshly carnalities. In this way he could have a spouse, though they would never indulge each other beyond serving the selfless and hollow creed. Procreation then can be a duty to swell the ranks of faithful, but not an intimacy shared between lust-filled mammals.
In short, the Sith seek freedom to do all for the self in Aibhne's eyes, while he seeks to deny the freedoms of the self. Through this reasoning, Aibhne seeks peace, knowledge, and serenity as a hollow being; a cup to let the Force flow into, the purest form of life: barren. So Aibhne therefore gains nothing, but is the Force as a vehicle of its influence.
| _Secret misses of the soul. Foeman. words words words words words words words words words words wor words. _Now a stalwart Jedi Knight, Aibhne Tibbot thanklessly serves the galaxy towards the goal of peace and stability, whether advocated or not. With dozens of apprenticeship and knightly missions under his belt, he now begins his journey down a more dangerous path against the evils of shadow and their agents of chaos. These are the villains of his extreme obsession - be they Sith or Jedi.
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Miscellaneous.
(2) Single Hilt Lightsabers at Hips- Yellow Plasma
(1) VibroShort-Sword at Back- Straight Blade
(3/3) Demolitions in Belt Pouches- Mine, Grenade, Ion Grenade
(1) Blaster Pistol at Right Thigh- Hold-Out
(1) Locator Beacon in Belt Pouch- SOS Transmitter
(2) Single Hilt Lightsabers at Hips- Yellow Plasma
(1) VibroShort-Sword at Back- Straight Blade
(3/3) Demolitions in Belt Pouches- Mine, Grenade, Ion Grenade
(1) Blaster Pistol at Right Thigh- Hold-Out
(1) Locator Beacon in Belt Pouch- SOS Transmitter
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This is what I think I would like for my new character, any ideas would be appreciated
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/solstice-saar-new-timeline.63844/#post-1227949
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I have a thought, if you'd like? To me, it'd be more interesting for young Solstice to not have any direct contact with the Sith or Jedi but rather have the very same critical viewpoints based upon hearsay and holonews reporting. In your bio here, imho this experience, for an everyday average Joe Shmo, is too farfetched to occur. But you could still use the same story without much editing to implement my advice.
For example. What you could do is elaborate on a falsehood that leads Solstice to incorrectly assume a Sith killed his parents. Have young Solstice be interested in shoddy tabloids known for far-fetched stories like sightings of werewolves and the loch ness monster, never desiring an adventurous life but loving the tales and the telling of those tales - which would feed into Solstice's hobbies later as a wandering trader with many fictitious stories. So in one of these tabloids there is a story of a rampant Sith believed seen leaving a slew of serial murder cases in his wake. Solstice eagerly takes the story to his parents with excitement of the scary story, when so little excitement ever involves young Solstice's home town. But his parents are uncharacteristically dismissive that day and tell him something to the effect of growing up and forgetting about such stupid stories. Young Solstice goes out, maybe to prove them wrong or something, and his parents are killed while he's out. Their story is included in the very same tabloid in the next issue, while the authorities never find his parent's killers; and Solstice is lead to believe that some Sith killed his parents while searching for a Jedi or something.
Whatcha tink? This way Solstice can grow up as a character with a strong belief in his perspectives, perspectives that can possibly be shattered by truth - which would hurt like hell since it would mean that he still doesn't know who killed his parents. Solstice would have a goal, at first to discover the Sith's identity as well as the Jedi the Sith was after. Then, if Solstice ever learns and/or accepts the truth, he would have a goal to discover what really happened. And if not, his false perceptions would simply be strengthened and proved by Sith and Jedi behavior.
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Here's my character that I designed for DoTR! I hope it is likable :)
Here's my character that I designed for DoTR! I hope it is likable :)
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I like her! Especially the arachnophobia bit. I like little quirks like dat. Speaking of which, I forgot to detail some in my own guys! :O
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Well, this is my first RPG character in a long time. Let me know if you have any tips!
NAME: Brig Starwil
FACTION: No faction, currently.
RANK: None, I guess?
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 19
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10"
WEIGHT: 156 lbs
EYES: Sky Blue
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: White, fair
CREDITS: 1000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Nope
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, but doesn't know it.
STRENGTH: Slightly above average.
DEXTERITY: High above average, due to force-sensitivity.
CONSTITUTION: Above average.
INTELLIGENCE: Slightly above average.
WISDOM: Slightly above average.
CHARISMA: Above average? It's wierd, I guess.
PERSONALITY:
Brig Starwil
NAME: Brig Starwil
FACTION: No faction, currently.
RANK: None, I guess?
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 19
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10"
WEIGHT: 156 lbs
EYES: Sky Blue
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: White, fair
CREDITS: 1000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Nope
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, but doesn't know it.
STRENGTH: Slightly above average.
DEXTERITY: High above average, due to force-sensitivity.
CONSTITUTION: Above average.
INTELLIGENCE: Slightly above average.
WISDOM: Slightly above average.
CHARISMA: Above average? It's wierd, I guess.
PERSONALITY:
By nature, Brig is a caring young man; but because of this, he is constantly torn on the inside, because of his nature-conflicting mindset. This is why
he now seeks out the Jedi, believing they can teach him how to control the mindset he has. Brig has also picked up quite a bit of cleverness and wit through his
travels, and is now an extremely sarcastic person. Brig loves having fun, and is quite funny, if the pun he makes is punny enough.
BIOGRAPHY:he now seeks out the Jedi, believing they can teach him how to control the mindset he has. Brig has also picked up quite a bit of cleverness and wit through his
travels, and is now an extremely sarcastic person. Brig loves having fun, and is quite funny, if the pun he makes is punny enough.
Originaly from the colony planet of Malano III, Brig's father served in the Republic's military. However, in a severe training mishap, his father died.
Brig then inherited his father's possessions, which he then passed most of on to his younger brother. This was in favor of exploring the Republic's boundaries
and searching for a purpose to his own personal life. While traveling, Brig has gone from one end of the Republic's
territory to the other, and is curious about things unexplored, such as the Unknown Regions.
Brig then inherited his father's possessions, which he then passed most of on to his younger brother. This was in favor of exploring the Republic's boundaries
and searching for a purpose to his own personal life. While traveling, Brig has gone from one end of the Republic's
territory to the other, and is curious about things unexplored, such as the Unknown Regions.
While on Malano III, Brig Starwil was an athlete, and a good one too. He often ran long distance races against his own times, to build up his physical
endurance and mental stamina; this also gave him the permanent mindset of 'Always keep moving forward, no matter what.' Sometimes this can make him seem
cruel or heartless, but really it's just the way of thinking he's had drilled into him for his teenage years.
FORCE POWERS:
endurance and mental stamina; this also gave him the permanent mindset of 'Always keep moving forward, no matter what.' Sometimes this can make him seem
cruel or heartless, but really it's just the way of thinking he's had drilled into him for his teenage years.
FORCE POWERS:
So far, nothing usable other than enhanced reflexes and increased agility; this is because he has not been trained in the ways of the force.
SKILLS:Acrobatics, blaster usage, survival, above average willpower, starship piloting
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:Nothing yet.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
His strengths are by far his agility, reflexes, kindness, and cleverness. However, his kindness and cleverness can be exploited, resulting in a large weakness.
GEAR:
Right now it's just his father's old E-11 blaster rifle, his identification, and a HUD worn over his right eye (think Google Glass); he recieved this as a gift
from his grandparents.
<--OPTIONAL CONTENT-->
SHIP:
He has a completely matte-black FT-6 Pike, which used to belong to his father.
DROIDS:
Nope.
PETS:
No pets.
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
DUELING RING MATCHES:
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
ROLE-PLAYS:
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
His strengths are by far his agility, reflexes, kindness, and cleverness. However, his kindness and cleverness can be exploited, resulting in a large weakness.
GEAR:
Right now it's just his father's old E-11 blaster rifle, his identification, and a HUD worn over his right eye (think Google Glass); he recieved this as a gift
from his grandparents.
<--OPTIONAL CONTENT-->
SHIP:
He has a completely matte-black FT-6 Pike, which used to belong to his father.
DROIDS:
Nope.
PETS:
No pets.
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
DUELING RING MATCHES:
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
ROLE-PLAYS:
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Well, this is my first RPG character in a long time. Let me know if you have any tips!
Brig Starwil
NAME: Brig Starwil
FACTION: No faction, currently.
RANK: None, I guess?
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 19
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10"
WEIGHT: 156 lbs
EYES: Sky Blue
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: White, fair
CREDITS: 1000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Nope
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, but doesn't know it.
STRENGTH: Slightly above average.
DEXTERITY: High above average, due to force-sensitivity.
CONSTITUTION: Above average.
INTELLIGENCE: Slightly above average.
WISDOM: Slightly above average.
CHARISMA: Above average? It's wierd, I guess.
PERSONALITY:
By nature, Brig is a caring young man; but because of this, he is constantly torn on the inside, because of his nature-conflicting mindset. This is whyBIOGRAPHY:
he now seeks out the Jedi, believing they can teach him how to control the mindset he has. Brig has also picked up quite a bit of cleverness and wit through his
travels, and is now an extremely sarcastic person. Brig loves having fun, and is quite funny, if the pun he makes is punny enough.
Originaly from the colony planet of Malano III, Brig's father served in the Republic's military. However, in a severe training mishap, his father died.
Brig then inherited his father's possessions, which he then passed most of on to his younger brother. This was in favor of exploring the Republic's boundaries
and searching for a purpose to his own personal life. While traveling, Brig has gone from one end of the Republic's
territory to the other, and is curious about things unexplored, such as the Unknown Regions.
While on Malano III, Brig Starwil was an athlete, and a good one too. He often ran long distance races against his own times, to build up his physical
endurance and mental stamina; this also gave him the permanent mindset of 'Always keep moving forward, no matter what.' Sometimes this can make him seem
cruel or heartless, but really it's just the way of thinking he's had drilled into him for his teenage years.
FORCE POWERS:
So far, nothing usable other than enhanced reflexes and increased agility; this is because he has not been trained in the ways of the force.SKILLS:
Acrobatics, blaster usage, survival, above average willpower, starship pilotingLIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Nothing yet.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
His strengths are by far his agility, reflexes, kindness, and cleverness. However, his kindness and cleverness can be exploited, resulting in a large weakness.
GEAR:
Right now it's just his father's old E-11 blaster rifle, his identification, and a HUD worn over his right eye (think Google Glass); he recieved this as a gift
from his grandparents.
<--OPTIONAL CONTENT-->
SHIP:
He has a completely matte-black FT-6 Pike, which used to belong to his father.
DROIDS:
Nope.
PETS:
No pets.
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
DUELING RING MATCHES:
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
ROLE-PLAYS:
i think you have a pretty good start on your character! id love to know more about his past and more details on his personality, to get a better feel of how he acts and what his motivations are. id also like to see more in-depth about his weaknesses!